Chapter 65 Giant Beast Attack_1

The odds of victory for both sides were roughly forty-sixty.

Ling Xiao had a forty percent chance, while his adversary had sixty percent.

Of course, this was just an assessment of their apparent strengths. In actual combat, he felt his chances of winning were even greater.

After all, possessing the Mountain and River Martial Soul gave him an enormous advantage.

"You may be sharp-tongued and quick-witted, thief, but today you won't escape death! Even though your strength is close to the peak of the Martial Meridian Fourth Level, and your Flying Sword's attack has reached the power of a Peak Fifth Level Martial Pulse, you must still die!"

The man in the black kerchief talked tough, but he made no move.

Ling Xiao knew what he was wary of.

He dreaded Ling Xiao's Flying Sword.

The man in the black kerchief was well aware that the greatest threat to him was that unpredictable Flying Sword.

"Since I'm about to die anyway, can you tell me who it is that wants me dead?"