"Are you playing with me?" Li Qingming couldn't stand it any longer. If what the Black Robed Man said was true, then his renunciation of slaughter with these three strikes would be a joke.
The Black Robed Man laughed, his smile bright. Waving his long knife, he said, "No, no, no! I'm not playing with you, these are my three strikes! You see, every time I just swing my knife to slash, I don't use any other Divine Skills. If you insist on this, then there's nothing I can do, might as well send you all to Hell!"
Li Qingming fell silent, his face gloomily staring at the Black Robed Man, and said, "Alright! Just as you say…"
At this point, Li Qingming disappeared from the spot, and along with him, the vibrant and purple-tinged Bitter Bamboo also vanished.
"Boom!"
The next moment, Li Qingming appeared beside the Black Robed Man, frantically shaking the Bitter Bamboo.
