'Brother Ye, how could you possibly lose? I, Jian Wushuang, don't believe it!'

Sensing Ye Xingchen's condition, Jian Wushuang frowned slightly. No one understood people like Ye Xingchen better than him.

'Hey, you'd better take care of yourself first!'

‘Five styles of refreshing breeze! Breathing blue waves!!!’

'call out'

After Jian Wushuang finished speaking, Zhou Huo felt that he was locked by a sword light and had nowhere to escape. Then he saw an extremely fast light piercing the void.

'Pfft...'

The next moment, Zhou Huo's face turned pale, his eyes were rounded, his throat was rolling, and he spoke with difficulty.

'How can it be!'

'I was... seconds?'

It seemed that after saying this sentence, he exhausted all his strength.

'You are too weak!'
Chapter completed!