The Mad Taoist cast his gaze to the sky: "It seems that this Heavenly Dao is truly incomplete. Li Dapao pointed at the nose of Heavenly Dao, cursing its ancestors for eighteen generations, and yet the Heavenly Dao did not hear. Venerable Wu Liang Shou, this is really not a good sign..."
Li Qianzong looked at the sky and shrank his neck.
Just a moment ago, in a fit of anger, he feared nothing. But now, thinking back, he seemed a bit apprehensive...
Lin Xiaosu laughed heartily: "Senior Li, remember the contents of the treaty clearly, strike with all your might! If you let anyone cross the border, then you violate the words 'with all your might,' and you will still suffer the consequences."
"Scram!" Li Qianzong exhaled forcefully, a wave of air like a tide blowing the Mad Taoist and Lin Xiaosu hundreds of miles away...
In the blink of an eye, the two returned to the original battlefield.
The battlefield had already been cleaned up.
