call out------

On the martial arts field, Jun Changxiao held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and slashed frequently in the void, dragging out streaks of flaming sword energy!

Click, click, click!

The hot flames rubbed against the air, and the space seemed to be torn apart.

"brush!"

With a thought in his mind, Jun Changxiao communicated with the internal statue of Guan Erye, and saw flames erupting all over the sky, gradually condensing into a majestic and strong body.

"Oh My God!"

Su Xiaomo and others widened their eyes.

Guan Erye suddenly opened his eyes, and even more violent flames filled his body!

"Strike Huashan with all your strength!"

"Pangu opened the sky!"

"Havoc!"

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Jun Changxiao rose up in the air and suddenly swung his sword out. The soul of the martial saint, whose whole body was covered in flames, also made a similar move. He only saw violent flaming sword energy tearing through the void and slashing down.

boom!

boom!

boom--------

Knife marks appeared and the stone slab exploded.

brush!

Jun Chang smiled and fell, made a beard stroking motion, and said with satisfaction: "After the Qinglong Yanyue Sword is inlaid with fire attributes, it is more powerful than before!"

"metropolitan."

Li Qingyang came over, looked at the broken stones on the ground, and said with great distress: "The stone slabs on the martial arts field are very precious. If you cut them off with three swords, you will have to spend at least two or three hundred thousand taels to repair them."

"Fuck!"
Chapter completed!