"Dying..." Seeing Liang Xiaoke appear in front of him without any adjustment, the blood sea is endless and cold. Especially thinking of being calculated by these people that day, his anger is even stronger. The blood red sword in his hand shakes, and a huge blood awn is straight out, cutting straight at Liang Xiaoke.

Liang Xiaoke went up directly with the sword. He didn't believe that the sword in this guy's hand could resist the sharpness of the sword.

"jingling..." With a loud crash, zhuxianjian was directly shaken to fly. Liang Xiaoke's palm was also directly cracked by the huge counter shock force. He didn't know why the boundless...