Xuanyuan Xiong roared and said: "Let's go!"

"leave here!"

Xuanyuan Xiong looked at Zhan Wushuang, who was faintly appearing in the white light, and his heart trembled, "Is Zhan Wushuang not dead yet?"

Suddenly.

Xuanyuan Xiong also shouted loudly: "Evacuate, evacuate the secret realm."

"quick!"

Many Xuanyuan tribe members quickly evacuated. If Zhan Wushuang was really not dead, then his power would be too terrifying.

"Uuhaha..."

"Uuhaha..."

The eerie laughter sounded.

"Want to escape?"

"snort!"

"Xuanyuan Xiong, your Xuanyuan clan is going to be exterminated here today."

"And you Eight Great Vajras, you will all die, hahaha..." Zhan Wushuang's sinister laughter rang out.

The black knife moved.

"If you want to die, you will die first!"

The black sword energy moved out of the way, condensed, and formed a huge black sword, slashing down on Zhan Wushuang's head.

“Boom!

A loud noise all over.

At this moment, all the white halo on Zhan Wushuang's body disappeared and was sucked into his body. He raised his eyes slightly to look at the black sword energy chopping down above his head, and moved his fingers.

"Buzz!"
Chapter completed!