"Hua Changdeng!"
"The renowned Ghost Sword Immortal of the past, have you been reduced to bullying the weak now?"
On Lingyu Mountain, when Zhu Yike and Li Fugui were both drawn into the lamp, the one who stood out next was Xiao Kongtong.
Everyone was surprised, gazing intently.
Xiao Kongtong had shed the guise of the Eighth Sword Deity and had put down the large sack he always carried.
The sack was handed over to Lei Shuangxing.
Holding the ethereal and transparent Kongtong Formless Sword, Xiao Kongtong faced the formidable Holy Emperor, his fighting spirit soaring.
"He's mad. How dare he step out? Even the Moonless Sword Deity doesn't want to fight!"
"The master brother of Fringe Moon Immortal City, ranked second among the Seven Sword Deities, a disciple of Bazhun'an... Yes, he has many titles, but that's Hua Changdeng, who has suppressed him for a generation!"
