Chapter 1871: Drexel's Appearance_1

Since everyone had left, Ethan Smith had nothing more to fear.

As for the secret technique he mentioned to Frederick Cohen, it was just Ethan bluffing.

Faced with a Semi-Saint Realm cultivator, any so-called secret technique would be useless.

Hearing Ethan's words, the elderly man was stunned and then said with a gloomy face, "Little brat, are you playing me?"

"Yes, I'm playing you. What can you do? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Do you dare not kill me?" Ethan grinned and laughed.

The old man said with a dark face, "Shameless! Just beg for mercy and don't act like you're in the right!"

Ethan chuckled, "Cut the crap, old man. Today either you die, or I live!"

"Little bastard!"

It seemed that the elderly man was infuriated by Ethan. He waved his hand, and a terrifying aura mixed with Holy Power swept towards Ethan!

Of course, Ethan wouldn't just sit and wait for death. He roared, his Golden Light flourished, and he tried his best to punch and resist!