Obviously it is the high priest of the Demon Ape Tribe!

This Gan Feng had a frivolous smile on his face.

He just carried a fan, and seemed to have no weapons.

"Wan'er, don't be so unkind."

"As the saying goes, a beautiful lady is a good match for gentlemen."

"Besides, you have not been married, and your husband has been missing for seven years. I'm afraid he's dead outside long ago!"

Gan Feng was not angry either, and he started to persuade him lightly.

Although the beauty is good, she is also a thorny rose.

This dry tip looks frivolous.

In fact, he is insidious and cunning, and he has long known the power of Bai Wan's sword.

Bai Jianwan was unmoved.

Seeing that the members of the clan have been temporarily placed, they decided to fight Gan Feng to death!

The Nine Heavens Fallen Sword Array was passed down by the ancestors and can withstand the continuous bombardment of the sixth-turned-strong man of the holy level.

It’s not easy for Gan Feng and the High Priest of the Demon Ape to break through!

"If you want to fight, you will fight, it's noisy!"

Bai Jianwan's delicate body shook, and three magic swords were unsheathed at the same time.

She held one hand in each hand, and one hand in her right arm.

Three sword tips point at the Gan tip.

Then his body moved.

"Three Swords of the Dead Soul!"

The three sword lights were like blocking everything, slashing towards the Gan Feng as if they were separated by heaven and earth.

One sword cuts the spirit, one sword cuts the energy, and one sword cuts the gods!

Essence, energy and spirit are the foundation of the soul.

These three swords are not as simple as the surface!

But when Gan Feng did not advance or retreat, even the High Priest of the Demon Ape did not take any action.

He narrowed his eyes and put away the folding fan in his hand.
Chapter completed!