Give him a ride

    When I threw the puppet out, it was growing at facing the wind and became a giant with a height of more than ten feet.

    In the face of the numerous bright sword light coming from above, the puppet drew out the huge black sword directly and chopped it out with one sword.

    It's simple, no fancy.

    Less is more, a sword is enough!

    The sword had no trace, and the power of the sword directly shattered the countless bright sword light, and also flashed across the illusory figure in the air.

    The illusory figure shivered slightly. The shadow disappeared in time and the eyes stared at me coldly.

    "It's you, Meng Zichen, a contemporary descendant of the Jiuyan Palace!" The voice of the old, some gloomy.

    Staring at the illusory figure in the air, I said coldly, "It is me, your grandfather, old man, what can you do to me?"