Yan Anshun glanced at Qing, who was quite perceptive. As a sharp gaze swept over, he quickly lowered his head and suppressed his voice:
"Firstly, this is not the right occasion, and secondly, I am no match for her no matter what."
As a joke, this second senior sister has fought to such an extent with Diancang Miaodi that she's almost at the pinnacle of perfection.
How could he possibly deal with her.
The Taohua Immortal snorted: "Although she's formidable, you know the technique of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, capable of transforming force, so what's there to be afraid of?"
Yan Anshun said:
"What's the use? She won't engage in a direct fight with me, and my skills with weapons are far inferior to hers."
"I fear that once her swift sword is drawn, I will be chopped into six pieces in an instant, and each of you, my masters, can pick up a piece, just nicely bring me back to Peach Valley."
