"Do you still have the strength to fight?"
Having punched to death the Sword Bearer of Heaven's Will, An Jing turned his head around. Even with the Lone Moon Divine Sword, whose Sharpness was unparalleled and capable of piercing through nearly all Protective Gang Qi, stuck in his chest, he still managed to speak out loud, his voice shaking the heavens and earth: "If you want to fight, I can still keep you company!"
"If you can't fight..."
The tone of his voice took a turn, and An Jing's words instantly became cold and cruel, filled with murderous and bloody intent: "Then you'll all have to die!"
Silence.
An Jing's words were not only directed at those few who had taken action against him just moments ago, but also at all the intelligence agents and spies from all sides scattered across the mountains and wilderness, whose targets were him.
