Lao Daofeng said in a deep voice: "It is not impossible to work together, but who will listen to in the process?"

The golden ghost sneered: "You old Daofeng can only fight and kill. You have no brains. Could you still listen to you? Besides, we have three brothers..."

The Yin Gui said femininely: "So, you still have to listen to us... Even if you count the number of people, you still have to listen to us..."

The bronze ghost smiled and said, "Why don't we join forces to command... When we need to make a decision, will we raise our hands to vote?"

Lao Daofeng's face suddenly became gloomy: "You have three brothers, but you three join forces to tie me..."

Wu Tie heard the old sword wind and the three ghosts of gold, silver and copper quarrel over there. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Sun Zuo, who also found an extremely weak blood scimitar master in the Mingchi realm, confronted him, and coughed gently.

He pointed to the tiger-headed man opposite and said coldly: "What do you think I'm doing?"

The tiger-headed man thrust his chest without showing any weakness and took a step forward: "What do you think of?"

Wu Tie sneered: "Would you look at me again?"

He also took a step forward.

The tiger-headed man also took a step forward: "I'll just see what you do?"

Wu Tie waved the White Tiger to split and stabbed him with a shot: "Look at me, I'll kill you!"
Chapter completed!