"Pretty alert, huh? Do yourself a favor! Hand over your storage bag!"
"I'll make it quick for you!"
As soon as Chang'sheng finished speaking, a tall, skinny middle-aged cultivator with a sinister look, dressed in a blue robe and wielding a middle grade steel fork magical artifact, strode up from thirty yards away.
The corners of his mouth curled into a cold-blooded smirk.
He looked like he had Chang'sheng all figured out.
Magical power surged around the steel fork in his hand, glowing with deadly intent.
"Die!"
A murderous glint flashed in Chang'sheng's eyes. He flicked his wrist and sent an egg-sized fireball straight into the chest of the steel fork-wielding cultivator!
In an instant, the man's upper body caught fire, flames roaring across his robes!
"Aargh!!"
The middle-aged cultivator howled in pain, eyes bulging in terror. "Y-you... your cultivation!"
He hadn't expected this.
This guy wasn't actually the Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer he appeared to be!
