"The power of the witch hunter is used to deal with demons, not to fight for strength and victory..."

Fang Yuan shook his head, but the words he said made the people around him feel energetic: "But... it is not impossible to deal with some ill-hearted criminals!"

"Badman, are you talking about us?"

Tris's face turned red and he held the handle of the giant sword tightly.

"No...it's just a group of mice secretly peeping..."

Fang Yuan held the Starry Night Sword, and suddenly, a flame rose into the sky.

Buzz!

Around the surroundings, the night opens, and the stars change, as if it turns into darkness in an instant.

"Morning Star Sword Art Starry Sky!"

In the dazzling starlight, a stream of light appeared and suddenly turned into thousands of sparks, like a meteor shower, exploding in all directions.

"Is this...Ceris' Morning Star Sword?"

When Tris saw this scene, he immediately knew that he was definitely not Fang Yuan's opponent.

Because at this time the other party was already comparable to the sword of dawn!

An even more amazing scene happened.

The sword energy of the flames and stars fell to the ground, and blood holes suddenly appeared.

Some figures that seemed to be lurking in rocks, trees, and the earth were forced out one after another, and the leaders were some of the old men in luxury clothes.

"People from the Artist Family?"

When Tris saw this scene, he immediately roared: "You lurk so close?"

"Santos, the elder of the Thirteen Clan, have seen you all!"
Chapter completed!