Chapter 825-backhanded strike

"Hahahahahahaha, Lu Zheng! You're looking for me?" At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared in the forest. The person in the lead was dressed like a scholar, but his rough voice did not sound like one.

Lu Zheng raised his sword, the tip of his sword making a screeching sound on the ground. you have two choices. One, submit to me. Two, die!

The scholar with the rough voice was the ten thousand sword Pavilion's Pavilion Lord, Wan San. He sneered, " "I'll give you two choices. One, cut off your own head. Two, I'll cut it off for you!"

The corner of Lu Zheng's mouth curled up. He raised his sword and was about to charge over.

Suddenly, a familiar voice made him stop.

"Ah!" Gu Xin was enjoying the show when she was tied up by a rope. Before she could react, she fell under the tree.

Gu Xin's voice was all too familiar to Lu Zheng. He looked towards the direction of the voice.