Xiao Tengwan was so angry!
This blind fool, can’t you see that he’s enjoying himself? !
He was actually interrupted by this unworthy child!
He’s really courting death!
Xiao Tengwan originally wanted to show off its beauty, so he didn’t intend to be too violent.
But now that this fellow was angry, how could he care about whether it was violent or not? !
The peony flower on Xiao Tengwan’s head turned into a rain of petals and swept towards Lang Zhuo.
Lang Zhuo pursed his lips. He thought that this peony flower sword spirit had some incredible ability, but it turned out that it was also very ordinary.
The sword aura that these petals could carry was extremely limited, and did not pose any threat to him at all.
Therefore, he did not Dodge. Instead, he swung his huge axe like a tiger, enveloping his entire body.