"scar, don't e over here. let me take care of him. get out of the way." zhao qianlei said to the people who wanted to help.
"hey, let's die!" zhao qianlei jumped into the air and ran into the air. "shadow sword formula, the first shadow flying blade, the send shadow lightning, the third shadow flow cloud, the fourth shadow xianglong." drink! "
zhao qianlei made his strongest move at present, a sword as fast as lightning, sharp, directly across the head of the flame scalper.
gradually, the flame yellow cattle split in two, blood
oke out, ndensed into a mass of blood flowers in the air,
illiant.
"the boss won. great." a crowd of mercenaries kept cheering. at this time zhao qianlei had nothing in his body and was sitting there to rest. "all right, go and have the w sorted out by a few people, and then hand in the task."
"yes, boss."
a man and a woman stand in front of the entrance at the junction of wu jitian and the dark sky climbing the ladder.
"master, aren't you taking me to practice?" a woman is asking