The Silver Flowers in Between the Jade Tree

Shen Lian suddenly laughed, he said, "Whether the swordsmanship is profound or not, we will know once we fight. My friend, you're a woman. I will let you have the first move." He was calm as usual, even though he was facing the three immortal Zhenrens, it did not make him lose his composure.

This manner indeed had touched Lingguang.

Who was Lingguang? She was someone who had cultivated for eight hundred years and had achieved Daoist immortality for three hundred years. While she was a woman, her success was unequaled in this land. However, she could really tell Shen Lian was confident from his core that he could stop the three of them, whether it was an individual battle or to the three of them.

Whatever the ending was, Daoist Nun Lingguang admired his manner. He deserved to lose under her superb swordsmanship which she had practiced for day and night for three hundred years.