A looming flying sword shook its body slowly.

"Brother Swordsman, where is your sword?"

In the hand-to-hand fight just now, although Shentu Boxue had the upper hand, he did not pursue the victory.

Su Yizhao stretched out his hand to wipe away the bloodshot eyes from the corner of his mouth and said: "You are so charming, you really deserve your reputation!"

Shen Tu’s learned face turned gloomy!

Pully?

An extremely unpleasant title!

Does labor and management have no names?

On the Southwest Building, Jin Mantang and Jin Manyi stared at Su Yizhao with resentful eyes.

"Mancai, was he killed?" Jin Manyi asked in a deep voice.

Jin Mantang was silent and nodded, "Only for a moment! His sword is very powerful!"

Jin Manyi said harshly: "He must die if he goes to heaven or to earth!"

Ao Zhenhai asked: "His sword is very powerful?"

Jin Manyi looked up at him and said, "What do you think of the brothel swordsman's sword?"

Ao Zhenhai was silent and turned to look at the ring.

On the ring, Shen Tu said eruditely: "Draw out the sword, I will let you die clearly!"

Su Yizhao no longer hesitated, and with a pinch of his fingers, the Divine Sword was instantly launched in the Zi Mansion!

If you draw your sword, you will kill someone!

No one in the city's monks spoke up.

Where's the flying sword?

Just feeling the breeze blowing by, Shentu Erxue's expression changed drastically, and his figure retreated violently!

“Ding ding ding ding…!

The flames all over Shentu Boxue's body suddenly appeared, making rapid noises.

The eyes of the monks all over the city were filled with shock.

Feijian, where is it?

The consciousness cannot be locked. Is it because the speed is extremely fast, or is the level of the flying sword beyond cognition?

On the ring, Su Yizhao looked calm, but in fact, he was even more shocked in his heart!

The Pure Wind Flying Sword was actually blocked!

No matter how the flying sword changes direction, there is always a small jade disc blocking it!

"Ding ding ding ding...!"

Shentu Erudite's figure flashed rapidly.

On the ring, the yellow figure gradually blurred.

There was only one human-shaped spark dodging around in the ring!

In my mind, Su

Yi Zhao exclaimed: "Master Lu, that, that jade plate...!"

The palm-sized jade dish that blocks the God-Slaying Sword is exactly the same as the jade dish hanging in Zi Mansion. At a glance, they are exactly the same.

Mysterious!

mystery!

Shenlu said solemnly: "Yes, that jade plate is an imitation!"

Su Yizhao suddenly fell silent!

Imitation?

The imitations are so powerful, then...!

There is such a good thing, and it is still hidden!

Dumb deer!

Su Yi summoned his spiritual consciousness to control the God-Slaying Sword and hunted down Shentu Erxue.

The monks all over the city had already seen the clues and couldn't help shouting!

"The brothel swordsman's sword, haha, it's really enjoyable!"

"This wonderful fight alone is enough for me, Old Li, to brag about for a hundred years!"

Suddenly!

Shentu Erxue made an angry voice: "How can there be such a flying sword in this world?"
Chapter completed!