"You all, come at me together!"
Xiao Yi beckoned Zhao and Zhao Wuji with a hooked finger, his face wearing a playful smile.
Both Xuan Cang and Guang Liang were beings at the peak of the Heaven Venerate Realm. With their combined strength, even if they faced a stronger adversary at the First-layer Supreme Realm, they would wield the power to fight.
Moreover, they both presided over a Buddhist Nation.
When had they ever encountered such provocation?
Xuan Cang's complexion turned gloomy enough to drip water, as he coldly laughed while looking at Fa Kong: "I've long heard that Shaolin Temple holds nothing in regard, completely ignoring the other three major Buddhist Nations. Now it seems truly so."
Guang Liang spoke thunderously, emphasizing each word: "Brother Xuan Cang, let me have the pleasure of experiencing the methods of the Shaolin Buddha King!"
Xuan Cang had once saved Guang Liang's life.
He had always looked up to Xuan Cang with great respect.
