"laugh!"

At this moment, blood erupted in Dongfang Jian's body and exploded.

In his body, a half-foot-high man rushed towards Duanmu Rongrong like lightning!

Duanmu Rongrong was stunned for a moment. It was too late to dodge again, so she could only cross the soul-transforming bracelet and the long sword in her hand to block it!

As soon as the little man, who was about half a foot tall, arrived near the soul-transforming bracelet, he slapped it into a wisp of clouds and was taken in by the soul-transforming bracelet.

In the void, a big hand surrounded by flames grabbed the little man, but he was still one step slower and grabbed the empty space.

"Oriental Sword..."

Alan among the Seven Generals of the Flame Demon, stood in the void, and could not speak.

She thought she was coming fast enough.

Unexpectedly, it was still one step slower.

She even unexpectedly thought that this would end!

Is this vulgar old man who is famous in Xuandao Sect such a love species?
Chapter completed!