"Li Xiaoqiang, when I roamed the Immortal Realm, you were still just a baby, dreaming of making me surrender? Dream on!!"
Upon hearing Huangfu Laoer's words, Li Xiaoqiang showed interest and smiled, saying, "Hehe, you refuse to submit to me, Li Xiaoqiang? You've got quite a backbone, it seems those old bones of yours are due for a little shaking up today!"
"Shameless brat, how dare you insult me? Seeking death!"
Suddenly, Huangfu Laoer flipped his hand, and a longsword appeared, slashing directly at Li Xiaoqiang. Seeing the approaching longsword, Li Xiaoqiang coldly chuckled, "Then let me see how you, old man, handle this move!"
As Li Xiaoqiang spoke, both hands wielded the third strike of the Jiuyou Sword Art, fiercely slicing through the void, as the crowd saw a golden sword light tear through the skies, aimed at Huangfu Laoer.
