Shen Lian stood calmly at some distance away. He stared at Hali Zi without fear. He had never heard of the Nine-Headed King. Even if he knew that he was an extremely powerful demon king, things would not be any different.
He did not bother with the small talks and drew an arc with his wooden sword immediately. As though the sunlight had been gathered at the tip of his wooden sword, the scorching heat could be felt.
The wooden sword was encapsulated by a green halo which insulated it from the heat.
A fireball appeared from nothingness. Following the movement of the tip of the sword, the fireball came crashing at Hali Zi.
Hali Zi did not expect Shen Lian to act so quickly. Luckily, with his experience in cultivation, he was able to react quickly. He spouted purple juice and the juice collided with the fireball. The fireball became purple. Along with the air current, it rolled toward Shen Lian.