Northern River's Loose Cultivator sneered, "Shady fortune teller, do you really think that I'll go easy on you if you disguise yourself as Little Sixteen? Naive! Even if you disguise yourself as her, you'll just be a fake in my eyes. I'll by no means show you any mercy!"
"I didn't even think that much about it," Copper Trigram edition Su Clan's Sixteen said with a smile. "As long as this appearance can affect you a little, it is enough. In addition, can you stop talking rubbish now? Take out everything you have and come at me! Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you the opportunity to display your real strength."
"I was about to tell you the same." Northern River's Loose Cultivator raised both his hands, and a series of sword orbs flew out of his body.
