"Kneel!"
Just as the dagger was about to pierce Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen suddenly shouted coldly and struck with his hand blade.
"Kneel?"
Shi Taiqiang sneered.
Forget a mere Dragon Country War God, even William IX of Beihai Country has no right to make him kneel.
Since childhood, he had only ever kneeled to his father.
This Xiao Chen really doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth to the extreme.
With this in mind, the vigor wrapped around his dagger grew even more intense.
The attack became stronger.
This dagger, made with the top technology of Beihai Country, is truly as sharp as cutting through mud.
No one can block it.
Unless the other person has a shield made of similar metal.
But Xiao Chen doesn't have one.
But what good is a sharp dagger if it cannot hit the target?
At this moment, Xiao Chen's hand blade came down.
In that instant, Shi Taiqiang felt unprecedented pressure; none of the masters he had encountered had ever given him this kind of pressure.
Bam!
