"Insignificant ants..."
Wuxian did not take the Glazed Sword Peng seriously at all. His suction force abruptly transformed into a claw, slashing straight at the Sword Peng.
He intended to tear the latter to pieces.
In that instant... whoosh.
Ling Liaoyuan suddenly flashed onto the Glazed Sword Peng's head, pouring all the true energy in his body into it. In the blink of an eye, rider and mount became one.
Having been together for tens of thousands of years, they had long been able to merge as one.
Drawing upon all the Glazed Sword Peng's demonic and devilish power, Ling Liaoyuan unleashed a sword strike...
Bang!
He forcibly blocked Wuxian's claw thrust, yet even so, he spat out a "Pwah!" as man and beast were sent flying backward.
Only after retreating a great distance did they force themselves to a stop.
Blood seeped from the corner of Ling Liaoyuan's mouth...
He gently wiped away the blood, then looked up and said, "Lord Wuxian, please listen to my explanation."
Wuxian's gaze pierced straight through Ling Liaoyuan...
"You just broke through, yet you can already block my attack. Your Extreme Prison Stage seems to have become quite remarkable. And this Glazed Sword Peng of yours has actually become an existence with the Extreme Prison Stage as well."
"What is going on?"
At this moment...
A strong suspicion arose in Wuxian's heart. The man and beast before him had exceeded his expectations; they should not have been this way.
Even if the trash Emperor from the Spirit Seal Realm merged with his mount, he should still have been inferior to a single one of Wuxian's fingers.
In response...
Ling Liaoyuan immediately said, "My three lords, please remain calm. I will explain everything clearly to you."
He still wanted to stall for time. Earlier,