"But it's not very useful to us," Fu Zheng sighed with disappointment.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said nothing.

The effect of ice jade is not only to calm the mind, but also to have other mystery.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound exploded in the sky.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned and said in a deep voice: "I'm going to go over and take a look. Are you staying here?"

"Your Highness, let's go too." Fu Zheng said hurriedly.

Her eyes were burning and full of excitement.

Lu Qingyuan also hurriedly said: "I'm still there."

Chu Zhiyuan's voice rang in their ears: "Come here, be careful."

But he was gone and had already left the sight of the two.

The two women quickly flew up and chased after them, rushing towards the direction of the signal.

When he finally stopped, he saw Chu Zhiyuan standing aside with his hands behind his back, watching the field as he was fighting.

More than twenty strong men are besieging two female masters of the Phoenix Sword Sect.

The two women were in danger, with slow body shape and white face as if they were injured. They were shaking and were about to fall down at any time.

They gritted their teeth and held on, but they couldn't fall down, and the tip of their swords stabbed the strong men around them from time to time.

But their current swords cannot stab their flesh.

Already exhausted, the sword loses its sharpness.

More than twenty strong men took action together, but they didn't look messy, but instead felt shocked, powerful and domineering, and moving forward.

"Uncle Hu, Uncle Lu!"

Seeing this, Lu Qingyuan was very anxious and rushed forward with his sword, but was quickly entangled, like a slumber.
Chapter completed!