However, Zhao Qingzhu was even more impatient than them. After seeing how powerful Bai Meisheng and Mo Qing were, the warlike element in his body began to stir. Before the warriors around him could come out, he was already holding the giant scissors and screaming to kill.
Got out.
Without a peerless powerhouse like Mo Qing, Zhao Qingzhu, even if he doesn't know the slightest move, can still rely on the power of the fighting spirit and the unparalleled verticality of the giant scissors.
In one impact, several strong men were buried under the giant shears.
The more enemies he killed, the crazier Zhao Qingzhu became. He kept howling, speaking words that the mainland did not understand, and rushed to kill among the crowd with his dazzling colorful light.
At this moment, Da Zhongjiu, who had been knocked unconscious by him, opened his eyes, then quickly turned over and stood up.
Hearing the shouting voice of Zhao Qingzhu in the crowd, Da Chongjiu quickly looked around and then suddenly ran out.
At the same time, Mo Qing, who did not kill Zhao Qingzhu because of Bai Meisheng's appearance, suddenly retreated after exchanging ten moves with Bai Meisheng. The ink sword in his hand buzzed, and the terrifying killing intent spread overwhelmingly.
And out.
"The scum of hundreds of families!"
Mo Qing, whose murderous intention spread crazily, held the sword with both hands, and said word by word: "You are dead!" Zhao Qingzhu killed him.
However, Zhao Qingzhu was even more impatient than them. After seeing how powerful Bai Meisheng and Mo Qing were, the warlike element in his body began to stir. Before the warriors around him could come out, he was already holding the giant scissors and screaming to kill.
Got out.
Without a peerless powerhouse like Mo Qing, Zhao Qingzhu, even if he doesn't know the slightest move, can still rely on the power of the fighting spirit and the unparalleled verticality of the giant scissors.
In one impact, several strong men were buried under the giant shears.
The more enemies he killed, the crazier Zhao Qingzhu became. He kept howling, speaking words that the mainland did not understand, and rushed to kill among the crowd with his dazzling colorful light.
At this moment, Da Zhongjiu, who had been knocked unconscious by him, opened his eyes, then quickly turned over and stood up.
Hearing the shouting voice of Zhao Qingzhu in the crowd, Da Chongjiu quickly looked around and then suddenly ran out.
At the same time, Mo Qing, who did not kill Zhao Qingzhu because of Bai Meisheng's appearance, suddenly retreated after exchanging ten moves with Bai Meisheng. The ink sword in his hand buzzed, and the terrifying killing intent spread overwhelmingly.
And out.
"The scum of hundreds of families!"
Mo Qing, whose murderous intention spread crazily, held the sword with both hands, and said word by word: "You are dead!" Zhao Qingzhu killed him.
However, Zhao Qingzhu was even more impatient than them. After seeing how powerful Bai Meisheng and Mo Qing were, the warlike element in his body began to stir. Before the warriors around him could come out, he was already holding the giant scissors and screaming to kill.
Got out.
Without a peerless powerhouse like Mo Qing, Zhao Qingzhu, even if he doesn't know the slightest move, can still rely on the power of the fighting spirit and the unparalleled verticality of the giant scissors.
In one impact, several strong men were buried under the giant shears.
The more enemies he killed, the crazier Zhao Qingzhu became. He kept howling, speaking words that the mainland did not understand, and rushed to kill among the crowd with his dazzling colorful light.
At this moment, Da Zhongjiu, who had been knocked unconscious by him, opened his eyes, then quickly turned over and stood up.
Hearing the shouting voice of Zhao Qingzhu in the crowd, Da Chongjiu quickly looked around and then suddenly ran out.
At the same time, Mo Qing, who did not kill Zhao Qingzhu because of Bai Meisheng's appearance, suddenly retreated after exchanging ten moves with Bai Meisheng. The ink sword in his hand buzzed, and the terrifying killing intent spread overwhelmingly.
And out.
"The scum of hundreds of families!"
Mo Qing, whose murderous intention spread crazily, held the sword with both hands, and then said word by word: "You are dead!"