This scene made Zhao Qing confused.

"There is no need for you to know who I am, because you are going to die too."

Ling Tian's figure flashed and came to the top of Zhao Qing's head.

"No, I can give you the ancient divine sword, but you can't kill me!"

"Although my Zhao family belongs to the Middle Ages, we have a close relationship with the Divine Court!"

Then Zhao Qing saw the killing intent in Ling Tian's eyes.

Suddenly said anxiously.

"Threaten me?"

Ling Tian chuckled, "Even if you are from the Divine Court, you will still die!"

Ling Tian cut down the Fuxi sword from his hand.

"No!"

In despair, Zhao Qing took out a jade tablet and crushed it.

The ancient divine sword is no small matter. As long as this person is not from the ancient domain, then Zhao still has a chance.

He wanted to pass this news back to the clan.

Buzz!

The Holy Killing Sword directly engulfed Zhao Qing.

When the sword light was gone, Zhao Qing also disappeared.

Only the fragmented godhead was left, turned into divine energy.
Chapter completed!