After shouting, he returned decisively, and felt a sense of witty feeling of running away after pretending to be a slap.

But what made him desperate was that he failed to leap over Jinxi this time, but instead hit a wall of air with a "dou" sound.

The way home is blocked!

"Fifth, Fifth Senior Brother!" Xu Pengzhou looked at several fellow disciples across the river with horror.

I took it off this time!

"Junior Brother Ninth, be careful behind you!"

Ning Hongyi and others watched Guo Dalu's hand slowly fall down and hurriedly reminded him.

Xu Pengzhou turned around blankly and looked at the raised hand on the tree, as if he was looking at the butcher knife in the executioner's hand.

A bead of sweat the size of a bean slid down his forehead.

"Wow~ha!" the man on the tree shouted and his arms fell heavily.

"Junior Brother Ninth!"

"Senior Brother Nine!"

Ning Hongyi and others shouted sadly.

Xu Pengzhou's legs became weak, and he knelt on the ground, his hands stood in a squat in a squat.

The second senior brother was unable to take Guo Dalu's sword, let alone him?

In this line of life and death, he remembered his mother.

Tears slid down silently.

I don’t know how long the time has passed, and the Haoran sword energy that suppresses everything has not yet fallen. He raised his head in confusion and saw the man on the tree shaking his hands, as if his arms were numb and he was just moving.

Xu Pengzhou felt that he was embarrassed today.
Chapter completed!