With a low shout, Wang Baocai saw who was attacking the two girls.
His heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself, this is not good.
Unfortunately, Xuan Lingzi had already launched his attack. The old man raised his palm, and streams of sword qi gathered around his body. Then, he moved his finger lightly.
These sword qi, which were emitting a sharp aura, struck toward Wang Baocai, the fatty.
Seeing that the sword qi was coming toward him, Wang Baocai felt his scalp go numb. He could not help but think, 'is there any use in apologizing now?'
It should probably be useless. Who asked him to make the first move?
Therefore, he gritted his teeth and used a spell to block it.
"Flame Shattering Palm!"
Wang Baocai shouted in a low voice. His gaze was extremely sharp and his palm was burning with hot flames. Then, he struck out with his palm.
