At least, it is hundreds of times more powerful than when I use it.

However, this time, no matter how it was summoned, there was no response from the Dragon Sword.

This made Chen Hetu feel helpless.

Seeing it, Qi Tianping's sword was getting closer and closer to him.

Chen Hetu was extremely anxious.

"Go to hell!" Qi Tianping roared, getting closer to Chen Hetu.

Just at this time.

"hiss!"

The dragon chanting sword neighed.

"Whoosh!" It suddenly bounced up from the ground, and then floated into Chen Hetu's hand.

Chen Hetu glanced at the Dragon Sword helplessly.

He said helplessly: "Brother, I asked you to attack him. What's the use of you floating in my hands? I can't beat him either!"

However, after saying this, Chen Hetu could only wave his sword to resist Qi Tianping's sword.

Qi Tianping's sword did not use a sword move, but a casual swing.

"clang!"

The swords of the two men collided.

Chen Hetu felt his wrist go numb, and the Dragon Song Sword fell to the ground again.

All this was within Chen Hetu's expectation.

Therefore, he was not surprised. Instead, after blocking the blow, he immediately used the Phantom Step, and his figure appeared twenty meters away from Qi Tianping.

Qi Tianping was furious.

"Still want to run? Just die!"

Qi Tianping raised his sword again and launched an attack on Chen Hetu.

He already knew that Feng Lao had left nothing for Chen Hetu, and he also knew that Chen Hetu was only a fourth-level powerful man.

In the eyes of his seventh level of powerful realm, he is just an ant!

To kill him yourself, there is no need to use sword moves.

Although Chen Hetu reached the fourth level of the Great Power Realm in just three months, he is indeed a monster, but so what?

Dare to kill your own son, then don't blame him today, kill him cruelly, so that he has no chance to grow up!

His sword is getting closer and closer to Chen Hetu.

Everyone around them held their breath.

They all knew that Chen Hetu had nothing in his hands and could not resist Qi Tianping's sword.

Maybe, he will die this time

Although Liu Xiang was a strange beast, it also sensed that Chen Hetu was in danger.

It grinned and wanted to rush over to help, but Yun Xiaoyue, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed Liu Xiang's paw.

Liu Xiang looked at Yun Xiaoyue in confusion.

Yun Xiaoyue said calmly: "Don't worry, Chen Hetu is fine."

"Really?" Liu Xiang and the waiter next to him asked in unison.

"Really!" Yun Xiaoyue said.

Although she was not so sure, she did not see fear in Chen Hetu's eyes, or even nervousness. She believed that Chen Hetu would definitely find a way.

This is why she is not in a hurry.

Even though the sword is only three meters away from Chen Hetu.

Two meters!

one meter!

Qi Tianping's sword was getting closer and closer to Chen Hetu, and the entire sword was filled with spiritual energy.

Everyone knew that if this sword struck Chen Hetu's body, Chen Hetu would definitely die.

But, at this critical moment, Chen Hetu suddenly laughed!

"Huh?" Qi Tianping was startled.

A bad premonition arose in my heart again, like falling into an ice cave.

"At this time, can he still laugh?"
Chapter completed!