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Eight hundred and zeroth small one small ten products(2/2)

The look of pride on Tan Xu's face was unmistakable, and he hummed with great pride: "A flat-haired beast dares to attack me, it's so impatient! I want you to try, what is plucking hair?"

The phoenix is ​​not as good as the chicken!"

There are countless changes in these 3,600 sword rays. Once you are trapped in them, you will never get out.

A sure-fire move!

【Sword Flame】!

Even when Kunlun was competing with other seniors, every time he used this killing move, the seniors all avoided his edge, and no one ever took this move forcefully.

Under the rays of three thousand six hundred swords, who has the confidence to escape unscathed?

Even other Kunlun disciples are as afraid of the killing moves of tigers and scorpions. If you can deal with a mere flat-haired beast, isn't it easy to catch it?

Tan Xu looked around cautiously. At this time, he must not be attacked by others.

He had no idea that in the mist, the black gold talisman soldier and the sun were looking at him with sympathy and pity.

"He is dead." The black gold talisman soldier shook his head and sighed.

Guang shook his head, his warm and sunny face full of compassion: "It's not easy to die if you offend Sister Bird."

Sister Bird was very angry and the consequences were dire.

The sword light dissipated.

It shows a proud and domineering bird shadow.

The feathers on its body were slightly messy, and its narrowed eyes were not as angry as Goya's, but one could easily feel that its anger had reached its extreme.

Like the brief, suffocating calm before the storm.q!.
Chapter completed!
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