Immersed in the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment for a long time, the six Purple Yin Flying Daggers had been dyed with the blood of many Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
Yet now, they unexpectedly couldn't easily take down this junior at the Initial Stage of Foundation Establishment.
"Big brother, why be polite with him? Just cut him down directly, what's the point of trying to reason with him like this?"
Lu Qingsong looked at the silhouette of his eldest brother's back, secretly pondering in his heart.
Although he had previously seen Lu Ping'an shoot and kill a Foundation Establishment Cultivator with an arrow, he knew his big brother's strength was no weaker than his opponent's.
But seeing his big brother as a Body Refining Cultivator, not seizing the initiative and even letting the opponent strike first, he couldn't help shaking his head internally.
Just then, Lu Ping'an took the initiative to attack.
