At this moment, if anyone still considers Xia Liu as an ordinary cultivator.
Then Mo Huairen is a fool.
"Didn't I say already? Just a mundane cultivator named Xia Liu."
Xia Liu put away the Taiqing Sword and the Dragon and Phoenix Suppressing Heaven Seal.
His main goal today was to intimidate Mo Huairen.
Make him wary of him, make him remember him.
Just ensure the flames of battle don't reach the Imperial Sky Gate or the Bai Clan.
Xia Liu will bear all of it himself.
"You don't intend to kill me?"
Seeing Xia Liu put away his spiritual artifact, Mo Huairen asked puzzled.
"Hmph! Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Killing you is as easy as picking something out of a bag, don't speak to me with such a sarcastic tone."
Xia Liu knew exactly what Mo Huairen was thinking.
He thought the Golden Core Stage was strong, that Foundation Establishment Stage couldn't be killed?
In Xia Liu's eyes, he was an idiot.
"You!"
