Baili Heng naturally knew how powerful the weapon in his hand was, yet it had been easily severed by Shi Hao's treasured sword, stirring in him a strong greed.
"Give me the sword!" he demanded again.
Shi Hao couldn't help but laugh, "Are you out of your mind?"
How could someone say something so foolish?
Baili Heng snorted, "If you obey, you might be spared your life."
He was incredibly arrogant, even though he had clearly been at a disadvantage in the exchange of blows just moments before.
Shi Hao shook his head, having never encountered someone like this.
Raising his sword, boom, the Bipolar Sword immediately ignited into fierce flames, unleashing rolling heat waves.
"Since you're hellbent on seeking death, I'll oblige!" Baili Heng charged forward.
As Shi Hao's sword came down, Baili Heng did not dodge or evade, instead maintaining his palm strike stance, attacking Shi Hao.
Thump!