The same place.
Shen Xuan stood firm, as imposing as a mountain.
The sword light of Bishui Sword shot straight into the sky, vast and mighty.
In front of Shen Xuan.
The Water Purification Bottle soared out.
The mouth of the bottle spewed a huge column of water, spreading in all directions, transforming into waves of water mist.
Amidst the heavy pressure of dense demonic qi.
Shen Xuan not only did not retreat.
But instead, he was stirred with a sense of fervor.
Accustomed to enduring.
Always feeling somewhat unjust.
Originally, I was just here to watch the show.
Nangong Guang was relentless, gravely injuring the loose cultivator Tie Wenda.
Among them, there was certainly a reason for Tie Wenda's overestimation of his abilities.
But Nangong Guang, targeting Shen Xuan so directly, and launching a sneak attack, also roused his anger.
"If there must be a battle, then let it be!"
Shen Xuan thought to himself.
