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Chapter 382: One Sword Blows Blood(2/2)

Shock Xuanwu, die!

Die cleanly.

At this moment, the battlefield fell into absolute silence.

This is what Yuan Chen saw clearly when he turned around!

He saw with his own eyes that his companion beast, known for its defensive power, was killed by Li Tianming's sword!!

This image came to him so unbelievably that he was instantly stunned and could hardly believe his eyes.

"Li Tianming!!"

The next moment, he let out a terrifying roar, and his eyes were red and bleeding.

He almost forgot about Yinghuo and Miaomiao, he fell into the ultimate madness, his face was twisted into a bitter melon, then his legs shook, and he rushed towards them as if they were desperate!

"Turtle son Yuan Zhen, it's your turn. I'm asking you now, who is the loser!!" Li Tianming smiled wildly. There was almost no pause in the light of the carbide fire. After killing Zhenjing Xuanwu, what happened next?

The wings of the sky rolled, the speed soared, and turned into an afterimage. As they walked, thunder entangled and converged on the Donghuang Sword!

Lei Jun Emperor Sword!!

This sword was fast and fierce. The Donghuang Sword, entangled by black thunder, was held in both hands and exploded with infinite power.

Yuan Chen's internal organs were almost torn apart, and his pride and self-confidence were trampled to the point of being trampled upon. At this moment, his eyes were torn apart, and his reason was overwhelmed by anger.

But do you still remember how arrogant and arrogant you were in front of Li Tianming?

After not seeing him for three days, I should be surprised to see him with admiration, not to mention that Li Tianming has been practicing hard for three months!

"You are dead! Our Kunyuan Sect's five hundred thousand army will definitely destroy your whole family! Let your Donghuang Sect die so hard that there won't even be any flies left!!" Yuan Chen cried miserably. Once the accompanying beast dies, he will be haunted for the rest of his life.

It's useless.

He never thought that Li Tianming would have the courage to offend Kunyuan Sect!

"Don't brag, my son Yuan Chun!"

At the moment when Yuan Chen held the Xuanming Ghost Ax and launched the 'Old Mountain Sacred Scripture' in a desperate fight, such a cold laughter suddenly sounded in his ears.

When Yuan Chen remembered that the voice came from that devil-like little yellow chicken, he suddenly felt horrified.

Then,
Chapter completed!
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