"This is my fourth-grade natal magical weapon. Let me learn your sword skills."

After saying this, the man and the gun merged into one, turning into a white lightning and rushing towards Lu Shaoqing.

The tip of the spear erupted with bright light, piercing the air and making a whining sound that was breathtaking.

Facing Fan He, who was like a god of guns, coming at him with an invincible momentum.

Lu Shaoqing did not dodge, but took the initiative to step forward and walk through the air, like a sword fairy descending to earth.

The Mo Jun Sword in his hand was slowly extended with an angled finger, pointing to the sky, as if the sun in the sky was his enemy, not the rushing Fan River.

The spiritual power in the body is running, and if someone is here, they will definitely feel the temperature around them rising.

Fan He felt even more angry when he saw that Lu Shaoqing was still showing off at this time, pointing his sword at the sun. Was he looking down on himself?

"die!"

In a short distance, in the blink of an eye, Fan He came to Lu Shaoqing and shouted loudly.

The silver spear thrust out, and a harsh sonic boom burst out in the air, stabbing Lu Shaoqing with terrifying power.
Chapter completed!