This moment of confrontation between the two of them was like the collision of two turbulent rivers, stirring up monstrous waves and thousands of sprays.
This further destroyed the protective array near the Ancestral Master Hall. After a series of confrontations, Li Xuan retreated a few dozen feet, settled in the courtyard, and then, with the help of an elixir, was forcefully repairing the shattered muscles, bones, and meridians within his body.
Li Zhetian also retreated to about thirty feet away, inserting a three-inch-long silver needle into his body to stabilize the injuries that were gradually being triggered inside him.
He looked at Li Xuan with a smile on his face: "If this is the extent of your ability, then I advise you to give up, for I will be the inescapable nemesis in your dreams."
Li Zhetian also noticed that several pieces of flesh and blood had appeared around them. Behind him stood several people, all of whom were injured with weakened vitality.
