Yang Jian flashed in the air and appeared behind Ao Cunxin, wrapping his arms around her waist and retreating two steps on the ground.
Ao Cunxin quickly asked with concern, "Second brother, how are you?"
Yang Jian shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"
Looking up at the figure in the sky flashing with thunderbolt, his heart was filled with reluctance. Why? Why can't I defeat him yet?
...
Far away on a mountain peak, the lean True Man Yuding stood holding an Immortal Sword, his gaze fixed in the direction of Taoshan, lamenting that Yang Jian's training time had been too short. Even with astonishing talent, time was needed to grow.
True Man Yuding picked up the Immortal Slaying Sword, about to make a move, when he suddenly paused and looked up at the sky.
A streak of light passed through the sky, shooting towards Marshal Tianpeng. The Nine-toothed Nail Rake moved immediately to block in front of Marshal Tianpeng.
