"Come on, old guy, I'll show you what it means to do it!"

The thin man suddenly rushed up like a whirlwind, shaking his hands and slapping them.

Well, it was just slaps, and in an instant, it had fluctuated at least a hundred times! Judging from this posture, I had to slap Shang Qingyun in the face and dizzy.

Shang Qingyun snorted, starlight flashed in his eyes, raised his hand, and a bamboo chopstick banged, which had already penetrated the thin man's palm, and blood came out.

Completely ignore the shadow of the palm in the sky and penetrate the chopsticks directly!

The thin man was surprised by this change and was shocked. He turned around and shouted sternly: "I'm going to be a big deal!"

When I looked at the bamboo chopsticks that penetrated the palm of my hand, my eyes were already extremely solemn!

The current situation is far beyond the established expectations!

This thin man Yang Yu is at the middle level of Huayun, and his strength is even higher than that of Qin Fangyang and Mu Yanyan. His hand has almost been cultivated to the point where Vajra is immortal and cannot be damaged. Even if a master of the same level fights weapons, he can still beat the opponent's weapons with his bare hands!

And now, it was actually penetrated directly by a bamboo chopstick.

If it weren't for personal experience, he would have only regarded this statement as a huge joke!

But at this moment, there was only a huge shock!

What kind of cultivation level does this Shang Qingyun have? How could he be so sharp?!

Then at this moment...

A brilliant light suddenly appeared in the night sky, and a brilliant sword light came in a trance, unimaginable and indescribable manner, just like the sun suddenly appeared, and it was even more entangled with unparalleled power, rushing towards you at a high speed, until Shang Qingyun!

In just a flash, it had arrived in front of Shang Qingyun.

Qin Fangyang attacked with mask.

The body and sword are united!

A look of surprise flashed in Shang Qingyun's eyes, and his thin palms opened and closed, and he shot them horizontally with a straight stroke.

With a dull bang, Shang Qingyun shook his body.

But with a muffled groan, Qin Fangyang flew out like a kite with broken strings. The sword in his hand was directly broken into seventeen or eighteen junctions. He stuffed his blood in his throat and almost spit out.

Qin Fangyang's heart was already filled with great shock at this moment.
Chapter completed!