"Father!"

"Sword Saint!"

"The King of Fighters..."

"don't want!"

The Emperor of the War God, the Yanxia warriors cried and cried, and the sound of grief shook the sky and the earth.

However, if crying is useful, what is the use of this sword?

However, at this moment of life and death.

Suddenly, deep in the sky, anger echoed.

"True people, how dare you?"

The rolling anger exploded like thunder.

Immediately afterwards, a majestic palm seal covered the sky and the sun.

Just like the Tathagata descended from heaven.

From the depths of the sky, I burst into anger.

Just one palm! Thousands of attacks of Truman!

The second palm shook off the powerful Truman!

The third palm, Yunyang Immortal Formation, was directly dispersed!

Anderman and other elders of Truman suddenly suffered such a blow, stepped on the ground and retreated one after another. Finally, they broke through the rocks and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

"who?"

"Who is it?"

"Who is ignorant of life and death, dares to disturb my Truman's affairs?"

Anderman spitted blood from his mouth, his eyes were red, and he angrily cursed at the distance.

The Sword Saint, the King of Fighters and others also looked up and the warriors in Yanxia all looked into the distance.

At this time, everyone had the same question in their hearts.

Who is the person coming?

Huh ~

The cold wind is blowing up the wind and sand in the sky.

In this way, in everyone's sight, a figure in white appeared quietly on the top of Yanshan Mountain.
Chapter completed!