"I'm different. I'm not that firm, so I jumped into the fire pit." Jiu Jianxian waved his hand, "This kid, you won't pay attention to you even if you kill him."

The Sword Saint laughed: "Okay, then I want to give it a try!"

After saying that, the Sword Saint left with his sword and sailed on the wind.

Jiu Jianxian slapped his head: "Ahhhhhh!! You must speak without ignoring your brain!"

He also quickly threw out the gourd and chased after him.

Fang Xian opened his eyes in a daze. Bai Wuchang was not reliable. When he left the tower, he was just hiding his life without hiding from the gravel. It seemed that he had knocked Fang Xian fainted by something.

Fang Xian covered his head. Since he could feel the pain, he must be alive. At least there was no such thing as "Victory and defeat are common in military affairs, heroes, please do it again."

Then he looked around and a bunch of monsters surrounded him tremblingly. In front of him was the fighting posture of the Heavenly Ghost Emperor. Although he seemed very weak, he still held on.

Wait, what's wrong...

The Tiangui Emperor's right arm was no longer there, and the cross section was neatly like an ice surface, with black blood flowing.

When the pig-headed monster saw Fang Xian woke up, he quickly wiped his nose and helped him: "My benefactor...you can count!"

"Don't touch me with your hands..." Fang Xian let out the game, and he was resurrected on the spot in full state.

The Emperor of Heavenly Ghost felt Fang Xian's voice and turned around, with a serious expression.

c!~!
Chapter completed!