"Uncle Li, please." Ye Kong didn't say much, holding the golden shield and broad sword, a magic formula. The broad sword body was immediately divided into numerous mahjong pieces of the same size, and then quickly combined. Finally, he made a nice "Qiang" ~

one side was golden, and the small shield, which was wide at the top and sharp at the bottom, was held in his hand.

"you little shield can't help it." Li Leyan's formula is hit, and the hundred sword tripod immediately becomes the size of a water tank. Then it lands on the ground in front of Li Leyan. It's amazing to see the momentum of...