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Seven hundred and eighty first chapter Qiying fight(2/2)

"You are very strong. But it is really difficult to defeat me."

Lin Yun said truthfully.

Facing this rookie who, like himself, is quite persistent in the way of thunder, Lin Yun has some respect. But he is telling the truth. The opponent may have a trump card that he has not shown, but Lin Yun himself is not the same.

But this truth didn't sound so good to Feng Wudao's ears.

"Hmph, you are a bunch of losers who have no eyesight. Do you really think you are the number one among the three kings and seven heroes?"

Feng Wudao's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and said in deep thought: "If your sword intent is only innately perfect, you will definitely lose this battle!"

In the heavy words, Feng Wudao showed strong confidence on his face.

boom!

At the same time as the voice fell, a bolt of lightning tore through the sky, and the sky in the space where the Shenglong Platform was located suddenly turned dark.

Under the electric light, Feng Wudao's long hair was fluttering and dancing, and his face was extremely ferocious.

"The peak of Dacheng's thunderous will!"

Many people were shocked and their pupils shrank suddenly. They never expected that Feng Wudao's thunderous will would be so strong.

Not only is it strong, but it is also controllable, almost at will. With a slight movement of mind, there are rolling thunderclouds in the sky that completely cover the Shenglong Platform. The thickness of the thunderclouds is almost as thick as an iron curtain, which makes people feel extremely depressed.

Bolts of lightning flashed past one after another.

The entire Shenglong Platform was shrouded in Feng Wudao's thunderous will. Compared with the free and easy sword intent, this thunderous will was much more violent.

Lin Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, this person was really difficult to deal with.
Chapter completed!
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