But before Shen Gaoge could finish speaking, Xue An waved his hand, "No need to explain. Didn't I just say that the best end for a Sword Cultivator is to die under the sword, rather than surrender and concede? If you feel you still have the strength for a fight, by all means, try!"
As Xue An's indifferent words fell, the flames burning around him suddenly converged, forming a Giant Dragon hovering behind Xue An, coldly watching Shen Gaoge.
Such power made Shen Gaoge's face pale, but his eyes gradually shot out brilliant light.
"If you think I'm joking, you'd better think again!"
"No need to think, let's fight!" Xue An said lightly.
In reality, many present didn't understand what other tricks Shen Gaoge might still have.
His sword was already damaged, how could he fight this white-clothed youth?
This doubt lingered in many people's minds.
Seeming to respond to these doubts, Shen Gaoge took a deep breath and then slowly nodded.
