Jia Long, who had increased his combat power to the highest peak in his life, found that this sword that he was bound to win was blocked by an extremely hard and said to be something that should not exist on the physical level.

Although the sword edge stabbed into it, it was also very difficult. It only stabbed about one centimeter and was stuck tightly.

“Defense is terrible.”

Huh.

When Jia Long was surprised, a sense of vigilance that made her feel loudly beat a drum in her heart passed on to herself from her alert skills.

The hammer, which was so huge that it was even bigger than Jia Long's exquisite figure, hit out from the slant, and the target was Jia Long, who was stuck on the shoulders of the metal giant with a sword.

"Are you sacrificing yourself to lure me into the hook again?"

Jia Long has been dealt with by many red-eyed people in this tactic of hurting the enemy by 1,000.

They rely on their amazing defense and always want to use such tactics to deal with Jia Long.

Even the so-called New Century Marshal might want to use this trick to deal with Jia Long's agility.

However, his hammer angle was very tricky and his strength was very skillful, which was not at the same level as those red-eyed masters who used to make random moves.

As the saying goes, experts will know if there is any.

"But I am not the former Wuxia Amon."

Jia Long was in mid-air, and suddenly his delicate body became soft.
Chapter completed!