"Bai Xiaofan, if you admit defeat now, it might still be in time. You know, in this blood demon purgatory, no one can save you!"
After severely injuring Ye Qianmei and Duan Lang with one strike, Sca was not in a hurry to attack. Holding his scimitar arrogantly, he stared at Bai Xiaofan with a mocking gaze, as if victory was already in his grasp!
Sca really loved this powerful strength that allowed him to be arrogant among the top masters!
Originally, after witnessing Bai Xiaofan's battle with the blood demon, he understood the benefits that great strength could bring, although he was firm in choosing between powerful strength and status.
But until this moment, after severely injuring Ye Qianmei and Duan Lang, who were at the early and mid stages of Earth Immortal, and then Bai Xiaofan, who could kill the blood demon with one strike, he truly appreciated the advantages of great strength!
"Naive, do you really think you can kill me?"
