"But the Evil Monarch himself, able to command a group of wicked beings, must possess exceptional magic power."
Fang Xi couldn't help but remind the group of youngsters as he looked at them.
"Heh heh, we, as a group of Immortals, have gathered here; the Demon Path clowns are merely waiting to surrender... Mr. Fang, if you are afraid, it would be best to hide aside when the time comes and cheer us on," said Jian Caifei, the 'Flying Dragon Sword', unable to restrain his mockery.
"Exactly... Look at that magic weapon in his hand, it's so crude it's not even worthy of being called a Flying Sword."
The young Prime Taoists of Ban Shan Dao, knowing that 'Flying Dragon Sword' Jian Caifei was the most outstanding among their group of young Sword Immortals, already had the intention to curry favor and joined in the jeering.
"Hmph."
