Among the countless rags, the tailor took out extremely huge scissors from nowhere and stabbed them hard like gold and silver horns.

This scissor can be divided and combined to form a pair of scissors, and it can also be split into two one-hand knives, making it very flexible.

But the difference in strength between the two is too big!

Golden Horn and Silver Horn laughed wildly: "It's up to you! It's up to you!"

"You actually tried to compete with me in swordsmanship. Are you qualified?"

Phew~

The tailor fell to the ground seriously injured!

boom!

It is difficult to support a single tree in a beautiful city, but it is also squeezed.

The faces of all the defenders were full of sorrow. When they fell, the remaining people would become lambs to be slaughtered.

An ordinary expert might be able to fight hard, but with the golden horn and silver horn holding the purple, gold and red gourd, he is not afraid of being attacked at all.

The tailor spat out a mouthful of blood and smiled miserably at Qingcheng who was standing aside: "It seems that my tailor shop is about to close down, and your kiln is also about to go bankrupt."

Qingcheng spat: "What a brothel, I really can't speak."

Jinjiao Yinjiao laughed even more crazily! "I will burn down all the so-called tailor shops and kilns, so that you can run a good business down there!"

"I wish you a happy death. Please allow me to chop off your heads. I will keep your heads well!"

Golden Horn raised his machete.

"See you soon!"
Chapter completed!