I wanted to say it was Tangtang, but the current situation of the battle was unclear and it was difficult to determine.
Swish, brush, brush!
Thinking of this, everyone turned their eyes and looked at Pei Lun, who was not far away with his hands in his sleeves and squinting his eyes. The old god was there.
As the strongest person in the Xuantian Sword Sect today.
He is naturally the one with the most say.
"in my opinion."
Pei Lun raised his eyelids and took a few glances, then said slowly: "The outcome between them... is a 50-50 split."
Everyone: "?"
If you can't beat it.
They almost caught Perun and beat him up!
"Pei Laosi!"
The fat man was a little annoyed: "We've come to this moment, why can't we just say something humane?"
"What I'm talking about is human language."
Pei Lun rarely looked serious, and said seriously: "The sword head has excellent talent. He has won eight out of eight battles, and has become invincible. But this boy named Liu... lost eight out of eight battles, and has long since developed an invincible mind.
You have an invincible face, and it’s extremely difficult to break it!”
"Who are you talking about!"
The fat man suddenly became furious: "Who are you to say is thick-skinned!!"
The others said nothing.
I also admire Liu Xingchen from the bottom of my heart.
Be them instead.
Not to mention eight defeats in eight battles, even three defeats in three battles, he would have been unable to withstand the blow for a long time, and his Taoist heart was shattered into a mess.
"Of course."
When the conversation changed, Pei Lun looked at the screen again and said quietly: "If the sword head can unite the nine swords into one, this battle... eh?"
The words are not finished yet.
He seemed to see something, a ray of light suddenly appeared, and he opened his eyes instantly!
certainly.
Still a seam.
Chapter completed!