"Qingfeng Li, for the last time, give me the Heavenly Spirit Chant and I'll spare you," Yijian Zhao sneered chillingly.
"I won't, so come grab it if you can."
Kang!
Yijian Zhao directly pulled out his Icy Sword with his right hand as a bolt of sword energy surged across the room, turning into a giant iceberg and exploding the air.
"Volcanic Evaporation." Qingfeng Li waved his longsword, turning it into a huge shadow of a volcano, striking onto the Icy Sword, and forcing Yijian Zhao to back up one pace.
When it comes to sword techniques alone, Yijian Zhao was currently no match for Qingfeng Li.
Seeing Yijian Zhao forced back by Qingfeng Li, the people nearby, including Yang Hei, Hong Pan, Yan Xue, and Dong Xie, all surrounded Qingfeng Li. Although there was a saying that good and evil could not coexist, currently the disciples of the orthodox and the unorthodox joined together to get the Heavenly Spirit Chant.