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Eight hundred and seventieth chapters a peak

This is not a battle between one or two warriors, nor three or four, but nearly hundreds of people vs. Xia Chenglong alone.

These nine steps of the Sword Burial Platform are the moment when a heroic figure of the ages falls.

"Hahaha, I really didn't expect that the most lively conference of the Wanjian Sect is here!"

Just when the guy above could no longer help but take action, a sound appeared behind Xia Chenglong.

...

To make things worse!

Zhu Wushuang and others from the Sword Forging City seemed to make Xia Chenglong more passive, which has completely blocked the back road.

"Elder, you are here just right!" Yang Tian stood on the stone platform, shaking the folding fan and saying.

Although they had a fight before, the goals of both sides were consistent, which would not affect what they had to do next.

Zhu Wushuang smiled faintly at Yang Tian’s invitation, as if he was disdainful of it.

Instead, he turned around and looked at Xia Chenglong beside him: "Can you actually come out of the sword abyss?"

"It's just luck!"

"Is the sword good?"

"Still here!"

"It's good that it's still there. I hope it can go back to the Sword Forging City again, after all, this is good for everyone."

"If I could go out from here alive, I would go to Sword Forging City."

The conversation between Zhu Wushuang and Xia Chenglong should show a tit-for-tat meaning in any aspect, but their conversation is approachable and is like an old friend who has been for many years.

"Elder Zhu, are you going to act against the truth?" Yang Tian's handsome face was locked with brows.

This is a dead end, a dead end for Xia Chenglong. He does not want any variables to appear in it, even if the variable is insignificant.

"Sorry, I said, I want this person."

"Zhu Wushuang, if you think clearly, just by you, can you go against us?" The heavy voice of the lord of Wanshou City sounded.

Zhu Wushuang is very determined to make his choice, not just because he exists the word "Dragon King".

"City Lord, I'm late to protect the Lord, I hope to punish you!"

Mr. Lu arrived with the others. In fact, they didn't plan to come here, but because they heard some news, they rushed over without stopping.

Xia Chenglong stood in a large open space under the steps with his chest raised and raised his head. Zhu Wushuang stood on the right, and behind him were the people from Zhu Jiancheng City, and on the left, Mr. Lu, and behind him were Mo Qilin and the others.

"Hahaha, yes, very good. It turns out that Shura City, which was about to be wiped out before, is here, and I really haven't noticed it!"

"Yang Tian, ​​the one who chased us back then was the most fierce one of your Yang family. The calculations are settled!" Old Lu raised his head and glared.

The other party shrugged casually at Old Lu's words, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Is that right? You are here just right, let's get rid of the roots today!"

Zhu Wushuang and Mr. Lu are both famous figures in the Central Region, but this doesn’t matter, it can be said that it doesn’t matter.

Because I can't beat the game.

There are nearly twenty of them in the God-questioning Realm, and Xia Chenglong has only five of them at most, not to mention the others.

This...is still a battle without a doubt.

They worked a lot of time to do this game, so no one could destroy it.

No matter who it is, if you want to block their path, there is only a dead end.

"Tutu, you guys make it easy for us to find!"

...

Another voice, the middle-aged man with a gentle appearance appeared in everyone's sight together with the strong man behind him.

Shangtutu, who had no idea what he was going to do, heard the sound, turned around, and saw the face that had been terrified for many years and was terrified every time, and was actually a little moved at this moment.

Because the way that you are obviously worried but want to show that you are not worried can really touch people's tears at once.

"Dad, Uncle Wang, Uncle Sun!"

"You guy is so bold, right? You dare to sneak away alone. Now you know that the world is dangerous!"

"Dad, there is Brother Long here!"

Brother Long?

Shang Zhongli looked up, saw Xia Chenglong's face, and recalled what happened before.

"Mr. Xia, are you here too?"

"Uncle Zhong, don't be fine!"

They do have personal relationships, of course, before their titles and status were removed, so Xia Chenglong was not sure about the other party's attitude.

"Hey, Mr. Xia said this, why do we need to say this in our relationship?"

So, another figure appeared on the left of Xia Chenglong.

It's okay, it's okay, just a bunch of clowns who can't become a climate. They still have absolute advantages and still have an unchangeable ending.

Yang Tian kept hinting that they had already calculated all the possibilities, but the appearance of these people was too sudden.

Why does Xia Chenglong have a relationship with the merchant? Didn’t Zhu Wushuang always want to kill this guy?

Only these lonely ghosts in Shura City can solve the problem by himself.

"Xia Chenglong, very good. I didn't expect that after so many years, you can still have such appeal. It seems that I underestimate you."

"To be precise, you overestimated yourself."

Indeed, before Xia Chenglong's strength declined, these guys like Yang Tian, ​​Ye Chi were not qualified to talk to him at all.

They are only worthy of standing in the distance and looking at them from afar.

This is their honor.

Now Xia Chenglong is less arrogant and unruly than six years ago, but more sophisticated and vicious, making it more difficult to guess.

However, the next appearance of a group of people attracted everyone's attention again.

The graceful and symmetrical figure is bulging in front and raised back, without any extravagance, with a little makeup but charming the country. Every frown and smile brings the charm of harming the country and the people. The blue-haired gauze dress is full of fairy spirit, but it does not have the frivolity of a woman in the world, but the eyes are filled with the spirit of a woman.

"When did the Warriors Association also join this kind of force struggle?"

The first sentence of a woman pointed directly at the Warriors Association, which surprised many people.

Indeed, the Warriors Association is a national warrior hall, and they should give it a bowl of water. After all, this is their reputation issue.

Yes, we should not participate in the struggle between such forces, but... when is it the turn of a little girl to speak here?

Of course, when everyone sees the sign on the other person's chest clearly and thinks about what happened in the Central Region, everyone dares not speak at all.

Who would have thought that just dealing with a lonely ghost in the world would cause the Second Association to be disturbed?

The Warriors Association and the Fighting Fist Conference, these two forces with a transcendent status in the Great China, have clearly stood up for this person.

Second Session, this is the second largest force behind the first Session. The one who just spoke was naturally another person who was rising in the central region. Mr. Su, vice president of the Fighting Fist Conference, had another name, that is Mengdie!

This situation changed a little, and the appearance of the Fighting Fist Conference really made others feel uncomfortable.
Chapter completed!
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