"Evil God, how ruthless you are!"
"Senior, are you surprised to see three old acquaintances?"
With a smile that was not quite a smile, Xiao Zheng looked at Qin Batian and teased, "On this auspicious birthday, this junior presents you with a couplet as a token of my respect. The first line reads: A thousand miles to deliver a head; the second line reads: The gift is light but the sentiment is heavy; the horizontal scroll reads: Old Immortal!"
"Pfft..."
Qin Batian only felt a mountain-shattering force within him, a sweetness in his throat, and he spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, pointing at Xiao Zheng tremblingly, with hatred filling the sky.
"Disciples of the Thieves Sect, heed my command, flay these three alive, a thousand cuts!"
"Bang Bang!"
Faced with encirclement, Titan and Long Qie slammed down a giant hammer and a pitch-black battle-axe onto the ground with tremendous force, imposing without anger.