Could It Be That You're the One?

Zing!

The dragon charged toward its target, about to burn everything to ashes. With 300,000 combat power at hand, it could fight with an elite with later phase of Ethereal cultivation.

The razor claws looked as if it could slash through the shackles of time and space and in a swift moment, had already appeared before Chen Xiaobei, seconds away from decapitating his head from his neck.

"You f*cking pervert! You really don't plan to kneel down?!"

Ling Qingfeng's glare was like an ice-cold blade; but at the very last second, that iciness thawed a little.

Perhaps she had not wanted to kill Chen Xiaobei; maybe she was just trying to put the fear of God into him so that he would kneel down and admit defeat.

Clearly, it was easier to kill him than get him to kneel down!

"Swallow all Four Seas!"

Of course, Chen Xiaobei would not just stand there like a sitting duck. He was already rousing his Witch Dragon Blood.

Fwaaaaa…