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Heaven and Earth were silent. Those who had been running away also stopped in their tracks, turning back to look at Great Hero Guo and Demon Ox.

The wind was blowing. It was a very strong wind. Li Dao tore apart Li Yao's robe and lifted the black hair on the little dragon girl's temples.

In the entire manor, other than the sound of his heartbeat, there was no other sound.

The violet longsword reflected the sunlight, and the image of the azure lotus seemed to be real.

On her grave and grave face, there was still a trace of dirty blood. The dragon girl had not completely wiped it away. Instead, she had wiped away Li Dao's tainted face.

All this time, Li Dao had never been in love with forming hand seals because he felt that those gaudy movements were useless. He had always held the sword firmly.

Step by step, he walked towards Guo Jing, his killing intent soaring to the heavens.

The golden divine dragon spiraled into the sky. Guo Jing was like a deity that descended to the mortal world. He struck out with his palm, not leaving the slightest bit of energy behind.

Justice and evil clashed!

A cyan Sword Qi shot out from the sword's body, thrusting straight forward.

”Jiang Ang!”

The golden divine dragon roared towards the sky as it swooped down to bite at the cyan sword qi. It also wanted to tear Li Dao and Little Dragon Lady apart.

Everyone tenaciously steadied their bodies, preventing the aftermath of the clash between Guo Jing and Li Dao from causing them to retreat.

The cyan sword beams collided with the golden divine dragon. The two forces collided in midair, and a stalemate ensued.

Golden dragon scales rained down from the sky before disappearing from this world. The blue sword qi also shattered with the disappearance of the divine dragon.

Guo Qing didn't stop and continued to rush towards Li Dao.

The sword Qi from the palm shot out, leaving huge holes in the ground one after another. The ground of the manor was smashed into pieces by the two men.

Li Dao was a seventh level precelestial, while Guo Qing was at least eighth level precelestial.

One sword-art advanced to the divine level, while the other palm art advanced to Formless Formless.

The purple sword seemed to have a life of its own as it moved according to Li Dao's will. Sometimes it was like a poisonous dragon emerging from its cave, and other times it was like the cold astral winds coming from the clouds.

Seeing the two of them hopping around in the yard, Huang Rong's heart tensed up. She still had a life in her stomach.

A few knowledgeable people were also shocked. Guo Qing was probably the strongest expert in the Central Plains Martial Forest, but there was someone on the back of this Sword Demon, Li Dao. He was able to fight with Guo Qing to this extent.