It’s the Taoist.
But at this time, the Taoist's robe was tattered, his face was covered in dust and dirt, and he looked extremely miserable.
No more master image.
"Second forging of the body, second forging of the body!"
The Taoist stared at Li Siyuan like a madman. "I have experienced countless life and death, fought thousands of battles in my life, and spent two hundred years to break through to the second level of physical forging. You are just a brat who has not paid anything. How can you stand on the same level as me..."
Jealousy completely distorted the Taoist's face.
You and I are missing a system!
This is what Li Siyuan thought in his heart, of course, he would not say it that way.
"You are worthy of standing on the same level as me?"
Li Siyuan's face was full of disdain.
"waste!"
"Little eunuch, how dare you insult me? Die!"
The Taoist was furious.
A big hand shake.
sonorous~
A cold long sword appeared in his hand out of thin air.
He actually also possesses a storage spiritual device.
Li Siyuan was not surprised.
The Taoist has lived for at least two hundred years and is a master of the second level of physical forging, so it is normal for him to have a storage ring.
Holding a long sword, the Taoist priest looked much more dangerous to Li Siyuan.
Obviously.
The Taoist's skills are all in the sword.
The Taoist walked towards Li Siyuan with a long sword in hand.
The breath slowly rises!
"call out…"
A shrill scream.
The Taoist transformed into a ray of sword light.
"Shhh~"
The cold sword edge cut through the air flow, and with a sharp sound, it slashed towards Li Siyuan fiercely.
Facing the Taoist's full-strength sword, Li Siyuan still did not dodge or evade. He stretched out his hand, snapped his fingers, and with a clang, his fingertips collided with the sword, sparks flying.
The long sword was hit like a huge hammer.
Trembling loudly~
The Taoist's right hand felt numb and he could hardly hold the sword.
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