"Scruffy old priest!"
Duanmu Huai came crashing down from the sky, bringing the warhammer in his hand down hard toward the old man.
Seeing Duanmu Huai appear, the old man's expression turned grim. Dozens of flying swords swiftly spread out around him, forming a shield before him.
Duanmu Huai, however, did not hesitate in the slightest and smashed straight through the flying-sword barrier.
The old man quickly retreated, once again putting some distance between himself and Duanmu Huai.
"You dare lay a hand on my people? You must be tired of living! You stinking ox-nose!"
Duanmu Huai hefted the warhammer over his shoulder and stared coldly at the old man before him.
He had been busy setting off fireworks just now.
What Duanmu Huai had not expected was that before he could set off his own fireworks, Tamaki Iroha had set off a huge one for him instead.
Duanmu Huai immediately realized something had happened.
He hurriedly blasted his way through that damned place, and after confirming that everything inside had been completely purified by the flames, he rushed back.
Hey, and what did he find? This stinking ox-nose was chasing and beating up one of his own people?
With Duanmu Huai's temper, how could he possibly stand for that?
I just learned this grappling technique. Am I supposed to swallow this humiliation?
"I am Dugu, the Immortal Sword Sect Leader."
The old man held a sword in one hand and stared coldly at Duanmu Huai and the others as he spoke.
Clearly, he was extremely wary of this group as well.
"I happened to pass through this place and sensed the aura of evil demons and monsters, so I came to investigate."
"I saw that demon..."
As he spoke, the old man shot Kigara a glance.
She responded without