Sheng Xiao rushed out from the debris. He and Black Qing Sky Dragon were split into two once again. They descended from the sky with a sword in one hand.
Sheng Xiao stood upside down on top of Xuanyuan Chen. The tip of his sword was three inches above Xuanyuan Chen's head. He looked at Xuanyuan Chen coldly.
Xuanyuan Chen subconsciously knelt down. He slowly raised his head and saw the sword hanging above his head, as well as the cold eyes of the sword wielder. His breathing instantly became hurried.
"Senior, Senior Sheng, I-I lost." Xuanyuan Chen had the feeling that Sheng Xiao would behead him if he did not admit defeat.
"Tell your master, Xuanyuan Shen, that if he dares to take revenge on Yu Huang, I will kill the number one genius of the Xuanyuan clan!" Sheng Xiao put away his sword and flew out of the ring on his sword.
Xuanyuan Chen watched him fly away with a bitter expression.
Was this how Sheng Xiao was really like?
