Almost instantly, the old magician's fingers were cut off, Li Guanyi kicked the elder flying, grabbed a bamboo stick nearby, fiercely tossed it, and nailed the old man to the wall; he spat blood from his mouth, his breath weak. Li Guanyi had emerged from the Great Massacre, having once survived a city's lockdown.
The frequency and intensity of his fighting were completely beyond what the old magician could match.
In a brief exchange, with full strength unleashed, one died, and one severely injured.
The youth raised his hand to grab the Pine Pattern Sword radiating a red glow.
On the sword's body, the light of the Chi Xiao Sword changed.
The Divine Weapon of the Red Emperor, even though the Red Emperor had passed, still longed to protect his people.
Li Guanyi reached out, dragging the old magician out, and through gritted teeth, the young man's voice came forth, "Where's the child..."
The old magician still had a breath left: "You said, you wouldn't kill me."
