"What great thing can you do that this immortal cannot?" I frowned and glanced at the immortal who had spoken.
The middle-aged man immediately stood up and said through gritted teeth, "Have you never heard of Dao Immortal Fufeng? Do you dare come outside and test your skills?!"
"You? I don't even know the few people ahead of you, so why would I know you, ranked not far from me? What Fufeng Dao Immortal? Only weak grass bends in the wind!"
With a bang, the middle-aged man stomped the table to pieces and instantly reached out to grab me!
One of his hands was clad in an armored gauntlet. Its refinement was no small matter, so his strength should not have been weak!
However, I had no intention of giving him a chance to unleash his celestial phenomenon. I instantly drew the Sword of the Immortal-Greedy Stone, and with a ringing flash of speed, severed one of his arms!
The middle-aged man's armored arm fell to the ground. He screamed in agony, or perhaps because he felt humiliated, hurriedly held it in, and even planned to grab his arm back.
With a single flash, I severed his other arm as well. Then I stabbed my sword into the ground, lifted my wine, and took a sip. "Now that you have no hands, you aren't much different from a willow branch. You can bend in the wind now."
Knowing that the gap between their strengths was enormous, the middle-aged man immediately looked toward the immortals present and roared, "Fellow colleagues! Why are you still sitting there watching him act so arrogantly?!"
Seeing that this cannon had directly blasted the bird that stuck its head out, the group of immortals all dared not act rashly. Most of them were weaker than Fufeng