“Haha, say whatever you want. Anyhow, you have no path of retreat now. Let’s see who can hold out.” Nangong Ze coldly said while stabbing his blade into the ground.

“Who the hell do you think you are? If I had my blade with me, I would’ve killed you a long time ago. Yet, you dare to call yourself the strongest bladesman? Where did you get the guts to make that declaration?” Cang Yun looked at Nangong Ze with disdain in his eyes.

“You baldie!” Nangong Ze flew into a rage when he heard that.

“What are you looking at? Even if I’m bald, I’m still a lot more handsome than you. This means that you’re not even comparable to a monk like me!” Cang Yun smiled.

“Fuck!” Nangong Ze was on the verge of losing it because Cang Yun’s mouth was too vile.

“Calm down. He’s just putting on a strong front. He won’t be able to last for long, so there’s no need for you to be rash now. He won’t have any chance of escaping!” Ning Feng smiled, donned in his ancient armor.

“What are you smiling at? There’s nothing to be proud of when you dress yourself up like a green tortoise. Remove that armor if you have the guts and see how this daddy kills you!”...