"Senior Brother, I'll stay with you!"
Bai Jianxin's eyes were filled with intense sword intent.
The giant silver magical sword was already hovering in front of his chest, transforming into hundreds of silver sword shadows that spread out like a barrier.
But Eastern Celestial City pushed him aside with one palm, "Do not interfere in today's matter, this is a battle for me alone."
"Senior Brother!"
Bai Jianxin hurriedly protested.
But as he was about to intervene, Fang Qiu swiftly stepped in, raising his hand to block him, questioning, "Do you want Fellow Daoist Dongfang to die here? If you don't want him to die, then stay out of it today no matter what."
He knew very well that if Eastern Celestial City could indeed demonstrate enough strength, the master might change his mind.
But if Bai Jianxin intervened.
It would signify a fight between the Deadman Peak and Xiao Yan Mountain rather than a mere plea for medicine from Eastern Celestial City.
