"No!"

"impossible!"

At this moment, the Holy Demon Ancestor was simply crazy!

He is now a real martial saint, and he still cannot get rid of the feeling of death brought to him by the sword energy!

boom!

However, he could not bear to think too much. The sword energy was like a waterfall in the Milky Way, and it was white and swallowed his figure directly.

ah!

In the Endless Sword Waterfall, in an extremely shrill scream, the body and soul of the Holy Demon Ancestor, collapsed inch by inch... In a blink of an eye, the figure of the Holy Demon Ancestor had disappeared, leaving only a blood mist on the spot.

The Holy Demon Ancestor, Death!

"Is there nothing in one sword? This Martial Saint Realm is weaker than I thought!"

Seeing that the Holy Demon Ancestor was gone under a sword, Ning Fan frowned slightly, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

You know, he has never tested his strength well until now. He originally wanted to fight with the Holy Demon Ancestor who broke through the Martial Saint, but who would have thought that even the Martial Saint was not his enemy with one sword?

"Oh! I signed in to the Empress Palace for thirteen years, and I only realized that I was already invincible in the world after I was born!"

Ning Fan sighed lightly, his face full of invincible loneliness.
Chapter completed!