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Chapter 1790 Sword cuts the strong enemy(1/2)

"Huh, it's so dangerous."

The two people who escaped from death let out a long sigh of relief.

It's too dangerous.

If Luo Ran hadn't self-destructed in time, the two of them would have died with that sword strike just now.

Buzz.

The road rolled, and the broken arm was reattached.

Wu Sheng quickly looked at the Taoist companion beside him: "How are you?"

If you blow yourself up, the consequences will be too serious.

At this time, Luo Ran's whole person was collapsing.

She just blew herself up, without any reservations, everything was blown away.

The crisis situation meant that she did this without even having time to think about it.

The consequences are also very serious.

Colonies are collapsing.

"town."

Wu Sheng can only be suppressed by the Great Way.

Doing this can delay the breakdown of the physical body.

"I... seem to be leaving."

Facing death, Luo Ran realized that he didn't seem to have much fear.

Instead, I had some expectations in my heart.

Maybe...she has fantasized about death countless times during the years she was raised in the fate world.

The only person who was a little reluctant to let go was the man in front of me.

Luoran is very old and has lived for tens of thousands of years.

But in the past tens of thousands of years, her life has been meaningless except for practicing.

It wasn't until Wu Sheng appeared that her life finally became colorful.

After all, I am still a little unwilling.

"It's fine."

There was a smile on Wu Sheng's face: "You can't die even if you want to. Even if you die, I will pull you back from hell."

This is his promise.

Luoran smiled calmly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

How to resurrect after death?

There is no explanation for Wusheng.

The path of life and death can be achieved.

He has seen this kind of thing too many times.

"alright."

A few words of comfort to the Taoist companion are enough: "Don't think too much, the trouble has not been solved yet."

far away……

Jingtian's face was so ugly and scary.

Ran away again.

He couldn't accept it.

"Shocking..." Nu Di and others were almost furious.

They couldn't support it anymore.

boom.

A huge roar, accompanied by a beautiful scream: "Ah..."

The miserable voice of the Love Emperor cut through the chaos.

The sound pierced Emperor Jing's ears like needles.

"Emperor Jing..." Emperor Qing's voice was full of unwillingness.

Emperor Jing suddenly turned around.

The battlefield behind, a pink avenue, is crumbling.

The soul of the Love Emperor is dissipating along with the avenue.

"The Jing Emperor..."

At the last moment, the Qing Emperor's voice was full of unwillingness.

His eyes were fixed on Emperor Jing...as if asking him, why?

Why?

One is a seventh-level one and the other is a sixth-level one.

These two ant-like figures have not been caught for so long.

Emperor Jing: "..."

He couldn't give any explanation.

say what?

At this time, any explanation seems feeble.

call.

The Jing Emperor began to burn his essence and blood.

At this moment, any explanation is useless, the only option is to catch the person.

When an eighth-level warrior burns essence and blood, the combat power he can display will make people despair.

"Walk."

Wu Sheng started the space jump without hesitation.

Chi.

In place, a sword appeared.

Although Wu Sheng had reacted as quickly as possible, he still couldn't dodge the sword.

puff.

The divine sword pierced his heart.

In the distance...the space flickers.

"Wow."

In the inanimate body, the power of the great road escapes.

An unimaginably powerful sword intent was frantically destroying the avenue within his body.

This sword intent cannot be suppressed.

"It's over."

Wu Sheng was a little helpless.

The eighth level is the eighth level, even if he uses space boots.

Chi.

The silver light flashed again.

The Jing Emperor has arrived.

His speed was too fast, forcing Wu Sheng to keep using his space boots.

But even so, his physical body was constantly collapsing.

The road is constantly escaping.

"I'm going to die." Wu Sheng suddenly felt helpless.

After all, his cultivation is still weak.

Even if he has a divine weapon, he is still no match for an eighth-level opponent.

"pity."
To be continued...
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