"Aren't you doing a good job now?"

"Are correct?"

"Don't worry!" Ping An's fan closed with a snap, "Ping An's swordsmanship is still very good!"

"Come on!" Xia Ren raised his head with a look of [the hero left and never returned], "If it fails, please give me a hug!"

I'll die you!

"..." Ping An smiled slightly, shook his head, and said nothing.

Eyes glared!

The sword light was revealed in his eyes, as if the flowers, plants and trees around him seemed to have turned into swords, and his whole temperament changed, as if he was the real sword with his body.

Sudden.

The huge sword marks on the stone pillar were shining with a faint light, which seemed to form some connection with Ping An. The lights of the two were reflected in each other.

His eyes were like swords, and he raised his head and looked at the figure in the air.

"Are you ready? Lord Xia?"

A cold tone rang.

...

"You lost! The incredible Eastern Warrior! Submit!" The God King looked at the breathless King Zhenbei, "I will give you a god! You can become a new God King! The Martial God King!"

"Hehe!" The old man who has returned to middle-aged smiled disdainfully, "You dare to call him gods, ghosts and monsters? It sounds nice to me, the king of Zhenbei."

"..." The God King frowned, looked at the stubborn old man, and said nothing more. He was patient with the gift of the gods, "Then go and die!"

The words are over.

The ghostly spirit filled the air, and his right hand formed a claw and pinched it directly towards the old man's neck.

However.

Suddenly a terrifying and familiar breath came.

That sword light?!

That swordsman?!

The God King suddenly became cold and turned his head to look in the direction of his temple. He suddenly saw a sword light shooting towards him.

However.

Although it is a sword light, it has a familiar aura, as if the swordsman who has been waving it for more than 800 years, it is also a bit unlucky...

It's that bastard!

That bastard is flying again!

Unexpectedly... a mouse secretly ran to his temple and even hooked the sword mark?!

He ignored the King of Zhenbei anymore, looked at the strange sword marks that were shooting at extremely fast speed, and was about to reach out to stop them with ghost energy.

“hetui!”

The sword has not arrived!

The familiar voice arrived first.

But this time he immediately came to his senses and directly blocked the filth with ghost energy.

However.

In the blink of an eye.

"Swish!"

Xia Ren, who made a corrosive sound, roared again, "Lock me!"

The words are over.

The King of Zhenbei also reacted!

Martial arts turn into dragons!

The God King's retreat was instantly blocked.

Suddenly.

Under everyone's eyes.

Looking at the figure of Ruo Jian blankly!

The sword light instantly cut through... the dark ghostly aura!

Terrible sword energy!

The luck, ghost energy, and sword energy are entangled with each other.
Chapter completed!