"Then let's wait and see."

The third month made me keep dodging in the air, looking embarrassed.

However, there was no loss at all.

The next moment, Zhang Xiaoshan opened his eyes tightly closed.

"boom."

"When you die, this spiritual flying sword will belong to me, hehehe."

In between, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood.

It is the pressure of the divine realm.

Before the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, a silver light soared into the sky.

"Boom."

As he said that, Fei Jian Chi Tian appeared in Zhang Xiaoshan's hands.

The fourth sword successfully slashed on the third month envoy

"ah."

"What's going on?"

The third month frowned.

The huge lightsword slashed on the enlarged silver robe.

"The Sword Sword Technique, the Second Style."

"Nine-level sword stance"

"boom."

A blood-red sword energy was swung out instantly.
Chapter completed!