Li Tian lowered his body, and the man in white's huge steel fan swept across his chest. His clothes were torn, and at the same time, a gust of wind from his palm came from the side.
"I told you he's not easy to deal with!"
Li Tian laughed bitterly in his heart. However, the battle had only just begun, and half an hour was still far from over.
"Ha!"
Li Tian's waist suddenly exerted force, and his body flipped 360 degrees in the air. The immortal sword in his hand drew a semicircle and slashed at the woman in green.
"Butterfly Dance!"
The lady in green's palm force was cut off in the air, but she shouted and several butterfly knives in her hand came out to meet it.
Li Tian's body was still in the air, and the sword light had not dissipated yet. Several butterfly knives were like butterflies spreading their wings, flashing through the air waves and directly reaching his eyes.
