Next second.

Lu Hen Ge didn't bother to test it anymore. He raised his hand and drew the Ancient Sword. In an instant, the True Dragon Blood absorbed by the Ancient Sword was activated, and the sword's will was filled with brutality and killing. "You keep saying the words of a saint, don't you have anything to say?"

Chu Ge was startled.

The sword is too fast.

Much faster than his mouth.

Before he could utter his sage words, Lu Hen Ge's sword was already before him.

Swish!

A brush is placed horizontally in front of him.

The sword slashed down.

The handle of the brush shook violently and collapsed instantly.

A clear white mark appeared on the pen handle, and even the sword tip was embedded an inch deep, injuring the spirit in the brush, causing it to let out a mournful cry.

"How is that possible!"

Chu Ge's pupils suddenly shrank.

Bang!

Wow!

Chu Ge felt severe pain in his chest.

Everything in front of me suddenly became blurry, and my body flew backwards.

Before his body hit the ground, a terrifying suction force grabbed Chu Ge's body and made it fly back. Then, a white jade-like hand grabbed his neck.

"I waited for a long time, thinking there would be new moves."

"You keep repeating the same old sage words. I'm tired of hearing them."

Lu Hen Ge was very disappointed.

Five years.

I thought Chu Ge would grow quickly with the help of the system and the way of heaven, and it would be more fun to see the two of them fighting again.

Unexpectedly.

Chu Ge is still so weak.

even.

Weaker than it was five years ago.

Chu Ge kept struggling, mumbling: "The words of the sage..."

The words were not finished.

Lu Hen Ge slapped Chu Ge in the face, causing his ears to ring and he couldn't even see clearly. "The Saint is talking too much nonsense."

Chu Ge felt desperate.

turn out to be.

Lu Hen Ge was just playing with him before.