Because the person who came was not someone else, Chen Tiannan, the leader of the Tiandi Alliance, was the left envoy Chen Tiangang and Zhao Jiuying!

"It's over! It's over now! I trust the Saint of the Sword! I'll lose my life!"

Zhong Wei collapsed instantly.

"Hahaha!!!"

Moore couldn't hide his excitement and laughed: "Ye Meiling, you thief woman, aren't you going to kill me? Come on! Come on and kill me! Come on and kill me!"

He was so happy.

The head of the Tiandi Alliance and the left and right envoys are here, but I am still afraid of nothing. Just go and provoke boldly!

Ye Meiling didn't know Chen Tiannan, Chen Tiangang and Zhao Jiuying. Seeing these three people coming to save Moore, she shouted angrily: "Kill them! Kill them for me! Then control Moore! Let Xiao Zhan release the Saint of the Sword!"

Her words fell.

Swish swish swish!!!

Several disciples of the Saint Saint drew out their samurai swords and killed Chen Tiannan and the others.

"court death!"

Chen Tiannan, Chen Tiangang and Zhao Jiuying did not take these Japanese warriors seriously at all, and gathered their energy into a knife and waved them.

Swish swish swish!!!

Several disciples of the Saint Saint were chopped on the deck, and the blood stained the deck red.

Plop!

Ye Meiling sat on the deck weakly, her face pale as paper, and her eyes were full of dust.

"ah!!!"

When Miyamotohara saw his disciple being killed, he was furious and roared like an angry lion: "You damn things, you dare to kill all my disciples. I want you to die. I want you to chop you into meat sauce and feed you to the dog!!!"

He was about to go wild!

Although his waist was pierced by Xiao Zhan, his cultivation level was there, and this injury to a strong man was not considered a serious flaw.

He struggled violently, regardless of the piercing of his waist, he made up his mind, grabbed Xiao Zhan's sword, gritted his teeth and cut his waist, and cut off his stomach and intestines. Blood flowed out from his waist like rain.

"Buy it!"

The crowds on both sides of the Hudson River, when they saw this scene, were so shocked that they covered their mouths and felt their scalp numb.

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Miyamotohara, who had gotten rid of Xiao Zhan, smiled extremely ferociously.

"I am the sword saint, I will never lose to you, I won't lose!"

He said, regardless of the injuries on his waist, he rushed down like a diving athlete and plunged into the water.

"I want to run, but there is no door!"

Xiao Zhan also swooped down and plunged into the water with a thud.

Miyamotohara didn't want to run away. He found that in the void, he was no match for Xiao Zhan at all, so he wanted to go to the water and use the advantages of water to defeat Xiao Zhan.

Because, he has been practicing in Beichuan, the Arctic for several years and is better at fighting underwater.

"What's the situation? The sword saint couldn't beat Xiao Zhan and ran away?"

At this moment, both the audience and the audience in the live broadcast room had such questions.

But soon, someone shouted in surprise: "Look, the river seems to be frozen!"

Everyone took a closer look.

Sure enough!

The river suddenly freezes!

"Oh my God? What the hell is going on?"

After more than ten degrees of weather, the river suddenly freezes, completely subverting everyone's perception.

"Ha ha!"

At this time, a Japanese martial arts enthusiast laughed: "I understand, this must be the masterpiece of the sword saint. The sword saint has been practicing in the Arctic Glacier for seven or eight years. The Thousand Swords are cultivated by the sword saint using the principle of freezing. Now the river water is frozen and Xiao Zhan is frozen. He is waiting to be killed by the sword saint, haha!"

As soon as this said, it caused an uproar, and the news spread quickly, causing strong heated discussions. Many people felt that Xiao Zhan was suffering this time. Those who hoped that Xiao Zhan would win were also worried about Xiao Zhan at this moment.

And at this time, underwater.

Frozen to a depth of ten meters.
Chapter completed!