If Xiao Jin was not injured, how terrible it would be.

"Let him go!"

Xue Dao shouted loudly.

At the same time, he took action again.

However, he was blocked again by Long Wu.

Zi Jian couldn't wait any longer this time. The Ice Sword was dead, so he couldn't let the Fire Sword die too.

He also pounced on Xiao Jin.

However, at this moment, a figure stopped in front of him.

It was a handsome young man with crystal eyes.

He is in his thirties, dressed very fashionably, and exudes a refined aura.

"Go away!"

No matter who stops Zi Jian, he will save Huo Dao this time.

However, the bespectacled man waved his hand gently, and huge vines grew on the ground, tightly entangled with the purple sword.

Even if it's just for a moment.

But just because of this moment, Xiao Jin absorbed all the energy of the fire knife.

When Fire Knife returned to his human form, he was completely dead.

Long Chen looked at Zi Jian and Huo Dao indifferently: "How is it? Have we passed the assessment?"

Zi Jian regained his composure and withdrew from the battle.

The blood knife is still going crazy there.

But it's useless. Blood Knife and Long Wu are equally powerful. They can't defeat Long Wu at all. It's just a waste of energy.

Zijian looked at the man with glasses.

A strong fear arose in my heart.

He was able to restrain him so easily. This kind of strength seemed to be more terrifying than his elder brother.

What's the origin of this?
Chapter completed!