"Zhao... Zhao Yuande... You can't escape. There are countless Taigu monsters in the middle of the dark sea. Even if it is" since Miss Ye says so, it's cheap for him, give him a good time! "Lin Haoran looked at each other. As long as you kill Ziyun sword, it doesn't matter how you die.
And ye Yun seems to have an unusual relationship with Zhao Yuande. Doing so can be regarded as leaving face for Zhao Yuande.
"OK! Let's do it!" Zhao Yuande looked at Lin Haoran. "Give it to anyone who has a grudge against the blood Sha hall."
"I... I'll come!" huomingyang rushed out and hit the head of Ziyun sword with one palm.
"Ha ha! I'll take a step first and wait for you in front..." Ziyun sword showed a crazy color on his face and was urged by a force in his body.
"No... he's going to burst into blood!" as soon as the fire's famous face changed, he hurried back.
"It doesn't matter! I don't agree here. He can't do anything!" Zhao Yuande raised his mouth slightly and grabbed the purple cloud sword with his palm.
Ziyun sword felt as if he was held by an invisible hand. The violent power in his body dissipated without a trace, and he collapsed to the ground.
"No... here and there! Why is this?" Ziyun sword roared reluctantly.
"This is naturally my inner world. I am the master here. You must ask my permission for anything you want to do." Zhao Yuande smiled faintly and threw the purple cloud sword like a pool of mud in front of huomingyang, "brother Huo, he'll give it to you!"
"Thank you, brother Zhao!" Huo Mingyang arched his hand slightly and stepped directly on the head of Ziyun sword, smashing his head.