"Indeed you have some means, no wonder Nie Feng met his demise under your sword!"
Xiong Ba looked at Li Chen with a gaze of disdain, seemingly smiling yet not.
Li Chen flicked his sword and let out a long roar, responding coldly, "Do you believe that you will also meet your demise under my sword?"
Upon hearing such arrogant words from Li Chen, Xiong Ba immediately became furious.
"Humph, Li Chen, I admit your talent is extremely monstrous, even the Holy Son Jackal from Greedy Wolf Hall would be hard-pressed to match you. But if you think that alone is enough to kill me, Xiong Ba, you are gravely mistaken!"
"Today, I'll let you witness the true Divine Skills of Xiong Ba!"
With these words filled with killing intent still lingering in the void, Xiong Ba raised one hand to the wind and the other to the clouds.
The wind and clouds suddenly converged, coalescing to manifest endless magical aspects, and blasted towards Li Chen.
