Di beiming naturally would not answer elder Feng’s question. Right now, he was burning with anxiety. He wished that he could kill elder Feng with one move so that he could check on Yun Chujiu’s situation.
Unfortunately, elder Feng’s cultivation was a level higher than his. If Yun Chujiu had not told him about the cultivation method and sword technique of the Feng clan, he would have been defeated long ago.
At this moment, the silver ice dragon was scattered by the horned horned horned lion. The horned lion pounced towards di beiming.
Elder Feng’s eyes flashed with pride. Although this kid was strange, he still could not escape from his palm.
He held the sword and stabbed at di Beiming’s vital points. He and the sword spirit attacked from both sides. This kid was doomed!
Di Beiming’s heart tightened. Before he could think of a countermeasure, a black rusty sword suddenly appeared in his hand. It was Yun Chujiu’s broken sword.