บท 17: Chapter 17: The Power of the Sword Technique

On the official road a hundred meters outside of Emerald Feather City, a group of people in black appeared, surrounding Shi Xiaole.

"Kid, if you obediently hand over the martial arts secrets on you, I might consider leaving you with a whole corpse."

The Life-Seeking Demon God said with a confident grin, stroking his fingers.

Twenty or so days ago, he could have easily killed him and this time would be no exception. Unless the sun rose from the west, the Life-Seeking Demon God refused to believe that Shi Xiaole could escape death a second time.

"A whole corpse? Don't be too confident, you might miss a step and fall straight to hell."

Shi Xiaole's grip on the blade tightened, his muscles tensed up.

"Hahaha! You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. I suddenly feel that killing you directly is a waste. I hate your fearless face."

The Life-Seeking Demon God steadily approached. When the two were only ten meters apart, he exerted all his power and threw a fierce palm strike.