"In that case, let's attack together and quickly deal with this master and disciple pair before exploring the secret realm!"
Palm Fire Divine Lord stepped forward and spoke.
At this moment, Palm Fire Divine Lord was itching for everyone to attack together and wipe out Zhang Ziqiang.
After all, Zhang Ziqiang had genuinely beaten a psychological scar into him.
Zhang Ziqiang looked at Palm Fire Divine Lord as he spoke and sneered. "Looks like I didn't beat you hard enough back then. But since Master is going to make a move today, I'll let you off for now."
When Palm Fire Divine Lord heard Zhang Ziqiang's voice, his neck instinctively shrank back. But then he remembered that they outnumbered the enemy. What was there to fear?
Thus, Palm Fire Divine Lord snorted coldly at Zhang Ziqiang. "You two have obstructed all of us Eighth-Rank Dao Masters today. Do you really think you can still survive?"
"Palm Fire Divine Lord is absolutely right." Old Ancestor Yuanshan, who looked like a child, nodded in his aged voice.
"Indeed. Since this Li Zhōujūn is trying to obstruct all of us by himself, let's see whether he actually has the ability to do so!"
Qingfeng Dao Master spoke up as well.
The instant his voice fell, Qingfeng Dao Master struck first.
He merely swept out his broad sleeve, and nine tiny flying swords shot from his cuff. They made not the slightest sound, yet flew toward Li Zhōujūn at astonishing speed.
Although the flying swords were tiny, the cold gleam flashing from them seemed fully capable of splitting mountains and severing rivers.
Seeing Qingfeng Dao Master attack, Old Ancestor Yuanshan followed close behind. Although he looked like a child, he slammed his fist into the void, and a fist imprint as enormous as a