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Chapter 1986

Xiang Yang, who was lying on the ground, struggled twice and sat up from the ground: "Luo Shenfeng, I won't fight back, but I hope you can give me some dignity before I die."

"dignity?"

Luo Shenfeng put down the gun in his hand and smiled and said, "Old Master Xiang, what kind of dignity do you want?"

Xiang Yang pointed to the iron sword that Liu Yijian fell to the ground and said, "A real strong man, the most disdainful thing is the hot weapon. I don't want to die under your gun. I pick up the sword of Liu Yijian and pierce my chest."

"What should I do if you are so ugly?" Luo Shenfeng said with a smile.

Xiang Yang laughed loudly and said, "Luo Shenfeng, do you still know what kind of person I, Xiang Yang, are you? I will never live in vain with just one word. Give me a sword and give me a pleasure."

Luo Shenfeng was silent for a few seconds, as if thinking. In the end, he threw the gun in his hand back to his hands.

Then, he picked up Liu Yijian's iron sword.

The iron sword looks ordinary on the outside, but it is very heavy. This thing does not look like it is made of ordinary materials.

Then, Luo Shenfeng dragged the iron sword and walked towards Xiang Yang step by step.

"Old Master Xiang, I'll give you this face."

"Speaking of this, I, Luo Shenfeng, rarely admire anyone in my life. You, Mr. Xiang, are one. After you go down, don't blame me. I am also ordered to act and be their own masters."

Before Xiang Yang could reply, he raised his head and closed his eyes.

He really didn't think of burning his last life like Liu Yijian to strip someone to die together. After all, Xiang Yang's state of mind was much calmer than Liu Yijian.

As Luo Shenfeng said, each of them is just their masters.

"Old Master Xiang, I'll take you on your way."

Luo Shenfeng roared, and the iron sword in his hand rushed towards Xiang Yang's heart, but Xiang Yang suddenly showed no resistance.

However, Xiang Yang is destined to die today.

Just as the sword in Luo Shenfeng's hand stabbed Xiang Yang, a golden light suddenly broke through the air and hit the tip of the sword directly.

Only a clang sound was heard, and the huge force caused the sword in Luo Shenfeng's hand to shift to the beginning. The iron sword fell off and flew directly to the side.

"who?"

Luo Shenfeng was shocked. In the waterfall above the cold pond, more than ten figures suddenly appeared, and each of them was surrounded by domineering aura.

"Who are you?"

When he saw the young man in his twenties leading the leader, Luo Shenfeng twitched hard. He seemed to have thought of something, but for a while, he did not call out the other party's name.

Xia Tian and the group stood at the vent of the waterfall, letting the water behind them wash away, but they were as stable as Mount Tai.

"Luo Shenfeng, do you still remember me?"

"You're summer!"

Luo Shenfeng looked disbelief and made a quick decision: "Kill them."

Dadadadadadada...

Sudden gunfire sounded, and dense bullets shot towards Xia Tian and his group.

However, with the equilibrium of Xia Tian and their group of people's super agile skills, these bullets did not seem to hurt them at all.

The crowd scattered like monkeys, then jumped off the waterfall at the fastest speed and rushed towards Luo Shenfeng and the others.

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