Recruitment
編輯: Henyee Translations
Only now did Xiao Dong realize that he had been tricked by Ling Han, and his face involuntarily darkened.
He did not even know how he was supposed to describe Ling Han.
The latter had deliberately misreported his identity, obviously not wanting to become a target of the Xiao Clan. This was a display of weakness. But just how outrageously brazen was he to publicly deceive a Dividing Soul Tier elite?
"Humph, you actually dare to trick me!" He glared at Ling Han. Instantly, two iron swords leaped out of his eyes, slashing out towards Ling Han at an incredibly fast speed.
This was the overwhelming advantage of two major tiers, what more when the gap between Celestial level and Immortal level was as wide as the gap between heaven and earth; how was Ling Han supposed to block this?