Nezha's joining allowed the embarrassed Zong Ting to barely breathe a sigh of relief. The Fire Scale Sword swept out, and the huge fire energy cut off the entire second floor of Tianyi Pavilion. The third floor of Tianyi Pavilion fell down with a bang, bringing out screams.
Nezha came flashing over on his wind-fire wheels, slashing vertically with the spear in his hand with great power. The waiter narrowed his eyes and was about to meet him, but saw a circle of light flying out from the smoke and dust, and hit his chest with a bang.
The whole person flew backwards as if he was hit by a prehistoric beast, and hit the road outside Tianyi Pavilion with a bang, with a big hole in his chest.
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Zong Ting's eyes lit up, and he took advantage of this opportunity to perform the Chaoyang Sword Technique, injuring one of the Xinzhao Realm cultivators.
The remaining one saw that the situation was hopeless, so he turned around and ran away without saying a word, not even paying attention to his seriously injured companion who was not far away.
Zong Ting was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Li Changan who had struggled to get up. "What are you doing?"
Zong Ting's face was gloomy, and the cold sword energy on his body was dormant. "Of course I will chase after him. I want to see who is so bold as to assassinate my descendant of the Zong family in the street?"
Li Changan looked at Zong Ting as if he were an idiot.
"You also know that you are a descendant of the Zong family? Damn, you have been in such a miserable situation. You were assassinated at your doorstep? Can you be any more cowardly?"
Zong Ting looked very unhappy.
"Hurry up and notify Senior Liu Xiangqian and have him investigate. If they can mobilize an assassin at the Xinzhao realm, they can also mobilize an assassin at the Rushen realm. You, a scum at the peak of Guiyuan, are going to chase them and kill them for nothing?"
Zong Ting gritted his teeth and nodded.
"Let's go, get out of here first!"
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