Jun Moxiao fell to the ground, and was hit by more than a dozen swords, dripping blood.

He turned over and was about to stand up and fight again.

Suddenly, his shoulder was gently touched and a gentle voice came from his ear.

"Today, you have done a good job!"

Hearing this voice, Jun Moxiao turned his head and found that his ancestor was standing beside him at some point.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Old ancestor, I'm embarrassing you. I've never beaten this old guy!"

Jun Mo laughed and said with a sad face.

"It's not embarrassing to beat me, isn't I still there?"

Ye Yun smiled faintly.

He took two steps forward and stood in front of Jun Moxiao.

The other side.

Luo Li climbed up from the ground again and saw the old ancestor who was wearing white clothes and like an immortal, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Old ancestor, I actually want to take action personally." She was surprised.

opposite.

When the old sword saint saw the young man in white suddenly appearing beside Jun Moxiao, his pupils suddenly shrank and he looked up and down.

This handsome young man like an immortal could not see the other party's cultivation.

This shocked him.

Is this a peerless strong man?

"come over!"

Ye Yun tapped the old sword saint with his hand.

The old sword saint suddenly looked shocked and found that his whole body was uncontrollable. He raised his legs and floated towards the other party.

"What kind of cultivation is this?"
Chapter completed!