"well."

Thinking of this, he sighed quietly, touched the two mustaches on his lips, and sighed softly: "Brother Zhong, it's not very good after all!"

Zhong Ming was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood!

If you have the ability, come and try it!

Almost.

He was about to say this.

Only he himself understands.

It's not that he doesn't want to move, it's just that he can't move. It's not that he doesn't want to resist, it's just that he can't resist at all!

This sword looks ordinary.

But... the force of the sword is as heavy as the world, and the meaning of the sword is as vast as the vastness of all sentient beings. He is very strong and has a very high level of cultivation. However, no matter how strong he is, he will never be stronger than the endless sentient beings. No matter how high he is, he will never be as high as the world.

Great!

Until now.

Only then did he fully understand that Gu Han's previous words were too modest, and his arm was not unjustly lost!

Thoughts turned around quickly.

The tip of the black sword had pierced into the center of his eyebrows, and the vast and eternal aura continued to escape in his immortal soul, and then he found a wisp of what he had worked hard to condense for countless years.
Chapter completed!