Xuan Zhi sprayed again.
He aimed his spray at that idiot Luo Yao, but that fool Xuan Qing thought the spray was meant for him.
Xuan Qing's face alternated between green and white as he shouted, "You talk nicely, but what difference is there between you and a running dog? You barbarians can't take down the four Immortal Domains, and that's just your pitiful skill that can't stand the spotlight!"
"Hahahaha!" Luo Yao was infuriated to the point of laughing, flying closer and yelling, "Is it pitiful skill? I, with this pitiful skill, challenge you! Dare you fight, you almighty Xuan Qing?"
Pa-pa-pa!
Xuan Zhi clapped his hands with hope on his face, calling out, "Go, Young Master Qing!"
Xuan Qing almost spat out old blood.
Seeing this, Xuan Zhi's face showed a hurt expression, "Seems you're not welcoming me, fine, I'll leave."
Saying this, he swayed his butt and left.
Luo Yao rejoiced!
Xuan Qing's face changed.
Turning back and seeing Luo Yao's joy, his face changed again!
