Cheng Mao laughed evilly and was about to drop the ghost-headed sword when he suddenly heard a hissing sound coming from behind.

That was the sound of something breaking through the air.

Sword energy?!

Cheng Mao hurriedly lowered his head, and the thing brushed past his scalp, leaving a narrow wound on the top of his head, and blood immediately flowed profusely.

When he touched the top of his head, he saw blood on his hand, and said angrily: "Who the hell is plotting against the uncle!"

Hey, hey, hey, three more invisible sword energies responded to him.

Cheng Mao hurriedly grasped the ghost-headed sword and held the broad blade in front of him. The sound of the jingling of fine iron could be heard endlessly. The huge force coming from the blade hit the ground and he was defeated step by step.

"If you have the ability, come forward to me!"

After a long time, a voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"Okay."

Finally found you!

Cheng Mao raised his head following the sound, but his pupils suddenly shrank.

Under the clouds, a sword fell from the sky, like the Milky Way hanging upside down. The sword energy that destroyed the front turned into waves one after another, and the waves rolled like anger!
Chapter completed!