"What are you two idiots doing? Stop it right now!"
Chen Nan moved like lightning, rushing between the two, blocking them from fighting: "So what if you're the reincarnations of the Taoist Ancestor? Why can't you live in peace? Does it have to end in a life-and-death confrontation?"
Zhao Han shook his head, looking at Chen Nan and said, "Good brother, you are also a cultivator, you should understand. If I can gain better talent, I won't give up."
Tao Zui also looked at Chen Nan, nodded, and said, "He's right. Brother Chen, please step aside."
"Today, only one of us will survive, there's no need for everyone to grieve." Zhao Han and Tao Zui exchanged a glance, seemingly understanding each other's inner thoughts, and transformed into streaks of light flying into the distance.
The life-and-death battle, they didn't want to conduct it in front of many friends.
Although Chen Nan was very concerned, he ultimately did not follow.
After all, such an outcome was too cruel.
