"Hmph, Brother Jianchen, Old Devil Zhou wants to kill us. What do you think? You wouldn't abandon us just because of tomorrow's decisive battle, would you? If so, then leave now. The three of us can deal with Old Devil Zhou ourselves." Hua Shanling let out a cold snort and produced a sword made entirely of copper coins.
"That's right, Fellow Daoist Li. Fellow Daoist Yun may have acted rather dishonorably in this matter, but are we really going to let Old Devil Zhou lord it over us because of that? Could it be that we're all afraid of this demon?" the old man Duan Yuan'an said sarcastically.
Yun Tianji stared at Li Jianchen. Although he could not bear to lose face, matters had already come to this, and he had no way to step down. Could he really just give Zhou Old Devil a little tap? That blow would probably have to pierce his chest and kill him!
After hearing that, Li Jianchen gritted his teeth. "I came here to fight Zhou Ying to the death. You refused to listen to me. Since you won't even let me stop this, then deal with it yourselves!"
"Fine! Li Jianchen, your Qian-Kun Dao Sect doesn't even dare to stand up anymore? All right, then leave! Let's see who will still fear your Qian-Kun Dao Sect's Heavenly Punishment Dao Sword in the future!" Yun Tianji had completely fallen out with him, and in his anger, he began speaking without thinking.
Li Jianchen glared at him, flung his sleeve, and walked away! [Corrupted text.]
I let out a sigh of relief. When I looked toward Li Poxiao, the furrow between his brows had relaxed. He seemed to feel that if his own grandmaster truly fought this battle, it would be somewhat senseless as