Chapter 633 (1/2)
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at 10th of September 2019 10:46:04 PM
Chapter 633
Chapter 633: Jade Blood illuards to the internal strife of Blue Moon Continent beyond Hengduan Mountains, Long Yi could only feel sorryThis moment was the perfect chance to annihilate the Heavenly DeWhich matter was severe – he believed that Mu Hanyan sisters could also understand
Indeed, Mu Hanyan was very understandingSeeing Long Yi had returned, she just acco, despite the bitterness and pain hiding behind this sht rain didn’t stop, but the sky was already di and Mu Hanyan sisters for a good while and decided to go to the continental conference hall to watch today’s finals
On an arena shrouded with a powerful barrier, two figures locked in an intense fight looked dazzlingThey neither used douqi norjust pure skill and ability
“Eh, Murong Bo, that old fart also likes to vie for fa Yi looked at the arena and saw that one of those two fighters ord God Murong BoAs for his opponent, he was an euessed that hein seclusion
Advertise douqi?” Mu Jingjing pulled the sleeve of Long Yi and enquired
“I think that old man is also an expert who has already reached Sword God realht, then let alone this continental conference hall, the entire Soring Dragon City will turn into a pile of debrisNow, they are only using pure skill and ability to fight” Long Yi replied as he frowned a littleHe was able to tell that these tere evenly hting with vigorTheir everydouqi, after reaching this real douqi
Sure enough, just after Long Yi had spoken, that emaciated old man roared and jumpedThe massive sword in his hand dazzled as he directly thrust it towards the chest of Murong Bo
Murong Bo brandished his sword and his sword scrape past the opponent’s sword tip at lightning speed and slashed towards the opponent’s neck
“Clang!” The cross-shaped hilt of that e Bo
These tord Gods, flushed with agitation, were locked onto each otherSuddenly, they heard a shattering sound, and their swords si Bo was the eous positionEven after their swords broke, he continued to slash his broken sword towards the neck of this eht the broken tip of his sith another hand and stabbed it toward the heart of Murong BoSeeing both sides were about to suffer, all the spectators cried out in alar and Ximen Nu in the referee seats jumpedEven if they wanted to intervene, they were already too lateThey, however, were Sword Gods, if either one or both of them died on this arena, then that would be a treure flashed over, and the powerful barrier around the arena instantly shatteredThen, along with the sound of crashi+ng, everyone saw Murong Bo and that old man retreat a few steps back with a deathly pale co for breathAt the center of the arena, a handsooith his unruly black hair tied up on his head had appeared