"Since that's the case, prepare to die." I waved a hand, and the nine Thunderfire Nails immediately shot toward the female immortal. She gave a disdainful smile and promptly launched her flying knife. The fat man looked wary and shouted, "Careful! This brat's nine little swords are rather strange. They can render all treasures ineffective!"
The female immortal looked surprised and hurriedly gestured elsewhere with her sword fingers. Under the control of the vein patterns, the flying knife turned in a circle before shooting toward me from another angle!
I chuckled. I wasn't afraid of this female immortal turning; I was afraid she would charge straight at me. My Thunderfire Nails immediately spread out. Some pursued and sealed off the flying knife, while the rest flew toward the female immortal!
At that moment, Pan Shu also controlled the Thick-Arm Sword to continue attacking the fat man. How could the fat man possibly defeat the Thick-Arm Sword in its current state? He hurriedly retreated while fleeing and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Feng, I'll go join Old Immortal Zeng. I'll come back shortly to kill this Pan Shu and help Sword Venerable Mo reclaim the title of number one immortal under heaven!"
"You!" When the female immortal saw the fat man trying to run, she was so furious that she rolled her eyes. But she couldn't spare any attention now and could only brace herself and continue battling me.
"Keep your eyes on me. Stop looking this way and that!" I sneered. While using the lightning-and-fire web of the Thunderfire Nails to seal off the flying knife, I cut off the female immortal's path ahead. As for Pan Shu, she could no longer be bothered to kill the fat man and directly redirected the Thick-Arm Sword to coil toward the female immortal!
"Brat,