Zhang Taiying's eyes were narrowed, and he looked at the sword in Xu Xiaoshou's hand with some surprise.

A ninth-grade weapon, so impressive?

After realizing that this guy was really not that simple, he had already put away his anger.

If we really want to fight, we can't fight at the door of Zhang's house, otherwise, it will always be the Zhang family that suffers the big loss in the end.

"Your Excellency, what do you want?" Zhang Taiying asked coldly.

"What do you want..."

Xu Xiaoshou's hand holding the sword couldn't stop trembling, his lips turned purple, and he finally forced the thought of the sword into his palm.

"You can't fire it. Although this sword energy is strong for me, to the throne, it is a blow that can expose my strength."

"It must be put away!"

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes flashed and he thought of Yuan Mansion.

As soon as he moved his hand, he would launch the sword into the chaos.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the sword thought above Dantian was suddenly startled.

A wisp of breath shot out, directly tearing a blood path within the body, and then suddenly merged into the sword thought that Xu Xiaoshou had cultivated in his palm.

"ah--"

Xu Xiaoshou shouted out on the spot, and in the eyes of everyone who was confused and puzzled, "Hidden suffering" suddenly hardened.

call out!

A ray of silver light pierced the sky, and the bright color directly ignited the sky.

Under this sword, it was as if the galaxy was torn apart, and everyone was shocked.

"Swish, swish, swish—"

At the same time, tens of thousands of spatial swords suspended in the void were swept away.

The sword wind blowing across the Zhang Mansion was silent.

The next second.

boom!

The roof of the Sutra Pavilion is tilted down and divided into two.
Chapter completed!