If I Kill Him, My Junior Sister Will Be A Widow

Although he was addicted to talking, it was not good to be beaten up.

With a bang, the spiritual light around Li Zhongjing shattered and he was sent flying.

Zhu Guangshou, dressed in a long robe, held a dark golden horsetail whisk in his hand. It scattered thousands of golden lights, chasing after Li Zhongjing, who was flying backward.

If this golden light hit, Li Zhongjing would either die or shed his skin.

Han Muye shook his head.

Li Zhongjing's cultivation was actually higher than Zhu Guangshou and Wu Yazi. It was just that he was fully focused on alchemy and his combat level was unsatisfactory.

"Clang—"

The long sword hidden in the Infinite Unity Sword Case on his back was unsheathed, and the sword light instantly slashed out.

As if tearing a cloth, Zhu Guangshou's horsetail whisk shattered into countless threads.

Zhu Guangshou, who was imposing, paled and retreated several steps.