however, the night green Cheng, who had not yet torn his face, immediately replied, "there are eighteen messengers of the night gods, and they are on their way.",in the twinkling of an eye, the spirit of the sword surged out, and the messenger of the night god rushed in front of him without even responding, and fell to the ground in the twinkling of an eye.,but in front of this swordsman, he is as vulnerable as paper paste.。