"You…!"
Old Weird Taoist didn't care about the bloody wounds on his body right away. Instead, he stared at Mu Tianyan with his pupils shrunk, as if he didn't believe that Mu Tianyan could hurt him.
As an elder of the Maoshan Sect, he certainly had a lot of good stuff with him, including things for protection.
But now, it had lost its effect!
Old Weird Taoist didn't think that there was something wrong with the thing he used to protect himself. After all, he was fine when he dealt with Song Zixuan just then. It was impossible for it to suddenly go wrong.
So, there must be something about Mu Tianyan!
"Who are you? Tell me your name!"
Old Weird Taoist ignored Mu Tianyan's question and shouted at Mu Tianyan in an authoritative tone with the authority he had as the superior elder of the Maoshan Sect.
"Slash…"
The long sword in Mu Tianyan's hand left the second bloody wound on Old Weird Taoist's body again easily.
