He held the sword and approached Zhao Dongting in two steps, and stabbed straight down the tip of the sword.

Zhao Dongting was shrouded in a strong death crisis.

And at this moment, a sword suddenly flashed a little cold light from outside the window and shot in.

The sword passed silently.

Even Jun Tianfang and Beishanqiu were not expected at all.

The man in black robe who had reached Zhao Dongting was stunned, the sword tip was only two inches away from Zhao Dongting, but he could no longer make any progress.

A sword breaks the throat.

Another man rushed in from the window, wearing a coarse cloth, like a farmer, but his figure was extremely fast.

As soon as the sword penetrated into the interior wall, his figure had already swept to the wall. He instantly pulled out the sword and then killed two black-robed men who He Le fought for free.

Before the person arrived, the sword energy arrived first.

A man in black robe burst into blood on his chest and fell to the ground with a muffled groan.

Le Wuchen's face was pale and he got a chance to breathe. Although he didn't know who this person was, he still retreated and went to Zhao Dongting.

As soon as the man rushed in, he reached the only man in black robe. The sword gathered into the cold light, and in an instant there were more than ten swords.

The man in the black robe who was ranked in the Great Yuan realm actually had no power to resist. He just blocked several sword lights and his body and head were separated.

A head rolled and threw it into the sky, and then the body fell down.

Beishan Qiu, who originally thought that something big could be accomplished, was shocked and rushed out the window, with endless anger, "Who is it?"

He dared not stay in the room because this person was obviously a master of Zhenwu Realm.

Jun Tianfang chased out the window, and the sword light continued to cover Beishan Qiu.
Chapter completed!