The crowd was infuriated, and a name appeared in everyone's mind and blurted out. It was the famous Hua Hua Gongzi who was recently called Xiao Jian Shuang Jue, a flute and a sword, and crossed the Cang Xuan Mansion.

All the evil cultivators he targeted were dead without exception. His deeds were so magical that they were rumored to be invincible in the eyes of many people.

Burial of the Flower Boy?

Yan Teng was stunned in an instant, why did this guy come here at this time?

He had just been a dog for the Thunder Demon Sword and was about to kill the disciples of other sects, but the Burial Flower Master appeared by chance.

He lost all his face and was able to save his life, and he would not be ashamed to stay in Cangxuan Mansion in the future.

Damn it! Yanteng's face was extremely ugly, his right fist was clenched, and he felt indescribable.

“It’s saved.”

The head of the Qiu family looked at the silver figure slowly approaching, with a happy face and slowly stood up.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly. Lin Yun put down the purple jade divine bamboo flute. Under the silver moon mask, no one could see his expression clearly. He had a cold look in his eyes, and he looked down at the Thunder Sword Demon.

"Is another one who died?"

Leng Aoran looked at the other party, holding the silver spear in both hands, and grinning.
Chapter completed!