Said leisurely.
Fury surged, although the fluctuation of Spiritual Energy wasn't intense, the energy flowing from the young man before me should be nearly comparable to mine.
"You dare to lecture me, take this!"
His head tilted backward.
The Ice Soul Claw was both a weapon and a Magic Treasure, very similar to the Demon-slaying Sword in Jiang Feng's hand. It's just that every inch longer is stronger, every inch shorter is more dangerous. To grab it by hand is already shocking enough, but An Xuan, the Outer Sect Steward, still didn't realize what kind of monster she was facing.
A large hand swung, twisting the joint and pushed forward to increase the distance, accepting the attack while shaking his head. Why do all the cultivators stationed in the border cities have such a temper?
