C1851 Xiaoyaoxianzun(3)

It seemed like there were countless versions of Xiaoyaoxianzun, and no matter how many times he was struck down, he just kept coming back.

“Afraid of dying, huh?” Xiaoyaoxianzun said with a calm demeanor, smiling. “But I’m not afraid of death!”

“If you’re willing, Wutian, go ahead and try! I’ll let you strike me down ten times!”

That was the confidence of Xiaoyaoxianzun