Su Qinghe looked at the two men in the arena, waved his hand to summon the Heaven Burying Sword back into his grip. At this moment, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and a cold sneer hung at the corners of his mouth, making him look like a soul-reaping emissary straight from hell.
"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Su Qinghe, even if it costs me my life today, I, Chixiao, will drag you down with me and leave you heavily wounded, and you won't survive either!"
Seeing that the combined efforts of six men could not kill Su Qinghe, a trace of desolate despair surfaced in Chixiao's eyes.
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