Zhang Haotian did not know when he appeared behind the opponent, and the long thorn in his hand quietly penetrated the opponent's neck.

The energy vibrated, Zhang Haotian coughed up blood and flew backwards, and the aura of the seventh-grade man immediately became sluggish.

"cut!"

Roy shouted loudly, and a divine sword appeared in his left hand. His speed exploded instantly and he reached the opponent.

The sword light flashed past Qipin's neck.

The seventh grader's head flew up.

After this blow, Zi Chen's aura immediately became sluggish, and the power of thunder in his body was consumed tremendously.

"Walk!"

He didn't care about anything else. The energy swept everyone around him and he was about to leave.

But how can we leave?

Around him, several seventh-grade figures appeared.
Chapter completed!