Xu Xiaoshou slapped him, but Xiao Kongtong did not wake up angry. He slept peacefully and seemed unwilling to come back. Maybe this is a side effect of the second world?

But if Mei Jiren cuts off the Prajna without any descendants, is he just like a normal person? Oh, yes, this cannot be compared at all.

Thinking that Feng Xiaose's Wrath of the Red God could only barely condense into shape, Xiao Kongtong's sword could strike perfectly, which already surpassed the opponent by countless levels.

This sword is so outstanding!

It should not be compared with Mr. Ji Ren. Among his peers, Xiao Kongtong is already second to none with this sword alone.

Looking back.

From the Fallen Abyss to the south, a sword mark was plowed open by the light of the sword, which was not hindered by anything.

This sword mark is so exaggerated, it is simply shocking.

It separates mountains, rivers, jungles, swamps...

It passed through everything and left a strong mark on Void Island, as if it was going to divide this city in the sky into two.

"This is the second world?"

"It has simply rewritten the pattern of Void Island!"

Xu Xiaoshou was frightened. After taking a deep breath, he discovered that the clone of the portrait that came to hug Xiao Kongtong did not incur Yan Wuse's attack.

He knew that maybe somewhere, Yan Wuse could no longer take care of himself after receiving the sword.

At least, I can't take care of myself for a while.

Xu Xiaoshou himself appeared in a hurry, threw Xiao Kongtong into Yuan Mansion, and then disappeared again.

He didn't know how to treat Xiao Kongtong.

But at least keep the person and hand it over to Ba Zunzhen later. Maybe he can find a way.

Thinking of the Eight Masters, Xu Xiaoshou became angry for no reason.

What is this guy waiting for? He has to wait until everyone is dead and exhausted before he shows up?

If your legs and feet are weak, just ask the storyteller to carry you on your journey!

However, before the portrait clone could be disbanded, a soft buzzing sound sounded from the horizon, with a hint of doubt:

"Is this the sword you drew?"

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Chapter completed!