This blow was not fatal enough, but it shook Chongxuan Sheng's Wufuhai, confused his Daoyuan, made him lose the possibility of fighting in a short time, and pressed his entire hateful head into the floor tiles!

The only one who can appear here at this moment and force Wang Yiwu back with one sword is Jiang Wang.

He held Sauvignon Blanc, landed next to Zhong Xuan Sheng, and pulled him up casually.

"How are you?" he asked.

Chongxuan Sheng, who pulled out his head from the broken floor tiles, was in a state of despair. All his wisdom and planning seemed to be gone.

"fourteen!"

he suddenly shouted.

Seeing Jiang Wang, whom he trusted enough, all his emotions seemed to return, and the suppressed sadness was released.

"Fourteen is dead!"

He howled: "He killed Fourteen!"

This is the first time Jiang Wang has seen him lose his temper like this!

Such Zhong Xuan Sheng made him unable to help but feel sad.

"Is that Wang Yiwu?"

His five fingers opened one after another, and then fell on the hilt of the sword one by one, holding it tightly.
Chapter completed!