High in the sky.
Chen Daoxuan and Jiang Zuyi looked at each other across the air, and an invisible aura surged between the two of them.
"Gulp."
Chen Fusheng, who was standing at the side, felt the pressure from the terrifying aura and swallowed his saliva unconsciously.
"You white-headed fool, you still dare to dream of Cangzhou?" Chen Daoxuan sneered."
Hearing this, Jiang Zu's face trembled slightly. He raised his head and said,""This is your answer?"
Chen Daoxuan spoke again. He opened his mouth and spat out the Flying Snow and Shadow Sword. Then, with a flash of white light, his entire body was wrapped in green spiritual armor.
" Fourth level superior-grade ling armor!"
Jiang Zuyi's pupils constricted slightly." Is this the confidence you have to resist this old man?"
