Then his wrist shook and his soft sword pierced out with a whizz.

This sword gives people a very slow visual feeling, but in fact it instantly hits Sun Liufang's long sword.

He blocked Sun Liufang's murderous intent.

"when!"

The sword hit in the air, and the rolling leaves shattered under the sword.

Before Sun Liufang could take back the long sword, the Zhong family worshipped again.

The soft sword was literally lit on Sun Liufang's sword.

Sun Liufang's long sword made a crisp sound.

The blade trembled violently, as if it was hit by a hammer.

"Well——" Sun Liufang felt a huge force coming, not only did the hand holding the knife become numb, but his whole arm was sore.

Even the chest seemed to be hit by a huge rock.

However, his face changed slightly and he was not panicked. He waved his long sword to transform into a light net, while moving his feet to stabilize his body.

The next second, the Zhong family worshipper shouted: "Take me another move!"

He suddenly moved forward.

A more domineering half-moon arc seemed to cut the coldness and cut the space.

The soft sword was as soft as the spring breeze, and it circled towards Sun Liufang without any mercy.

The Zhong family worshippers suppressed all their strength and obviously wanted to knock Sun Liufang down with one move.

When Sun Liufang waved his knife to block the attack, he pressed the soft sword, the soft sword suddenly ejected a stream of white smoke and seven or eight poison needles.

Ye Fan shouted: "Be careful!"

Sun Liufang held her breath and avoided the white smoke.

But his wrist, arms and chin were shot by poisonous needles, and three black wounds were added.

"Bang!"

When Sun Liufang pulled out the poison needle on his body, the Zhong family worshiper had already kicked it and pointed it hard towards Sun Liufang's abdomen.

Sun Liufang had no time to fight back and could only lift his legs and his legs collided in mid-air.

"Bang!"

The body of the Zhong family worshipper shook.

Sun Liufang, whose center of gravity was unstable, fell backward and coughed heavily when he landed beside Wei Hongchao.

Ye Fan shouted: "Mr. Wei, shoot!"

Wei Hong raised his weapons to them.

"There are all formations, arrays, and fronts!"

At this moment, the Zhong family worshiper stomped his feet suddenly and drank the nine-character mantra in one breath.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, black smoke blew out of the whole body of the Zhong family worshipper.
Chapter completed!