Except for Xia Wusha, no one else could resist this terrifying momentum.

Suddenly, a palm appeared in front of Arrow and patted it gently.

Arrow wanted to resist, but found that his whole body seemed to be restrained. What he saw was a mysterious old man wearing Taoist robes.

This is an illusion!

But Arrow knows that this is Taishang Laojun’s illusion!

Bang!

The palm of his hand was mixed with terrible infuriating energy, and he slapped Arrow's chest so hard that his sternum broke.

The arrow's assassination technique is of no use at this moment, the gap is too big.

Looking at the Feilong King, Tyrant Dragon King and others, they were also suppressed by a middle-aged man at this moment.

This middle-aged man is good at using a sword, and his sword skills are sharp!

Whoosh!

The Feilong King's hands and hamstrings were cut, bleeding and smashed to the ground.

A complete loser!

"No, no!"

The Feilong King was trembling with pain. He wanted to raise his hands, but found that it was difficult to do the usual simple movements.
Chapter completed!