Where there was an undercurrent, waves of powerful and terrifying explosive energy, together with billions of magic thunder, swept forward in ferocious and ruthless explosions.

When the sword is flying, his expression changes greatly, and he has to protect the sword as carefully as a poem, and he cannot retreat.

In particular, Jian Feiyang's sword just now increased the losses in order to defeat Lin Chen. Even though he was angry and unwilling to let Lin Chen escape, Jian Feiyang did not dare to take his little sister who was in poor condition to take risks without knowing the enemy's situation.

.

"You bastard! If I see you next time, I will kill you!" Jian Feiyang felt annoyed and helpless, feeling that every step was planned by Lin Chen.

Think about it!

Jian Feiyang, as the number one member of the sword sect's elite generation, was actually being plotted by many people. He was even more angry that he didn't know who his opponent was. It was simply a shame and a great humiliation.

Soon!

The sword was flying, protecting the sword like poetry, and quickly rushed away from the undercurrent of the riot, all the way up.

for a long time!

Bang!~

The waves splashed in all directions, and the sword flew out of the waves like a poem, standing in the air.

"Little sister!"

Jian Feiyang was extremely anxious, and when he checked Jian Rushi's physical condition, he was incredibly shocked to find out that Jian Rushi's cultivation had unexpectedly broken through two realms in a row.

The first-grade half-immortal jumped directly to the third-grade half-immortal.

Jian Feiyang looked confused and confused. Thinking back to Lin Chen's words to him before, his whole face was about to convulse and he smiled bitterly: "This guy not only saved my little sister, but also helped my little sister overhaul. I

Do you really need to be grateful to him?"
Chapter completed!