Chapter five hundred and forty-seven old wine in new bottles, changing soup but not dressing(2/2)
"When I wanted to leave, you stopped me and refused to let me go. You forced me to make another fortune telling."
"I thought you were going to ask how to save your daughter, but you asked about the outcome of a life-and-death fight with 'Nan Wuming and Northern Sword Master'. I said that the Sword Master only needs one sword to kill you, but you still don't believe it..."
"I'm so helpless when you're like this!"
"You obviously know, you have known everything a long time ago..."
Xiong Ba was filled with fear in his heart, but his beloved daughter died on the spot. He became even more angry and roared: "You didn't come to see me duel with the Sword Master today, but you came to see my Xiong Ba's joke, right?"
"Xiong Ba pretends to be calm. You have to have confidence in yourself. The Sword Master is much more valuable than you." Liao Wenjie pointed his swords together. In an instant, the blue light space spread out, and countless sword energy howled and filled the audience.
In less than three seconds, the space collapsed on its own, and the sword energy in the sky disappeared.
"Tsk, it really doesn't work. I'm not very qualified. I can't learn Sword Twenty-Three by just watching it once." Liao Wenjie sighed, causing everyone in the martial arts room to fall silent.
"Di Shitian, what exactly do you want to do?"
Xiong Ba asked coldly. The death of his beloved daughter had made his mind a little confused. He was no longer the foresighted and thoughtful hero.
Now he is unhappy with everyone and wants to quarrel with everyone he sees.
"Master Xiong, please be patient. I have always been a charlatan. I have always been and will be in the future. I have no ambition to fight for world hegemony. You don't need to be taboo with me..."
Chapter completed!