"brush!"

The fourth form of the retractable sword suddenly swung, and the power of the vast space spread overwhelmingly in all directions. Only the various dragon power pressing from behind could be seen instantly freezing in mid-air.

"What!"

"Controlled!"

"How is this possible!"

The dragon warriors who charged forward were stunned.

"brush!"

"brush!"

The light of the sword is like a shadow, criss-crossing.

"Wha—" Jun Changxiao, clad in the robe of the God of Death, appeared behind the dragon warrior, put the sickle on his shoulder, and then slowly said the second half of the sentence: "Go to hell."

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of dragon warriors fell to the ground.

Tiny knife marks appeared on their necks. The moment the pain arose, their minds were completely disconnected.

"this……"

Sangong and Jiuqing were shocked.

What shocked them was not that the clan leader killed so many dragon warriors in an instant, but that they were shocked that they just rushed over and used the magic step of the Sky Shadow!

Gongsun Ruoli said in disbelief: "You have learned it now?"

Learned.
Chapter completed!