"Chu State? What else do you know?" Sheng Jiutian's pupils shrank.

"I know what is not important. I can be sure that you can't kill me! And I can mobilize you to chase you all day long! Let you have nothing, and let you regret today! Do you believe it?" The young master sneered.

Sheng Jiutian stared at Gongzi Fu.

"Come on, you rob it! Zhao Yong's swordsmanship! The swordsmanship of the clone of the Tongtian Sect Master! Use all your accumulations to exchange, wouldn't you use Zhou Yi to deduce it? Try it, what will happen if you rob me of things?" The young master sneered.

Sheng Jiutian stared at Gongzifu, put his hands behind him, and kept counting his fingers.

As he calculated, Sheng Jiutian saw a cloud of fog, a palpitation, and a feeling of danger.

It was this huge sense of danger that made Sheng Jiutian stop everything.

"Hahaha, it seems that you didn't make up your calculations and just snatched my stuff?" The young master pretended to sneer.

After turning his hand, the young master pretended to put away the purple sword, and a sense of unwillingness flashed in Sheng Jiutian's eyes.

"What God gave you is yours! It is not given to you, you are not qualified to take it!" The young master said in a false voice.

Sheng Jiutian stared at Gongzifu and watched for a long time before taking a deep breath.

"Hmph, okay, okay, okay, then I'll wait and see what your final result!" Sheng Jiutian shook his sleeves.

Bang!

The sword energy around him suddenly disappeared, and Sheng Jiutian also turned into a ray of light and shadow, disappearing.

It was not until Sheng Jiutian left that the young master did not breathe a long sigh.

"Young Master, Sheng Jiutian is gone?" Long Yangjun walked over with his wound covering his face with an excited look on his face.

The young master squinted his eyes and said, "Sheng Jiutian? He will find it again!"

"ah?"
Chapter completed!