During the battle, Luo Zong Wuba made a sound.

Immediately afterwards, his feet suddenly moved, and he blinked in front of Qing Yunzi, who was about to use his sword move again.

The double bowl pushed forward.

"drink!"

Qingyunzi's long sword was also handed out, and one sword seemed to be able to open a mountain and split a stone.

"when!"

Luo Zong Wuba's robe was swelling and instantly became round, as if full of energy.

Qingyunzi's long sword broke inch by inch.

He was slapped in his chest by the double bowl. Although he blocked it with his hands, he still vomited blood and threw it away.

"Senior Brother!"

"Master!"

The Taoist priests shouted in surprise.

Someone hurriedly ran to Qingyunzi.

Qing Yunzi pushed them away, his face flushed, he forced himself to stand up, and his eyes fixedly looked at Luo Zong Wuba, "The monk has such a profound cultivation level."

The entire robe was swelling, which could already explain the fact that Luo Zong Wuba had reached the True Martial Realm.

After saying this, Qingyunzi retreated with a little depressed look. He took a few steps, but finally fell to the ground.

The Taoist priest next to him hurriedly held him in his arms and fed him a few pills.
Chapter completed!