"Alright, I'll have a duel with you. If I win, I'll take the Nine Cauldrons. If I lose, we'll call it quits."
Tie Dan rolled his eyes at him,
"What did I just say? Listen to yourself. Does that make any sense? Who's the unreasonable one?"
The old Taoist chuckled,
"Alright, alright, if you win, I'll relinquish a great opportunity to you. How about that!"
"Guangxia Mountain Tie Dan! Please enlighten me!"
"Magu Mountain Qingluo! I am ready to learn!"
"Swish!"
"Whoosh!"
Tie Dan was not polite, a Lightning Sword thrust straight ahead!
After all, he knew that the Old Xuan Sect was the most formidable, always hiding their strength, and he had to be on high alert. A moment of carelessness could lead to a trap; how dared he underestimate them? He directly hurled the Chicken Rib Tripod, and his first strike was a finishing move!
Qingluo Laozu also fought in a traditional manner, meeting him with the Washing Sword Style!
