"Crush it for me!"

Zhuge Buliang struck out again, hitting the Dragon and Tiger Sword. The two giant swords were like broken glass, pieces withered and scattered from the air.

"What! You?" He Xiaoyun's face changed horribly. The Dragon Tiger Sword was his most proud magic weapon, but he didn't want it to be completely shattered in the opponent's hands today.

"Crash!"

The iron chain clanked, and a black chain flew out of He Xiaoyun's body and wrapped around Zhuge Buliang.

This is also one of his proud magic weapons, a choice-level magic weapon.

Zhuge Buliang slapped the black chain in front of him, used both arms to tear the chain into pieces, and threw it away.

"Fuck, he was so overbearing. He tore the Xuanpin magic weapon like a toy."

There was an uproar in the crowd, and everyone looked at Zhuge Buliang in surprise, with stunned expressions and dumbfounded expressions.

"You're going too far!" He Xiaoyun gritted his teeth.

"Hey, you know it's too much. Today I will let you taste the feeling of being humiliated and kneel down for me!!" Zhuge Buliang shouted and slapped him in the air.

A huge wave of momentum hit He Xiaoyun. He Xiaoyun groaned, bent his legs, and knelt firmly on the ground. The ground under his knees cracked, and there was a heart-breaking "click" in the joints of his legs.

"Voices.

"Broken." A cultivator shrank his neck and swallowed hard.

He Xiaoyun knelt on the ground. The pain in his legs made it difficult for him to support himself, and he collapsed to the ground.
Chapter completed!