rbing the primordial spirit essence of the ninth-order snow demon bear, although due to the limitation of his cultivation realm, Lu Xiaoteng was still slightly inferior to a real ninth-order monster b..."A few ironwood thistles What use are they to stop us" Before Ziyue Zhenwu had awakened, Lian Yue's eagerness to prove himself had already caused Lu Xia Tian displeasure. At this moment, eager to make a show of strength, before anyone else could act, Lian Yue drew his sword and slashed at the ironwood thistles with several swift strikes.

Here we go...

The flying sword struck the ironwood thorns, producing a sound like metal clashing against stone. With one strike, it could only cleave through two or three of the ironwood thorns.

The faces of the crowd changed. While a few ironwood caltrops weren't very powerful, further away, shadows came crashing down in droves.

Please note: I translated "ater, rippled with shimmering layers. 。Lu Wu's golden silkworm whip flashed into the black area, slicing in like a sharp blade. 。Lu Xia Tian reached out his hand and gently patted, sending out ripples...