Seeing that Yu Lan was still crying and shouting, he turned to her, felt guilty and said regretfully: "It's useless... This method can be hidden from ordinary masters, but it can't be hidden from Li Qiuxian..."

The expression on Yulan's face, crying and screaming, suddenly frozen.

"In the next life, don't have so many cleverness..."

Yulan's pupils suddenly opened: "No, grandpa, I..."

"Bang!"

Xinglan slapped Yulan's forehead with a palm. With the sound of bone shattering, the divine light completely dimmed in her suddenly wide eyes...

When Yu Lan was killed, Xinglan's eyes were filled with pain.

But the pain lasted for only a moment, and the aura on his body suddenly shook.

A kind of free and decisive meaning fills the whole body.

"Nothing can make me worry about anymore..."

Xinglan murmured, and then, he slowly stood up straight, straightened his hunched body, straightened his back and supported his back, and his old and turbid eyes gradually became sharp: "I know, I'm not your opponent at all, but... even if you can't even block your blow, I still want to see Li Qiuxian, who is known as the number one master, how strong the fist is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge stream of blood burst out.

The fighting spirit burns, and everything is spent.

There is death but no life.

This is the last master of a great master warrior.
Chapter completed!