“Looks like you just won’t commit suicide.” Li Qiye looked disapprovingly at the saint: “Then get ready, survive one move and I’ll spare your life.”

The saint’s eyes were brimming with fury. Though he wasn’t a peerless expert, he was quite accomplished on the dao of the sword.

Even the Eternals back in his kingdom didn’t dare to look down on him or talk about taking his life with a single move.

Li Qiye who seems to be a cripple dared to mock him like this? He couldn’t handle this humiliating insult.

“I see, I see!” The sword saint laughed wildly in response and sarcastically...