With an astonishing palm, the body-protecting Qi of Holy Son Xuanwu was shattered and struck on his body.

Critical moment.

An indescribable force surged out of Saint Son Xuanwu's body, blocking 70% of his palm power.

In the end, 30% of the palm power was applied to his body, and Wang Teng took half a step back with a look of shock on his face.

"Um?"

Li Ziye felt the strange power emerging from the former's body and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This time, I didn't run away.

The sacred object of the Xuanwu Sect is on the body of the Holy Son of Xuanwu.

"The Infinite Book of Chaos!"

Wang Teng also recognized the martial arts used by the person in front of him, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you!"

"I'm here, Li Erniu, a Qingyi disciple of the Tianhun Sect."

Li Ziye looked calm and said, "I'm lucky enough to pass by the Holy City of Xuanwu, so I came here to meet the Holy Son."

"As expected, you have already guessed my identity."

Wang Teng's eyes darkened slightly and he said, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"Actually, I don't do anything."

A smile appeared on Li Ziye's face and he said, "Isn't it boring for the Holy Son to stay in this city? How about going out to play for a few days?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Teng frowned.

"In this case, the Holy Son will go with me to a place first, not far away, right in this city. How about that? Do you dare?" Li Ziye asked.

"Oh, there is no place in this Xuanwu Holy City that I dare not go to." Wang Teng sneered.

"Well, Holy Son, come with me."

Li Ziye responded with a smile, then turned around and walked towards the direction of the inn.

He really has no confidence that he can control this thief alone.

We have to let Lao Qin come!

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Chapter completed!