The man in black suddenly said, "The Master of Shenfeng?!"

"Not bad! It's me!"

Fang Ming smiled and said, "I don't want to give it to me with one hand. But I'm very interested in collecting the Songyang Iron Sword in your hand!"

"Arrogant!"

Lu Fengxian had already snorted coldly, picked up a bluestone, his thumb, index finger and middle finger, and left three deep fingerprints.

If you want to crush the stone into powder, all the experts in the weapon chart can do it, but you must not inlay your fingers in this way.

His three fingers are no longer flesh and blood, and their hardness is even better than steel!

"You guys come together!"

Fang Ming suddenly said:

"I know your skills are very good, maybe you are proud enough, but I tell you... If you don't join forces with Guo Songyang, you may not be able to walk twenty moves in my hands..."

"I don't believe it!"

Guo Songyang suddenly said coldly: "Brother Lu, you must give this battle to me!"

Before Lu Feng could answer first, the black iron sword in his hand had suddenly swung out and turned into a flying rainbow!

Guo Songyang let out a long roar, and the man and the sword seemed to be united!

The sword energy was so powerful that the red leaves in the air were divided into two pieces!
Chapter completed!