Chapter 1788 - kill zhuang heng

Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 1788 kill zhuang heng

Could it be that some sort of precious treasure was about to appear in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range?

Then, Fang Chen continued to ask: “Do you know what they are looking for?”

“Could this have something to do with the legend of the True Dragon?”

Only the legends of the True Dragon could attract the attention of the Southern Tomb Sword Palace.

They only needed to keep an eye on the situation. Once they found out the news, they would immediately inform the outer hall elders. By that time, their mission would be complete.

For the next half a month, the Zhou Family had been searching the vicinity of Holy Dragon Mountain Range for any news.

“Hmm?”

Zhuang Heng frowned, he was not a member of the Zhou Family, why was he here?

He had the skin of a tiger on the Southern Tomb Sword Palace, and was showing off his might here.

“Are all the people from the Southern Tomb Sword Palace so shameless?” Fang Chen asked.

With every step she took, her expression became more complex.

When she arrived in front of Fang Chen, she didn’t dare to imagine what would happen.

“You … Why are we here? “

Mo Shengge asked as she opened her eyes wide and looked at Fang Chen.

That fellow from the service hall actually appeared here?

When he was in service hall, Zhuang Heng wanted to kill him. Fortunately, Mo Shengge had helped him at that time, so he did not succeed.

“Back then in service hall, I was unable to kill you.

“Zhuang Heng.” Mo Shengge stopped him.

However, Zhuang Heng completely ignored him and continued to attack.

With Zhuang Heng’s attack, if Fang Chen got hit, even if he did not die, he would at least be heavily injured.

“Fang Chen, leave quickly.” Mo Shengge said anxiously.

Fang Chen stood in place without moving, his face still carrying a mocking smile.

“Go to hell.”

Boom …

A deafening sound resounded through the sky.

Smoke shrouded the two of them.

But, just as she finished speaking, Zhuang Heng’s body was immediately flung out, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale to the extreme.

Hearing this, Zhuang Heng heaved a sigh of relief.

Crash! *

Ah …

With her strength, it was almost impossible to obtain a middle ranked Celestial Artifact.

“You …” Mo Shengge was speechless for a moment.

“Miss Shengge, then I’ll take my leave.”