"What?"

The owner of the Tyrant Sword breathed heavily.

The strong men around him also looked astonished, and for a time they thought they had seen it wrong.

"How is that possible?"

"Did the Xuan Bing Fan resist it?"

"I didn't feel the breath of Xuan Bing Fan at all, but... I felt the breath of other Hong soldiers!"

"Other Hongbing? What Hongbing is it?"

"I don't know, it doesn't look like the Li Huang Sword, nor does it look like the Ye Yao Sword, nor does it look like the Tyrant Sword... It seems that these swords are not the ones that appear in the Shang Shen Mountain..."

"Really? Could it be that...those who obtained other Hongbing soldiers were also attracted to Shang Shenshan?"

"Great! Great! I have one more Hongbing, hahahaha..."

Some people are happy, while others are worried.

But the people all stopped in a tacit understanding, stopped charging and surrounded the place.

After all, the sudden increase in the energy of other Hong soldiers is not a trivial matter. No one dares to do anything wrong at this time...

After the dust dissipated, people saw a graceful figure standing in it.
Chapter completed!