The sound exploded into the alley next to the street: "Look, those subtle sword energy are just small bugs made by humans. In the face of the power of magic, such defense is completely useless..."

"Don't say it in such a disgusting way, brother Qingshan!" Qian Zhihe, holding the staff, then trotted to the back of the others: "Besides, I am the only magician now..."

"It's okay, isn't it me?" Duan Qing pointed to the flaming sword in his hand: "And... uh, can you attack with magic?"

"Do you think I look like someone who can attack with magic?" Duan Shanhe then curled his lips disdainfully: "People in the world never rely on magic to fight. We..."

"You idiots!"

Shouts full of anger then erupted from the dark depths of the alley, and at the same time, countless sharp sword energy mixed with white light erupted: "You have angered me!"

"So what if I piss you off? We've already seen through your true identity." Duan Shanhe waved his fists one after another, took two steps forward, and then assumed a fighting stance again: "Unless you have anything else to do.

The skills you haven't used yet, otherwise... I would have been able to beat you up when you were so arrogant!"

"You want to see how powerful I really am? Very good!" Luotu, whose whole body was burning with white sword energy, staggered out of the alley: "Just wait, I will be satisfied soon... uh."

The aura that filled the sky slowly faded away, and at the same time, a look of surprise appeared on Luo Tu's face. Choking on his words, he then lowered his head, and then used the tip of the dagger he saw along with the white light he turned into.
Chapter completed!