"Ayuan…" Shen Xu started but suddenly stopped.
Less than a breath later, he pulled Zhen Yuan and jumped to the side.
At the same time, Zhen Yuan waved his hand and a stack of talismans flew all over the room, forming a talisman formation.
"This fellow Daoist, what do you mean?" Shen Xu asked, glaring at a make cultivator.
"What else can I mean?" The male cultivator sneered and swung his sword to attack Zhen Yuan and Shen Xu.
Unfortunately, what Zhen Yuan arranged was a rebound talisman formation.
As soon as the sword attack touched the formation, it was amplified and rebounded back to the male cultivator.
Seeing this, the male cultivator was horrified but he was quick to react.
In the blink of an eye, he defended with a level five shield and rolled to the side, barely escaping with his life.
"Give me your storage rings and I will let you keep your lives." The male cultivator demanded, his voice filled with disdain.
