Luo Qingyao was surprised, "You calculated even this?"
The Daoist was internally shocked, "Are you kidding? How could you be a Foundation Establishment Golden Core, you're clearly a Great Sword Immortal! A Great Sword Immortal not even fifty years old!"
Immediately afterwards, he realized this, his pupils shrinking, and his whole being leapt up, transforming into a streak of light, breaking through the Daoist Temple and fleeing directly from the place.
Sword patterns flashed through Luo Qingyao's eyes, with a shadow of dark green appearing at the corners.
A flying sword shot out from her brow, tracing the route on which the Daoist fled.
The flying sword was incredibly fast, instantly reaching the Daoist's back, and with one more intense tremor, it accelerated again, piercing straight through his shoulder. The Daoist gritted his teeth, deeply shocked in his heart, "So strong! Is this the Immaculate Sword Body? Damn it! It's not yet time to reveal myself!"
