"Old guy, if I give you three points of color, you can open a dyeing workshop, right?" Zhuo Fei couldn't help but sneered when he saw the other party rushing towards him.

Whoosh, the figure was divided into five parts again, and he quickly stabbed it with his sword.

However, golden light burned deep in Zhong Qiu's eyes, as if he had seen through the flaw in Zhuo Feifan's movement. The figure that shot out quickly surged across the river. Mysterious golden runes lit up on the crimson heavy sword. The powerful sword

The Qi instantly locked onto Zhuo Feifan's true form.

Whoosh!

Zhong Qiu's figure was like a swift swordfish, cutting across the river surface at great speed. Wherever it went, a violent curtain of water was set off on the calm river.

"Come on!" Feeling the murderous aura coming towards his face, Zhuo Feifan looked solemn, as if facing a formidable enemy!

Erratic, swift!

The speed at which Zhong Qiu broke out at this moment was simply beyond imagination, and the ghostly figure moved at an irregular speed, making people unpredictable.

Just a moment ago, he was still more than ten feet away, and the next moment he was in front of Zhuo Feifan, and then a domineering sword swept out!

One effort will bring down ten!

No matter how good your skills are, it will be in vain in the face of absolute strength.

Zhong Chou uses overwhelming strength to force his opponent.

Zhuo Feifan, who transformed into five afterimages, was directly blown away.
Chapter completed!