Su Hao, who was already following the crowd, felt aroused in his heart.

He has practiced Sword Twenty-Three and has a strong sense of sword energy.

"snort!"

Xia Qinghan's face calmed down and he slapped out with a palm from his hand.

A black palm energy burst out from her palm and attacked Lu Hengyuan.

The palm wind is fierce, like a wave, and it keeps talking.

"What a fierce palm technique, it's not like a woman at all!"

Su Hao looked at Xia Qinghan's palm force and said in his heart.

laugh!

Seeing this, Lu Hengyuan slashed out with a sword, trying to split the palm.

Bang!

The two forces collided, and the two men took several steps back.

Xia Qinghan retreated back to the room, while Lu Hengyuan retreated to the hall.

Then the two fought again.

At this time, Mu Tao took action, his palm seemed a little shriveled, and he practiced the Dead Wood Palm of the Tianjiu Mountain.

It is rumored that the person who was hit was like a dead tree and had lost his essence and blood.

He pushed out with a palm and attacked Xia Qinghan.

"Old man Mu, let's fight!"

Just then.

A blood-colored shadow flew out from outside, and a palm burst out, and a scarlet color came out of the palm, like a wave of blood, colliding with Mu Tao's dead wood palm.

Then the two separated, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Mu Tao's mouth, and his originally shriveled palms were covered with scarlet color.

"Blood boy, you dare to enter Mucheng!"
Chapter completed!