"The ancient sword cultivator is marching forward without hesitation, but you, Cheng Xie, are hiding in a corner in order to protect yourself. Even though you join hands with all the saints to protect the sword, over the years, the gods and Buddhas have gradually grown in number."

"So much so that now you only dare to bully the few with more, so much so that now you will kneel down when you see me."

"The two needles of the Hidden Sword followed you, which really blinded the famous sword and lost its status as a famous sword!"

Cheng Xie was scolded until his head was swollen, his heart was filled with anger, and he almost vomited blood. This hit him right where it hurt.

He raised his hand, took out a small sword from his sleeve, and pointed it directly at Ba Zunzun: "Do you dare to fight me?"

In the tall building behind, Li You of the Yin Ghost Sect saw this scene and directly covered his mouth and burst into laughter.

You didn’t dare to beat the young Eight Masters, but you chose to beat the adult Eight Masters?

The Cheng family still has some talent...

The four people in the Sword Burial Tomb all had strange expressions on their faces. At this point, they also felt that the Eighth Sword Immortal was somewhat different from the one in the legend.

Su Qianqian alone looked at the scene of Cheng Xie's sword pointing at the eight masters. She didn't know what she thought of, and her face lost all color and turned as white as paper.

Sack Bazun's face darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Do you know the consequences of pointing a sword at me?"

Cheng Xie laughed and asked:
Chapter completed!