The next second, someone else had already swept up and rushed towards Ye Wujiu.

The samurai sword also stumbled out of the sheath, making the room full of cold light.

This samurai sword is not only a good knife for killing people, but also has an invincible power.

"boom!"

The strong wind blew outside and the wooden door made Xuanwu even more powerful, like a madman:

"kill!"

He stabbed Ye Wujiu with one knife.

"Bang--"

But as soon as the knife light fell halfway, he saw the shovel slapped over.

The next second, Xuanwu was slapped in the head by Ye Wujiu's shovel.

Xuanwu rolled to the ground, died without saying a word, his eyes widened, endless anger and unwillingness.

He never expected that his thunderous attack could not even block his opponent's shovel.

Who is this?

Xuanwu died with hatred.

Ye Wujiu completely ignored his appearance and turned around and left the yard with a shovel.

At the same time, he pressed the Bluetooth headset in his ear:
Chapter completed!