He Pingsheng was so angered by the fellow that he laughed.
"You're certainly brazen. You don't even bother finding an excuse!"
Daoist Fire Dragon looked utterly serious. "Why would I need an excuse?"
"In this Immortal Realm, strength reigns supreme!"
"Only the strong deserve wealth and women!"
"I've never seen such a beauty in all my life. You, brat, have low cultivation, a lowly background, and an ugly face!"
"You don't deserve her!"
"I'm in a good mood right now, so I'll give you another three breaths!"
"Hand over your Heavenly Dao Slave Mark at once. If you don't, I'll kill you as soon as those three breaths are up!"
He Pingsheng folded his arms, a mocking smile on his face.
But he did not attack. Instead, he secretly sent Wen Buwan a voice transmission. "Buwan..."
"This fellow's cultivation isn't high, and he won't try to kill you!"
"He's just right for testing your combat strength!"
"Believe in yourself. You can do it!"
"I'll step in at the critical moment!"
"Don't use Immortal Talismans!"
After hearing He Pingsheng's words, Wen Buwan nodded gently, then stepped forward to stand in front of him.
An immense aura erupted from her.
"Hahahaha..." Daoist Fire Dragon roared with laughter. "So you're a turtle hiding its head behind a woman!"
"Fine!"
"Then I'll subdue this woman first today, and settle accounts with you afterward!"
While he was still speaking, Wen Buwan's attack had already arrived.
A slender, emerald-green soft whip suddenly appeared in the void.
At first, the soft whip was only a few dozen feet long, but as Wen Buwan flicked it lightly across the sky, it stretched hundreds of thousands of feet, then lashed down viciously at the man's head.
A single strike sealed the void and froze time!
Although Fire Dragon's cultivation