Zhang Xuan nearly fainted from anger.
He knew that the Dongxu Gourd was unreliable, but he had never thought that it would actually be such a blithering idiot!
I told you to devour the swords of those b*stards! Why did you swallow Elder Chou Huo's sword too?
He's a sword practitioner, and his greatest strength lies in his swordsmanship! How do you expect him to fight his opponents without a sword?
Peng peng peng peng!
Just as this thought formulated in his mind, the two black-robed Heavenly True Immortals began clashing with Elder Chou Huo once more.
Without a sword in his hand, Elder Chou Huo's fighting prowess was severely affected. Under the assault of those two, he was slowly falling into a disadvantageous position.
I need to hurry up and defeat this one so that I can back Elder Chou Huo, Zhang Xuan thought.
Knowing that he was pressed for time, he decided to ignore the Dongxu Gourd for the time being and drove the Tongshang Sword toward the black-robed expert before him.
