The Black Dragon Dharma, which absorbed the true energy, became more and more powerful.

After it roared to the sky, it stretched out its sharp claws on its abdomen and grabbed Xue Rengui.

"Quick Sword, Fourteenth Style!"

Just when the black dragon's claws were about to fall, a steady and powerful voice suddenly sounded.

Accompanying this calm voice was a flash of extremely fast sword light.

"brush!"

A flash of cold light appeared, and the black dragon's sharp claws were instantly shattered and invisible.

"Hoo, ho, ho!"

The Black Dragon Dharma Prime was stunned for a moment, then roared furiously.

"who!?"

Seeing the strange light of the sword, Qin Luo couldn't help but shouted in a clear voice.

"Great Qin swordsman—Wang Yue!"

A simple figure walked slowly from the sky towards the four powerful Dharma Realm figures of the Qin family.

Wang Yue's face was dull, and he was holding a long sword, and there was a faint flash of sword light between his steps.

"Humph, here comes another one who wants to die!"

After Qin Luo heard this, he snorted coldly.

At this time, he had seen through Wang Yue's cultivation level, and he was only a warrior at the eighth level of the Grand Master.
Chapter completed!