In Yan Xiao's chaotic mind, he can no longer remember how many times he has died.
Is this the sixtieth time, or the one hundred and sixtieth time?
He has experienced too many ways to die!
But as malevolent as he is, as deliriously chaotic as he is, of course, he refuses to yield.
Rising again and again, resurrecting again and again, battling again and again, and also being defeated again and again...
The opponent is like a towering mountain, like a vast sea, no matter how he chooses to charge, he cannot shake the mountain and sea.
Once again drawing divine power, resurrecting from nothingness, fully formed with feathers and claws, Yan Xiao sneered, "Heh heh... how long can you maintain this level of combat intensity?"
As he said this, Jiang Wang was already close, his left hand touching Yan Xiao's head. With a slight press, he drove a Killing Life Nail into Yan Xiao's skull.
Casually, he asked, "How long can the one behind you last?"
