Yaozhu was wearing half a mask, and those who didn't know it thought it was Kaneki Ken who was cosplaying and washing kelp. If the situation hadn't allowed it, Wang Han would have really wanted to shout out what 1000-7 equals.

He held a scarlet scimitar in his hand. The scimitar was wrapped with a shocking sword and he ran towards Wang Han with a sinister smile on his face and an arrogant laugh.

"Come die!"

When the sword falls.

The god of evil held up an egg-shaped protective shield, and Wang Han was slashed by the knife and flew backwards.

Qiongqi followed closely behind.

The two short halberds in his hands were slashed towards Wang Han, and he was taunting wildly!

"Junior! Take my halberd!"

Under the crushing force, Wang Han flew back again.

A hint of fishy sweetness came out of the throat.

Yao Zhu slashed wildly with his sword again!

Wang Han will be beheaded.

When the sword falls!

A voice came slowly.

"knife!

That’s not how you use it!”

Murderous aura like waves!

The sword is like a tide!

A qi-ti sword seemed to appear out of thin air and headed straight for Yaozhu!

One knife!

The tree flew backwards.

He choked out a mouthful of blood and seeped out from the mask.

But see far away.

Someone came riding a green bull backwards.

A knife hanging from the back of an ox.

Zhuhonglu, who was hiding in the distance to watch the battle, looked here and frowned when he saw it clearly.
Chapter completed!