Ghost Buddha Zhao Rulai's stainless steel beads blocked the blow.

The next second, the old monk's skinny palm reached out and struck the broadsword.

Snapped!

The broadsword tilted, and he followed him like a shadow, killing Xue Chunqiu.

"Already so strong..."

Xiao Yi said and looked at Xiao Chen.

"Old Xiao, if you don't look at them, why are you looking at me?"

Xiao Chen was confused.

"You think your ancestor is weak, will your face shine?"

Xiao Yi asked.

"What's the meaning?"

Xiao Chen was startled and didn't understand.

"If you have the chance, remember to think about your ancestor...otherwise, your ancestor will be beaten to death on the beach by the back waves!"

Xiao Yi was not angry.

"Uh...I understand, I understand."

Xiao Chen couldn't laugh or cry.

"Don't worry, something good is going to happen. Can I not think about you?"

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Xiao Yi nodded with satisfaction and looked back at the battle.

"..."

Xiao Chen looked weird. Is this a soup party? No, this person doesn't want to drink soup, he wants to eat meat, and if he doesn't get it, he will scold him.
Chapter completed!