Chapter 201 - Seizing the Sword

Ling Xiaotian at this time also happened to notice Han Dazhuang's presence and suddenly said, "Damn, I wondered who it was. It turns out to be you, the dim-witted fool. What's the matter? Can't accept it? You brought a clown to stand up for you?"

Han Dazhuang angrily retorted, "Don't be arrogant, Ling Xiaotian. My brother-in-law said that you're just trash at the Postnatal Early Stage. You're nothing compared to his strength at the Postnatal Mid-Stage."

"Is Postnatal Mid-Stage supposed to be impressive?" Ling Xiaotian laughed scornfully, "Don't be fucking naive. Let me tell you, with this in my hand, even if you were at Postnatal Late Stage, you'd still have to kneel before me!"

As he spoke, he beckoned with his hand, and suddenly he was holding an object, a rustic longsword exuding a bone-chilling coldness.

Although he was three or four zhang away from Ling Xiaotian, Ye Haochuan could still feel the freezing air from the rustic longsword hitting him in the face.