The moment he spoke, disaster struck!
Behind Chen Qing, the lid of a large wooden crate, which had been sitting in a corner of the deck, suddenly burst open!
A flash of a saber, infused with chilling True Qi, silent yet swift as lightning, slashed straight for the vital point on the back of Chen Qing's neck!
Where the saber's light passed, the air itself seemed to freeze. This was clearly a Treasure Saber of extraordinary quality!
At the same time, all pretense vanished from the face of Wang Zhenshan, who was blocking the cabin door, leaving only a savage killing intent.
The True Qi in his palms erupted, carrying a scorching heatwave as he viciously struck at Chen Qing's chest!
A pincer attack from front and back! A death trap had been sprung!
"You little bastard! You ruined my plans! Now die!" Wang Zhenshan roared.
