Ding Yue looked at him condescendingly.

Ying Jiankong's lips squirmed for a moment and did not say anything.

"Because, I have already seen through the second level of the three levels of the Supreme Sword Dao, and you haven't even seen through the first level, how can you be my opponent?"

Ding Yue said proudly.

Ying Jiankong raised his head and asked, "What are the three supreme sword paths?"

All the strong men, especially the strong men in Nine Sword Mountain, were all cheered up and wanted to hear what the three supreme sword paths were.

Why have you never heard of the three supreme sword paths?

Ding Yue had only seen through the second level and had already transformed into a sword intention. If he had seen through the third level, what level would it be?

"Listen, the first level of supreme swordsmanship, forget your sweetheart!"

Ding Yue was solemn and authentic.

Ying Jiankong: "..."

Everyone: "..."

"Only by forgetting your sweetheart can you see through the first level and touch the supreme sword path."

Ding Yue looked serious and authentic.

"fart!"

The woman in purple was so angry.

The old man Hongfeng was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him. Ding Yue would not be a son!

Ying Jiankong forgot his sweetheart, wouldn’t he dump his granddaughter?
Chapter completed!