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Chapter 1782

Long knife maniac!

Commoner is angry!

The sky outside the sky once again displayed its commoner style, and the light of the unicorn swords, like a dense network, surrounded Fang Zheng. When Hong Bo saw this, he even growled: "Nine dragons evil obstacles, don't be so rampant."

Hong Bo demigod roared.

The domineering sword rises again.

Not only Hong Bo, but also several other demigods also took action in an instant, and Ling Tian suddenly fell to death. Such a scene angered everyone present. Mu Heixing roared: "A bunch of shameless people, just one god."

"You actually take such action?"

"Six demigods and one god besieged the pavilion master."

Saga was even more furious, roared, kicked the howitzer in front of him, and roared: "Blow it up!"

A shaky move.

Everyone in Jinxiu felt something for a moment, and immediately they were not afraid of death. They used their lives to break the pressure of the god, turned the muzzle of the cannon, and pulled the string.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Immediately, the remaining cannonballs in Jinxiu Pavilion were fired directly at the six demigods.

The power of cannonballs.

Although there was only one blow from the Holy Lord, the thousands of shells also made the eyelids of the six demigods tremble slightly, and the breath of death poured into their hearts.

"Damn it!"

"It's this weird offensive again."

A few people did not dare to be careless, and Hong Bo made his first powerful move. As the move exploded, a deadly and murderous light appeared in the sky again.

Unfortunately, dozens of shells landed next to him and exploded in an instant, shattering the power and knocking him away.

The energy of the cannonball's explosion directly opened up a solid wave circle and spread out in all directions. Faced with such an offensive, Ling Tian never cared in his eyes, even at this time.

Facing the explosive power ahead, Ling Tian increased his speed and rushed out in an instant.

A long knife in hand.

The overbearing cold light appears again.

The long sword rises.

Qilin roars.

A sword moves the sky, and a unicorn destroys the flood waves.

Poof!

Hong Bo never imagined that Ling Tian would specifically target him at this time. Facing the power of Qilin, Hong Bo could not resist. He only let out a low roar and his body flew away in an instant.

There was a huge bloody hole in his chest.

It seemed extremely scary.

Demi god!

Fall!

"Hongbo."

Fang Zheng saw Ling Tian's tyranny with his own eyes, and the shock in his eyes was even deeper. He screamed in surprise, raised his long sword and charged again. He glanced at Jiang Xiang, Feng Kun, as the powerful deity of the Temple of Heaven.

How could you not know?

The source of Ling Tian's strength at this time is that Jiang Xiang Feng Kun and his two men have made Ling Tian what he is today with their own strength. If not for this, Ling Tian would be nothing more than a garbage-like existence.

"Damn."

Fang Zheng feinted with his sword, and then jumped up, heading straight towards Jiang Xiang. The traceless sword was straight at Jiang Xiang. The power of the god was as powerful as Jiang Xiang's. His body also trembled, but at this moment.

Jiang Xiang's eyes bulged and he stood up straight, his eyes full of determination: "Fang Zheng!"

"I am the successor of the Holy Sword, and I have a blood feud with your Heavenly Temple."

"It's a pity that my cultivation qualifications are dull. If I rely on myself to seek revenge, it will be as difficult as ascending to heaven. Today, I will risk my life to protect my king and tear off a piece of your flesh."

Not only did Jiang Xiang not dodge, he no longer retained any power in his body, and completely exploded into Ling Tian's body. Ling Tian felt pain again, and his muscles and veins were shattered, but his strength was majestic.

His eyes turned red: "Fangzheng old dog, don't even think about touching him!"

There was a surge of blood.

The world trembled.

A three-foot long harp appeared boldly. In front of Jiang Xiang, as the long harp fell to the ground, the square long sword landed on the long harp, but there was a buzzing sound from the long harp, and then it was seen above the long harp.

The strings vibrated violently.

at once.

On the Changqin, a burst of vast power exploded, and Fangzheng retreated.

"Damn it!"
Chapter completed!
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