"Tang Shaoyang, won't you surrender?"
Jiang Xiaobai fought with increasing bravery, like a Heavenly God descending to earth. That night, he had defeated several of Tang Shaoyang's senior brothers, and was at the peak of his prowess. During this period, due to his collaboration with the Nine-tailed Fox in practicing the Yin Yang Rebirth Skill, his cultivation had improved rapidly. Although Tang Shaoyang had become a disciple of the Ghost Sect and his cultivation had also increased, there was always a gap compared to Jiang Xiaobai.
Tang Shaoyang's left arm was struck by the Fierce Sun Sword, and his entire left arm had caught fire, with burnt flesh emitting a ghastly stench.
"I kindly saved you, yet you repay kindness with ingratitude, thinking a few ghost claws could take me down?" Jiang Xiaobai sneered at Tang Shaoyang.
