"Boy, do you think I'm easily scared?"
Desolate Sea Venerate's face was grim, glaring at Ling Feng with hatred, and said coldly, "I don't believe that you can use that same method again!"
Ling Feng raised his sword-like brows, suppressing the intense weakness in his mind, gritting his teeth and saying, "You don't have to believe me, give it a try. Anyway, it's either you die or I die, are you willing to bet?"
Ling Feng's words filled Desolate Sea Venerate's heart with even more suspicion.
"A spent arrow, do you think this old man will believe you?"
Desolate Sea Venerate gathered strength in his palm, secretly condensing a Void Blade.
"If you don't believe, then come kill me!"
Ling Feng's lips curled into a slight arc, "With so many lives here, bet the two lives of you and your grandson, you're still gaining!"
Seeing Ling Feng's strange smile, Desolate Sea Venerate was even more doubtful and apprehensive, constantly calculating in his mind, yet never confident.
