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Chapter 1293 The Black Dragon Who Guards the Boundary(2/2)

Just when Mo Si thought that Tang Fan would be beaten to a pulp by his Dharma Body, a three-color light suddenly flashed from behind Tang Fan, and a sword sound cut through the sky and filled all directions!

"what is that!"

Mo Si's eyes jumped, and his eyes were filled with three-color brilliance!

"boom!"

The three-color radiance pierced through the chest of Moss Dharma Body!

"No!"

Moss wailed, blood splattered from his mouth.

When the light dissipated, he saw a sharp sword stabbing Dharmakaya's chest.

Tang Fan slowly turned around and spoke one word.

"burst!"

"boom!"

Amidst the explosion, Mo Si's Dharma Body instantly collapsed and turned into nothingness.

"ah……"

Mess let out an even more painful scream and fell to the ground with a thud.

The Dharma Body was broken, and although the damage to him was not fatal, it caused his cultivation level to drop rapidly and he lost the ability to fight again.

Tang Fan raised his hand, and the Sanhe Sword made an excited sound and fell into his hand tremblingly.

Tang Fan took a step forward and landed in front of Mo Si in the blink of an eye, raising his sword to force it over his head.

The three-combination sword trembled slightly, and the three-color light filled Mosi's face, releasing the meaning of thunder and ice and snow, and firmly locking his vitality. As long as Tang Fan had a thought, Mosi would be sucked dry immediately.

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"Are you convinced?"

"This... what kind of sword is this!"

Mo Si's eyes were full of unwillingness. If it hadn't been for this sword, Tang Fan would never have been able to win.

Tang Fan's expression was also a bit complicated. Although it was really a life and death duel, even if he was hit by Mo Si's Dharma Body, he would not die with his physical body. But without the three-in-one sword, he would never have won so easily.

The main body of the Sanhe Sword is the trunk of the Immortal Tree, and it has absorbed Tang Fan's blood. It is a completely masculine thing and is the natural enemy of ghost cultivators.

"Are you convinced?"

Tang Fan said, and the Sanhe Sword was about to chop down.

"Don't kill him!"
Chapter completed!
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