"Get lost, get away from me!"
The female disciple wasn't stupid—she realized she'd just been harassed by Cao De, and, raging, she kicked him hard, sending him flying. He skidded across the ground nearly thirty feet before regaining his balance.
"A dog biting Lu Dongbin—can't even recognize a good person when you see one!"
Cao De wasn't angry at all; instead, a grin played at the corners of his mouth.
He thought back to that moment of warmth just now—man, it felt damn good inside.
"Wang Chonglou, is that all you've got?"
Zhao Fuhu saw that even Wang Chonglou's full-force strike couldn't do anything to him, and he got even more arrogant.
Over half the thousand sword auras in front of him had already been shattered by his Celestial Thunder.
"Don't get cocky!"
Ling Yue saw that Wang Chonglou couldn't handle Zhao Fuhu for now. With a sharp cry, she leapt into the fight herself.
She slashed out streak after streak of sword qi, aiming straight for Zhao Fuhu.
