Xiao Ye, the European Holy See, Jishui, Fox Concubine, and Zhang family ancestors all clearly felt that there were three figures suddenly and quickly retreating.

Swish! Swish!

Immediately afterwards, a line of emerald green clothes suddenly appeared.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of the young man named Zhou and the girl full of Confucian aura suddenly stepped back!

Tick ​​tock!

On the shoulder of the young man named Zhou, there was dark red blood dripping silently.

On his right shoulder, there was a mark half a foot long, which seemed to be torn apart by some sharp claws, and appeared silently.

Blood dripping!

The murderous intent and anger in his eyes were surging silently!

He only held the sword wrapped with cloth in both hands, and the sword was still roaring!

That sword had obviously just been unsheathed!

"What is that?!"

"Is it a wolf?"

"Impossible, the figure of the wolf cannot be so powerful. Senior brother, the sword you just struck was not able to kill that leader? That sword of yours can directly kill the giant at the peak of the divine realm. It can even be Kill the Taoist with one sword!"

The girl in emerald green clothes spoke quickly.
Chapter completed!