Jiang Dali's figure, emitting a brilliant golden light, flew high and landed on the opposite higher roof eave, locking his Qi mechanism onto Zhu Wushi, with the scarlet Sword Radiance of the Ling Shuang Sword flashing, ready to launch a fiercer attack at any time.
Zhu Wushi, with his tiger eyes shining, stared at Jiang Dali's ragged but sturdy figure and said with a faint smile, "Brother Jiang, having fought till this point, you should understand that continuing the fight will certainly lead to your defeat.
Your current strength is indeed formidable, but unfortunately, I have a Divine Weapon for protection. Unless you can shatter the Divine Weapon Heavenly Fury, you cannot harm me at all. And how long do you think you can sustain yourself in this state?
You can't defeat me, so why not consider the conditions I previously offered?"
