Qin Shuang's dim eyes suddenly lit up.

Ye Chen finally spoke.

After hearing Ye Chen's words, Qin Shuang took back the magic sword without hesitation and handed it to his left hand.

"You die!"

Failing to kill Qin Shuang with one sword made Zuo Yue feel a little embarrassed.

He himself had prepared the groundwork for this sword and had calculated it for a long time, but in the end he failed to achieve the desired effect.

How to swallow this breath?

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

In the void, there is purple light shining.

Zuo Yue relied on his sharp steps to approach Qin Shuang in an instant, and slashed at Qin Shuang's head with his backhand sword.

"Flat stab!"

Ye Chen looked indifferent.

Zuo Yue's movements fell into his eyes, as if they were played in slow motion ten times.
Chapter completed!