Looking at the huge fire column rising in front of them, Jiang Xiaobai and the others were shocked. They didn't expect this little boy wanted to kill everyone.
"Han Xuguang, today is your last day!"
With a cold shout, Jiang Xiaobai suddenly soared into the sky and floated in the air. He looked down at Han Xuguang with a cold face full of killing intent.
"Ha-ha, Jiang Xiaobai, do you think you can kill me with your strength in the Taoist realm? Are you daydreaming?" Han Xuguang raised his head and burst into laughter, his eyes full of mockery.
At this time, Han Xuguang's voice was not as old as before, but a little more childish. Jiang Xiaobai looked at that boy, only to find that the boy did not open his mouth. The voice came from the mouth of Han Xuguang.
"Bang!"
Jiang Xiaobai ignored him. He tiptoed to the ground, sprang up, and lunged at the boy.
"Go to hell!"
Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai took the initiative to attack, Han Xuguang sneered and threw a punch at Jiang Xiaobai.