n a tattered Daoist robe, as thin as a stick and as if he was about to fall apart at any moment, suddenly charged out with a rusty sword!

Boom!

Countless rules seemed to have turned into sword light at this moment.

Ding Ding Ding!

The rules were like swords, and all the swords returned to the sect. All of them gathered on the rusty sword that the old Daoist was holding.

“By the general’s order, I will kill you.”

The old Daoist said.

Puchi!

The old Daoist’s sword light suddenly swept across.

It was so fast that the upper realm immortal who was still scolding Lu fan did not even have time to react.

The head that was surrounded by the multicolored light was chopped off.

This sword strike even destroyed the head of the primordial spirit.

With one sword strike.

This upper realm emissary who had finally walked out of the ancient warship..

Died.

How miserable his death was!

In the sky around the five phoenixes.

The immortal transformation realm experts who had taken half a step from the back of the battleship, the spirit boat, and the bird of prey all felt their hair stand on end under this sword. They instantly retracted their steps.

“Ten Thousand Swords returning to their roots! Under the blood-red robe... Sword King!”

“How dare the blood-red robe general brazenly kill the emissary from the upper realm? !”

“Something big is going to happen, something really big is going to happen!”

The Immortal Transformation Mighty figures cried out in alarm, wanting to go crazy.

There were even quite a number of people who turned around and wanted to escape.

That ancient god of slaughter had appeared, so it was probably not enough for them to stay behind and kill him!

They had thought of all sorts of endings, and even thought that the mysterious Saint Lord Lu could fight the emissary of the upper realm to a standstill.

But..

They had never thought that the emissary of the upper realm would die so aggrieved!

The upper realm emissary died.

The dao Yan mirror suspended in the sky began to tremble violently.

Suddenly.

A breeze blew past.

A silver light flashed.

Beside the Dao Yan Mirror, a white-clothed youth sitting upright in a wheelchair appeared.

He reached out and gently grabbed the Trembling Dao Yan mirror.

The originally Trembling Dao Yan mirror stopped trembling.

The Dao Yan mirror had changed ownership.

The youth’s smile was as gentle and beautiful as jade.

He played with the Dao Yan mirror and looked at everyone with a smile, as if he was warm and hospitable.

“Everyone, the Heaven and Earth competition hasn’t ended yet. Don’t be in a hurry to run.”

PS: 6,000 words. This way of dying, an ordinary person would definitely not think of it... asking for a recommendation ticket, asking for a monthly ticket