"Since you've come looking for me, why not let me come to find you! Die!"
Li Xiaoqiang said this, and he directly pulled the sword handle forward.
Screech!
A piercing sound exploded in this space.
A blinding sword light streaked across the sky, slashing toward Chen Bozhi.
When Chen Bozhi saw the sword light from Li Xiaoqiang, he furrowed his brows and said, "How does a demon cultivator like you know the Sword Drawing Technique of our Tianyuan Sect? Moreover, what you just said?"
Before Chen Bozhi could react, the blinding sword light slashed against his arm.
"Ah!"
Chen Bozhi let out a miserable cry, watching helplessly as his arm was severed, scarlet blood splattering outward.
Chen Bozhi quickly clutched his arm, staring at Li Xiaoqiang in shock, exclaiming, "You are Li Xiaoqiang?!"
Li Xiaoqiang's lips curved into a cold smile as he said, "Yes, that's me. Unfortunately, you found out too late, and now you can only take this secret with you to Hell."
