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"Frost Wind, Cold Rain!"
Li Fan turned his head and saw that on the ramparts of Shuofang City, Li Wugou, somehow having procured a jar of strong liquor, downed a jug and seemed to have recovered his spirits. He bellowed angrily and flung his twin swords. The treasured blades, mixed with a tempest of thunder, hail, and lightning, transformed into a blue dragon and a silver serpent, twining up to the sky and suddenly killing a scout. The body fell into the moat outside the city walls.
"I'm going to lend a hand! Be careful by yourself!" Li Wugou shouted as he soared into the skies with sword fighting.
Li Fan glanced over absentmindedly; the Blood Record Divine Sword still had plenty of strength, but he didn't have the time to care about that now. He then turned to the Blood Infant, who had eaten until its belly was round, and said,
"You go help too! No holding back!"
