"I'll meet him first!" Monk Jin Nuo raised his copper stick and smashed it directly at Wang Zhe.

A sword light,

Danglang, Danglang,

The copper rod broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.

Jin Nuo raised his head and fell down, his blood staining the bluestone red.

One sword, one.

Just like chopping vegetables and slicing melons with a knife, it's not too easy.

"He looks quite big, but his strength is quite weak."

Then Wang Zheyou turned his head and looked at the skinny old man.

Everyone in Mutong Road was stunned.

"This, this, who is this? He killed Jin Nuo with one sword, he is the best! When did the Liuyun Sect know such a person?"

"Is it the best?" Mr. Yuchi narrowed his eyes.

"Your Mightiness......"

Wang Zhe raised his sword.

Fight!

Red flames rose from the body of the wooden tunnel man,

Young Master Yuchi had a scimitar in his hand, which looked like a waning moon. The sword was drawn out with a cold light.

"I beg you not to kill Mr. Yuchi." Ji Yunshou shouted.

A sword cuts across,

cut through the raging flames,

Cut off the cold sword light,

The wooden passage man stood there, but his head was no longer on his neck, and Gulu Gulu rolled to a distance of one foot away from him.

There was a sound,

The blue light protecting Mr. Yuchi's body suddenly broke. He could not hold the crescent-shaped long knife in his hand, and flew away. The tiger's mouth tore open, and the man flew out, crashed through the wall, and vomited blood.
Chapter completed!