"Die!"
Mo Tao roared furiously, his figure swiftly charging toward Wang Hao with the agility of a slithering python.
Meanwhile, Mo Tao's dagger transformed into countless ethereal shadows, stabbing at vital spots such as Wang Hao's neck, brow, and heart, causing the onlookers to shiver with fear.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, a sword light flashed, and the clear sound of sword ringing sudden echoed through the entire area.
Wang Hao held the Heavenly Demon Giant Sword, bursting with dazzling thunder light.
In that instant, the gaze of the onlookers shifted slightly, as Wang Hao appeared like an unsheathed sharp sword, his aura nowhere less imposing than that of Martial Venerable Mo Tao.
But the next second, the onlookers began to sigh once again.
"This Wang Xiaobai is definitely an extraordinary genius, but he's too arrogant."
"Exactly, does he really think he's invincible just because he has the inheritance of the ancient gods?"
