"Good come!"

When Ye Zhendong saw Chen Xiaodiu rushing, he did not take action immediately, but watched him attack with interest.

When he approached him, he redirected his body and avoided Chen Xiaodiu's sword.

He always wanted to see the strength of the werewolf Chen Xiaodiao.

At the same time, he also gave Chen Xiaodi's accomplices time to rescue him.

Without bait, how can I catch it all in one go?

"kill!"

Failed to hit the attack, the sword was fiercely pressed down again.

Chen Xiaodiao's eyes were scarlet and he was completely crazy!

As fast as lightning, thunderous!

Ye Zhendong once again floated away calmly.

Chen Xiaodi took another step forward, and his offense suddenly changed.

Strong winds and heavy rains, stormy waves, like storms, never stopping!

Facing the crazy Chen Xiaodiu, Ye Zhendong did not have any trouble. He avoided it and kicked a bunch of debris over.

"Smack!"

Shen Xiaodi swept across with one foot.

The trees, trash cans and weeds that were smashed over were all broken.

His aura was like a rainbow pressing towards Ye Zhendong.

If he didn't kill Ye Zhendong today, he wouldn't be able to get out of his grievance.

After Ye Zhendong avoided his attack again, Chen Xiaodiu's body burst out again and swung his sword.

The sword lights are tremendous and the murderous intent is fierce, constantly killing Ye Zhendong's vitality.

"when--"

Ye Zhendong still did not draw his sword, but just held the scabbard to block the attack calmly.

In the afterglow of the sunset, two slender figures constantly collided.

Fists, weapons, attack each other, with a tragic momentum, strangely reaching a state of being indecisive.

Countless debris flew out during the two of them, and they were in a mess.

"I have good skills and amazing energy, but unfortunately I feel confused."

Ye Zhendong blocked Chen Xiaodiu's attack: "It's my turn!"

After saying that, he turned his body and kicked Chen Xiaodiu in the abdomen.

Chen Xiaodiu groaned and rolled out a few meters, causing a pain in his abdomen, but he didn't care at all.

"Kill and kill!"

He roared and exploded his last killer move.

Shen Xiaodi straightens his back.

His blood-red eyes suddenly became deep.

A black light shot out from his eyes, scattering a deceptive power.

Ye Zhendong's body shook, his expression stagnated, as if he was trapped in a deep sea.

The degree and movement were slowed down.

Just wait for this moment!

Chen Xiaodi laughed wildly: "Die—"

He shot out and slashed with all his strength.

"Swoosh--"

In just a moment, the sword light had arrived in front of Ye Zhendong.

The cold sword energy had pierced his skin pores.

"kill!"

When Shen Xiaodiu burst out with anger, Ye Zhendong suddenly moved and his right hand shook.

The flying sword finally unsheathed.

"Swoosh!"

The sword light flashed and pierced into the sword light!

Chen Xiaodiu's body suddenly stagnated, and the overwhelming murderous intent dissipated instantly.

The sword shattered and broke into half, and a pain in his chest, and blood flowed.

"What?"

Is the God Control invalid?

Chen Xiaodiu changed his face and retreated three meters straight backwards.

As soon as he stopped, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the tip of the sword arrived like a shadow, stabbing into his chest.

There is no sharpness, no domineeringness, nor fierceness, but extremely light.

"ah--"

He roared and withdrew with all his strength.

"bite--"

The flying sword calmly passed through the middle of the two palms and pierced into the chest of Shen Xiaodiu.

Cold, harsh.

Chen Xiaodiu's face instantly turned pale as paper.

He shook to the ground, his face filled with anger and shock, and he seemed to have not expected himself to be defeated by a sword.

Ye Zhendong said lightly: "The magic control technique is good, but unfortunately it doesn't mean much to me."

The King of Dong, who had suffered more than 20 years of pain, had already become as firm as ordinary people imagined.

"Bang--"

Before Chen Xiaodiu could react, Ye Zhendong drew out the flying sword with his backhand and kicked him to the ground.

Chen Xiaodi fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body was in severe pain, but he could no longer struggle.

Although Ye Zhendong's sword did not kill him, it made him lose all his resistance.

"Even if I die, I will not fall into Ye Tang's hands."

Chen Xiaodiu roared and gritted the poison pills in his teeth.

"Bang!"

Ye Zhendong kicked him out with a quick eye and a quick kick.

"Swoosh swish swish--"

At this moment, seven figures shot from a distance.

They were like arrows nailed in front of Ye Zhendong.

Then, their formation dispersed and surrounded them like wolves.

Ye Zhendong narrowed his eyes and looked at this group of guests. He was a little surprised that he had gained something today.

Before he could make a sound, an old man in gray with a black wolf tattooed on his neck walked up.

Chen Xiaodiu, who was seriously injured, pointed at Ye Zhendong:

"I want this person..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Zhendong raised his right hand.

"Swoosh--"

The old man in gray changed his face and his body retreated repeatedly.

He just stopped halfway, because a sword hit his eyebrows...

Ye Zhendong said lightly: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The whole audience was dead silent.

No one spoke, and even breathing seemed to stop.
To be continued...