The crimson sword blade reflected our terrified faces. I had never seen such pure murderous intent; it felt like thick, viscous venom wrapping tightly around us.
"Did you really think that getting your hands on the Ancient Divine Artifact would allow you to escape my grasp?" The Black-Robed Person let out a sinister laugh. "Hand over the Chixiao Sword obediently, and I might consider giving you a quick and painless death!"
"In your dreams!" Qu Chen pulled me behind him, drawing his longsword from its scabbard and pointing it straight at the Black-Robed Person. "Today, we fight you to the death!"
Chapter 134