With a laugh, Fushengwanbian raised the long sword and it was an attack, Mantra Formation, and the ascetic's third-level skill - Mantra Slash!

"1623!"

Piaomiao Yunyan's sword eyebrows were furrowed, and the Weeping Blood Sword swayed slightly to knock away the long knife, and the body sank suddenly. A flying kick made Fusheng Wanren lose his balance, and the combo attack was launched!

While in mid-air, the skill of Floating Life and Ten Thousand Blades knocked the heavy shield to the ground - the heavy shield blocked it!

It's a pity that he only blocked the first attack of Piaomiao Yunyan, but not the next 4 attacks!

"1727!"

"1749!"

"1736!"

"1734!"

…

A series of attacks, coupled with the misty clouds and smoke to supplement the sword, suddenly came to life. When the sword fell to the ground, it was already reduced to a corpse!

Piaomiao Yunyan smiled, holding the Weeping Blood Sword, standing on the edge of the ring, and said loudly: "Making friends with martial arts, who else wants to try it? It's good to have a fight before the midnight snack to warm up!"

…

"drop!"

Lin Wan'er sent a message: "That... late night snack?"

I laughed: "Wait for 5 minutes and I will log off!"

"good!"

…

I raised my hand and pulled out King Qin's Sword with a "clang" sound. I smiled slightly and said, "Let me try it!"

The crowd parted, and everyone looked at me. Suddenly many people showed signs of astonishment——

"Halo! I feel free and at ease!"

"Damn, the 17th-ranked man on CBN Battle Network has something good to watch this time!"
Chapter completed!