Qin Feng didn't have time to watch this battle. At this moment, the little old man had already rushed in front of Qin Feng and Tiantian.
"Ah, why bother?" This is Shao Yilong's catchphrase.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Feng stretched out his hand, and the broken sword flashed out from the Space Ring.
"Hoo!..."
When a sword slashes out, heaven and earth suddenly become silent, as if the entire world has turned into nothingness, with only this sword whistling through the air.
"Ah!!!" The withered old man immediately felt the terror of the sword. He roared. In an instant, he split into twelve sharp swords, constantly flashing left and right, using all his strength to resist or dodge. However, no matter how he tried, that terrifying sword seemed to be the same as ever, completely unaffected—
Despair!
"Pfft..."
The sword light passed through the body and then through. The little old man still stared with those horrified eyes, but his body had already collapsed.
