"Chop!"

Song Yan drank lightly, the green Jiaojiao sword in his hand was cut out like lightning, and the Dragon chanted and whispered faintly. At the same time, ten long green swords sprayed out from the tip of the sword and hit with the palm fist in the middle of ten robberies.

"Bombardment!"

A series of explosions sounded, earth-shaking, directly tearing the surrounding void, there was a crack.

Ten enemies.

Sword spirit and Shidao Zhenxing disappeared at the same time. Song Yan once again made a sword and cut ten people by flying!

Seeing this scene, the middle of the ten robberies was shocking and somewhat fortunate. Fortunately, they did...