With a bang, he pushed off the ground, wielding his giant axe and chopping towards Qin Mu.
"What the hell?"
"Does a Desperate Potion lower IQ?" Qin Mu's lightning sword were moves imbued with Law, how could they be compared to his crude blood cross slashes?
Charging in like this... anyone with a bit of sense wouldn't do it, right?
Ao Mengmeng frowned slightly.
"Hmm, If the quality of a Desperate Potion is too poor, it can indeed affect the Divine Soul to certain extent. Ordinary people wouldn't choose such medicine, unless they were truly desperate, with no choice but to fight with their lives on the line."
A desperate situation?
A trace of doubt flashed through Qin Mu's mind.
Even if he had revealed part of his Law cultivation, it shouldn't have pushed the two of them into such desperation.. right?
Were they really prepared to fight to the death already?
Qin Mu didn't have time to think further. His left sword finger trembled slightly.
Swiss! Swiss!
