There was no use in keeping it.
When the young man saw the copper coin appear, his face turned even paler.
However, he still gritted his teeth and continued to persevere.
The copper coin brought along the strong wind as it quickly approached.
Just as the young man was about to disappear, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Lord Xu, please hold back!"
This voice was very familiar. He had heard it not long ago.
Xu Bai let go of Ghost Head Blade and took a step back. He looked at the newcomer and said in an unfriendly tone,""Ji Xiaoshan, I'll give you a chance to organize your words. If I'm not satisfied, then the two of you can leave."
His words were filled with killing intent.
Xiao Shan, the young master of the Jiqiao Pavilion, was about to speak when he heard Xu Bai's words. His face turned pale.
