The sword in her hand was pressed so hard that she couldn't move. She didn't hesitate, threw the Yuehua Sword into the storage, grabbed the plum blossom gun instead, pressed a talisman on the gun barrel, raised the gun and stabbed.

The plum blossom spear shines brightly.

The plum blossom spear hit the silver mace bit by bit, like two giant mountains colliding, the sound was deafening.

During the collision, there was a harsh sound of glass cracking.

The hand holding the mace shook violently, and he stared at his mace in disbelief. The spear in the hand of the human cub pierced the body of the mace an inch deep, and the mace cracked from the place where it was stabbed.

The natal weapon was damaged, and the Silverhorn Sheep's heart and lungs were also hit, causing blood and energy to surge.

He breathed out hard, quickly took back the damaged silver mace, took out another mace, and hit the human cub before it could retract its weapon.

His pupils were blazing with silver light, capturing the human race's movement.

Le Yun did not move, her spear did not change its direction, and continued to thrust forward. She took out the Zhuxian Lingjian with one hand and pointed it at the silver-horned sheep.

The long-handled mirror gave off a dazzling light.

The light from the mirror was so dazzling that the silver-horned sheep could hardly see anything. He instinctively sensed the crisis, abandoned the human cub, and soared into the sky.
Chapter completed!