Yuemang thought.

Do your best.

I'm sure I can cut the tower.

In a rage.

My own strength, is Chonglou this kind of rubbish can resist?

However.

Yuemang never thought of it.

The strength of Chonglou is not the rubbish he thinks.

Yue Mang's Dao Qi was instantly cracked.

However, the terrible sword Qi of Chonglou did not dissipate.

In Yue Mang's eyes, he saw the sharp sword Qi, and his eyes showed panic.

Yue mang wanted to dodge in his heart, but it was too late.

In a hurry, a protective light pattern appeared on his body.

This protective light pattern is not his protective vigorous Qi.

It's some kind of protective device.

"Wow."

The sword Qi slashes on the protective holy weapon.

There was a ripple of light.

Yuemang, in a rage.

We need to kill Chonglou.

But at the moment, it is embarrassed to take out the protective device.

Looking at Chonglou's eyes, full of fear and embarrassment.

Yue mang didn't think of it at all.

The strength of Chonglou is equal to that of him.

"Brother yuemang."

"I see your anger."

"Isn't that all?"

"If you want me to die, you should be angry."

"But why do you take out the sacred vessel to resist it?"

"Let me see your real anger."

"It's no fun going on like this."

Chonglou looked at yuemang and said with mockery in his eyes.

"No way."

"It's absolutely impossible."

"How can you be so strong?"

"A month ago."

"You have not perfected the four ways of the Holy One."

"Why in a month."

"Practice to the four turns of the saints?"

"It's impossible."

Yue mang cried out in disbelief.

His voice spread all over the stage of life and death.

Everyone watching on the stage of life and death heard his voice.

Yue Mang's voice was full of disbelief and fear.

This kind of feeling, but more people feel full of shock.

"In one month, the four ways of the saints have not been perfected, and the four ways of the saints have not been perfected."

"How could that be?"

Yan Yuanzheng, Yan Tianqing, que Yichen and others also murmured in disbelief.

Not to mention the four ways of perfect saints, it's enough to let many martial arts get stuck for several years.

As for every turn of the saint's four turns, it is extremely difficult.

Many martial arts practitioners also need to be stuck for several years.

However, these levels of strength have improved.

Chonglou was able to be completed in a month.

This kind of thing is really incredible.

"Chonglou, you son of a bitch."

"It's cheating us again."

"He's hiding his strength."

"That's disgusting."

Nan Qingxuan said angrily.

Thanks to her worry.

I'm afraid that Chonglou is in danger.

But I don't know.

Chonglou, the bastard, has been to the saint four times.

Nan Qingxuan has been far away.

The beautiful eyes of taishumin around her are slightly bright.

In her heart, she recalled what Chonglou had said in Qijue Academy.

At that time, the important building in the eyes of Tai Shumin was still a mole ant boy.

However, Chonglou is not afraid of being beaten by taishumin.

Shouting that one day I will marry taishumin.

Then, protect her.

Originally, Tai Shumin thought that there was still a long time for Chonglou to improve its strength.

But Tai Shumin didn't think of it at all.

This day has come so fast.

The talent and strength of Chonglou is more and more shocking.

But for Tai Shumin.

Chonglou shows more talent and strength.

But it makes her feel more secure.

I feel more at ease.