Looking at the cultivators of the same age, Zuo Xiaonian can really be said to be looking down on this world and is invincible!

Bang bang bang bang...

The two of them in the field rose and fell, and they fought more than 200 consecutive moves, constantly making the sound of collision and bursting of true energy.

"It's over."

Lan Bingrui floated back and pulled out a long sword with a clang, like a stream of light, crossing her chest: "Zuo Xiaoduo, you are not my opponent, admit defeat."

Zuo Xiaoduo was shocked and said, "You actually used weapons, hum, relying on sharp weapons to help fight, and you won't be able to win."

Lan Bingrui said: "The decisive battle between martial arts is naturally all-out. What's wrong with this?"

Zuo Xiaoduo said unconvincedly: "Hmph, since that's the case, I also have to use weapons! My sword is also very powerful."

Lan Bingrui frowned: "What can you do with weapons? It's not embarrassing to admit defeat once, Zuo Xiaoduo, why bother to hold on?"

"I asked you to admit defeat because my sword is too fierce and sharp, and I am afraid of hurting you by chance. After all, they are all Taoist groups, and you are still a junior... It's not embarrassing that you lose in my hands."
Chapter completed!