"No, it's impossible. I must be dreaming!" Under the palm of Chen Jiu's giant, a figure is like a grand monkey of that year, incomparably confused and unable to break free.

"Why, cold sword, did you attack me?" After Chen Jiu looked down at it, he also understood it completely. He thought that this sword was the first master and was bitten by Erha. That was quite dissatisfied.

"Chen Jiu, I clearly have condensed the rudiment of Taoist mind, but why can't you even stop it?" Cold sword is really unacceptable.

"Cold Sword, although you are making progress, but others also do not stay, do you understand?" Chen Jiu took...