When the familiar figure appeared, Han Quexian and the few Legal strong men and children who were not many were shocked.

"Get back quickly, hurry!"

Han Queye exclaimed loudly, Long Er's death made him even more creepy, fearing to climb, and he didn't dare to step forward. When he came to his senses, he began to retreat violently.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

The blue sword light swept through, and the sword broke through the air, and the few powerful people and children of the Legalists since then penetrated through them.

"Bang bang bang..."

The figures then turned into blood mist, and their souls were destroyed.

"Old dog, you can't escape!"

The golden light broke through the sky, and Du Shaofu's figure appeared directly in front of Han Queye who was retreating. The golden wings of the big roc flapped behind him. Zhou Kong had a blue light and swept into his palm.

The person Du Shaofu was watching the most was the people of the Legalists. How could he let them leave and activate the Fantasy Sword Formation to kill.

Especially Han Quexian in front of him, he had reservations that day and had not killed him. At this moment, Du Shaofu did not intend to let him go.

Looking at Du Shaofu who suddenly appeared in front of him, Han Queye's heart trembled. Du could not resist with a move of Long Yan. After his severe damage, his strength was probably not as good as Long Yan, and he could not even have the desire to compete.

"Shaojing, hurry up and kill him, hurry up!"

Such shouts came from Han Quede's mouth, shouting loudly at the fairy-like figure on the mountain.

Han Quede's heart was collapsed at this moment. He still remembers the first time he saw the man in front of him. At that time, the former was so weak that he didn't take it seriously.

But in just a few years, the man in front of him had reached the point where his soul trembled. Such growth was too terrible and was already against the will of heaven.

Thinking of this, Han Quede realized that Du Shaofu did not kill him on purpose when he fought a few days ago.

Han Quede was deeply regretful. If he had known today, he would have killed the little mistress in front of the Legalists, but now it is too late to regret it.

On the mountain, the woman who was as fairy as a god turned around and turned her head, calm and uninterrupted, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

"Du Shaojing, do you want to betray the Legalists? Take action quickly, hurry..."

Han Quede was desperate, and his true fear climbed deep in the soul.

Du Shaojing had no intention of saving him and was not under his control at all. The thing he was most worried about was still happening.

"Old man, I said that one day, I will definitely kill you one day!"

Du Shaofu looked at Han Quede. This old man looked the most disgusting and vicious.

"Ha ha ha ha."
Chapter completed!