Of course, Liam couldn't stand still and let others chop him. The frost blade was not unsheathed, and the sword wind mixed with broken ice had swept out, forcefully knocking away the opponent's involuntary sword attack.
He looked over in confusion and annoyance, intending to see if there was such a big hole in He Fangsheng's mind.
However, when Liam saw the person clearly, he suddenly fell silent - the person was one of the two Yuanshen cultivators who followed the playboy that day.
So...what is the origin of that trash on the flying carriage?
Zhuang Nanxi was still holding his fist in front of his chest in salute before he could put it down when he encountered such an unexpected incident. He was stunned for a moment and asked: "Sir...Sir, what's going on?"
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