"Baga, killed him!" A man in black roared, took the first sword, and split it towards Chen Wufan.

Its speed is very agile, and there is even a bit of sword qi on the blade.

"Another master of king!"

Chen Wufan felt the opponent's breath, vomiting indifferently.

After the other party approached, the sword was instantly!

"~"

When Han Mang flickered, he was in the war, and Chen Fan accepted his sword.

And this master of Wang Jing suddenly had a sudden meal, maintaining an offensive attitude.

"On the sword, where are you qualified?" Chen Fanfan spit out indifferently.

The words fall ...

Bang!

The master of Wang Jing fell to the ground instantly.

A few people were planning to make a shot. After seeing the master of Wang Jing fall down, the face was scared and pale.

This is still a fart !!

Fight in an instant.

Chen Wufan didn't look at it, but just raised the sword in his hand.

Brush !!!

Several cold mangs flew over, and several people who escaped were blocked by a sword and fell to the ground one after another.

Regardless of the shot or not, the end is the same.
Chapter completed!