Wang Ruoxie looked at Leng Ao coldly. This man had provoked him time and again, even going so far as to devise ways to put him to death. Naturally, Wang Ruoxie would not let such a person off easily.
"Between you and me, there is no deep-seated hatred, but you have repeatedly provoked me, even trying to manipulate Shao Yongyuan to ruthlessly attack me. Given that, I can't let you go today."
Wang Ruoxie spoke these words indifferently.
"You dare to kill me?"
Feeling the chilling murder intent emanating from Wang Ruoxie's body, Leng Ao's heart trembled violently.
With Wang Ruoxie's current power, he had no strength to resist at all.
"Why wouldn't I dare?"
Wang Ruoxie sneered, then slowly raised the longsword in his hand, pointing it at Leng Ao's forehead.
The sharp Sword Qi flickered and surged; just half an inch forward, it would pierce through Leng Ao's head.
