However, after looking around, his eyes finally fell on the bottom of the bed.
Li Tian clapped his hands as if they were covered in a thick layer of dust.
"You ... You ... What are you doing here?"
Nianhua pointed at Li Tian's nose, his face pale with anger.
"Why can't I be here? I'm a guest invited by your Saint ..."
Before Li Tian could finish his sentence, a sharp sword Qi was directed at him.
The long sword in flower-pinching's hand moved quickly, and the beams of the house trembled from the sword Qi.
Kun Peng heaven ripping hand!
Flower-picking, crossing the seventh stage of tribulation, this realm was simply a piece of cake for Li Tian.
His five fingers formed a claw, and a red-gold light flew out in the air. The sharp sword Qi was instantly forced to retreat a few steps.
Bang!
In the next moment, the red sword Qi was torn into pieces by the Golden claws, leaving only red spiritual energy stars in the air.
