A crisp sound of knife sounded.

Zhao Yuande only saw a sharp sword light slashing through the void and slashing towards his head!

In the sword light, there seemed to be a terrifying wail, and countless powerful and ferocious auras were transmitted from the sword light. Suddenly, Zhao Yuande seemed to be in the Shura Hell, surrounded by thousands of unjust ghosts.

OK! Good! Good come!

Zhao Yuande was in extreme excitement. He felt that this situation was not afraid, but instead a burst of blood from his body rushed to his forehead.

With a move of his hand, the Killing God stick came out and pressed it in his hand, and he turned his back to face the light of the knife.

The knife and the stick collided, making a deafening loud noise. Zhao Yuande immediately felt the blood rushing into his head calmed down. He thought about where this was. In the face of the three forces, especially the disciples of the Pantheon, the Four Spirit Sticks must not be used!

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a trace of powerful soul power contained in the other party's sword, but it was blocked by the characteristics of the Killing God.

This is a weapon made of Eternal Essence Gold! At this time, Shen Tuxue on the opposite side instantly recognized the material of the long stick in Zhao Yuande's hand.

Not bad, save your soul power! Let’s have a fight with me! Zhao Yuande yelled, and the stick method changed. He didn’t dare to use the Four Spirit Sticks, so he would use the Eternal Tower’s halberd technique!

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of swords and sticks fighting came.

The killing stick in Zhao Yuande's hand was dancing more and more fiercely. In the field, he could only see the shadows of sticks waving and making whimpering sounds, as if a terrifying ferocious beast was roaring wildly.

The terrible weight of the Killing God Stick, coupled with Zhao Yuande's invincible physical strength, the tuberculosis of both is perfect, which can collapse the sky and the earth and break the stars!

In just a moment, Zhao Yuande had already seized the opportunity, and the terrifying Killing Sword hit Shen Tuxue's sword again and again.

Originally, Shen Tuxue's strength was not as strong as Zhao Yuande, and the strange-shaped sword in his hand was not a heavy thing.

With the conditions in the book, the knife in her hand gradually could not follow the rhythm of the Killing Gods, and she couldn't help but start to retreat step by step!

Zhao Yuande's black hair was flying all over the sky. His battle had entered a state of madness. One stick was stronger than the other. Shen Tuxue retreated again and again, and pushed to the edge of the ring and had no choice but to retreat!

Eat me a stick!

The killing talisman in Zhao Yuande's hand suddenly turned into a joyful and dark tower, and directly suppressed it towards Shen Tuxue.

Shen Tuxue felt the terrifying power contained in this dark tower. If he still resisted it like before, he would probably be severely damaged under this dark tower.

But the next moment, Shen Tuxue suddenly felt that her body seemed to fall into the vortex of time. Her body could not move, her soul could not turn, and even her thoughts were frozen.
Chapter completed!