of.

But Su Xin is just a holy king?

Dang! Dang! Dang!~~

Violent fighting sounds were heard one after another. The battle between Su Xin and Thousand Finger Saints, the two great saints, was too loud, and the scope of the containment was also extremely wide.

The entire city was completely within the scope of their battle, and invisible shock waves swept across.

This forced the strong men from both sides of the surrounding camps to retreat one after another, which also gave the strong men from the emperors and kings a chance to retreat.

The battle between the two lasted only for a moment. Seeing that the strong men in his own camp had almost retreated, Su Xin used the 'Endless Sword' again.

The sword light that melted the void immediately forced the Thousand Finger Saint back.

Su Xin stood in the void, but smiled indifferently, "Thousand-finger Holy Lord, your strength is nothing more than this."

After saying that, Su Xin turned around and left.

The Thousand-Fingered Saint stood there, watching Su Xin go away, but fell silent.

He didn't give chase, and it was useless to catch up.

One-on-one, he couldn't even take advantage of Su Xin, and killing Su Xin was simply an extravagant hope.

"A few months ago, when he fought against Kuyan Saint, he could barely compete with the weakest Saint. But in just a few months, he is no weaker than me in a head-to-head fight?"

"If you give him some more time, wouldn't he be able to rival a king?"

"Monster! Big pervert!"

"This Sword One Saint Lord is so terrifying!"

The Thousand-Fingered Saint murmured secretly, but he couldn't help but marvel in his heart.
Chapter completed!