Final Battle (3)

"I can't believe that there are two idiots like you both are here. Did the Cloud Plucking Sect out of people? To send two seventh-level Flesh Refining cultivators to fight against both of us?" Xu Xin Cheng's subordinates, who were a pair of twins, said as they mocked both Lu Yi and Huo Zunjie.

"Idiots? This is the first time I've seen two ninth-level experts mocking people two levels below them as idiots. If we're idiots, then our master would be one too for letting us have two Precelestial Grade Heaven's Treasure to have fun with." Lu Yi replied.

The Copper Xuan Sword in his hand was unsheathed and sheathed repeatedly to annoy his enemies.

"Don't mind their word, you idiot. You see, this is why they're calling you an idiot. It's because you're always answering things that shouldn't be answered." Huo Zunjie used his sword to give Lu Yi a tap on his back.