"Okay, Bai Chi, I didn't realize that you are still a rich second generation."

The red-haired teased the white pool.

In this case, they still have fun and jokes, and it can be seen how good these people have. After all, they have seen too many desperate situations.

"Who knows, I never told me he is so rich."

Bai Chi rolled her eyes.

Qianyishui's offensive was broken. When he turned around and saw the 100-meter black hero, he said in a lost voice: "It's you!"

"What, I didn't expect me to come back!"

Bai Jiangnan laughed loudly, "Come on, let me see if you have made progress over the years!"

Bai Jiangnan carried a dark and bullied himself. He was the heroic spirit behind him, waving the double blades in his hand.

"I should have thought long ago that if you, the gatekeeper, could you inherit the Heroic Spirit Hall with this junior? It seems that the Heroic Spirit Hall is also in this Hengshan Mountain!"

Qian Yishui also roared.

Two hundred-meter heroes fought together in an instant.

The battle between Qianyishui and Bai Jiangnan was not like Qianyishui and the white-haired man. The battle between Qianyishui and the white-haired man was silent. The battle with Bai Jiangnan was a tremendous earthquake, with great momentum and spiritual energy soaring into the sky. Even the mountains in the distance began to explode due to the battle between the two.

"Qianyishui, you shameless old guy, you look like you are in your thirties. I'm ashamed of you. Today I've bullied the younger generation. Why do you think you have stepped into the 100-meter ladder?

Today I will slap your old face hard!"

Bai Jiangnan's voice kept ringing.

Bai Chi stood on the ground with an excited expression, "Awesome! I am worthy of being my Bai Chi. I am not ashamed of this skill of being excited!"

Jianjun looked at the sky with an ugly face, then his arm shook, and countless phantoms of the divine sword appeared behind her. These phantoms of the divine sword formed a circle behind Jianjun, and all the tips of the sword were forward.

"go."

The sword king's arm shook again, and the countless phantoms of the magic sword headed straight for Zhang Xuan and the others.

"Haha, I want this lotus."

The white-haired man laughed at this time and took action at the same time, attacking Zhang Xuan and others.

Zhang Xuan and the others have now become prey targeted by everyone.

"Crazy, stop, this person, you can't move."

A cold sound suddenly sounded in the air.

Then the figure of Miaomeng with silver hair shawl appeared, standing in front of the white-haired man, Chessia came from the Holy Kingdom of Heaven.

The white-haired man looked at Chessia in confusion, "What are you? You deserve to call me by your name?"

"Take it."

Chessia raised her arm, threw out a token, and floated in the air.

The moment Kuangchi saw this token, his body was shocked, "It's him! Who are you?"

"You shouldn't ask, you don't have to ask."

Chessia looked cold, "Now, you should leave. If I guessed it well, your injuries were left behind. If you can escape from the ancient battlefield, I am afraid that the person who hurts you will also come out."

Kuangchi stared at the token floating in the air and took a deep breath, "I'm Kuangchi receiving this order."

After Kuangchi finished speaking, he grabbed the token and then his figure gradually faded in the air.
Chapter completed!