Chapter 3951

Lourain frowned. He absolutely hated people who spoke that way, saying it was an honor to die for their technique. They spoke as if they were much better than others. The flames around the phoenix burned brighter and brighter, and it was as though the flames could melt a whole mountain. Fane quickly started to form seals with his hands, and about 50 Soul Swords merged into one. When Chapman saw Fane attacking, he scoffed in disdain. "My technique is at the intermediate ultimate god rank, and I've mastered it to the first state. I'm close to the second stage as well. I'm someone who's considered strong even among warriors that are above average. I'm not a small fry that you can stand up to!" Those words did not even stir Fane's heart. It was as if the man had just let out a fart. He pushed forward, and the Soul Sword suddenly swung forward. Chapman grasped his sword with both his hands and swung down at Fane's head. The phoenix dancing in the air let out another cry. Its fire-coat