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Eight hundred and seventieth chapters invincible(2/2)

Ignoring the injury, the heavy palm was blasted out, and the Qilin ancestor showed a crazy look on his face, and his aura penetrated the sky, and his murderous aura exceeded his limit.

After moving his feet again, Ning Chen avoided the heavy palm, and punched him, and fell into the former's chest.

The fist force penetrated the body, and blood was sprinkled, but the Qilin ancestor did not retreat and grabbed the arm of the former. The thunder thunder broke and wanted to break his arm.

"You only have one hand left, one for one, it's worth it!"

Ning Chen snorted coldly, neither dodging nor avoiding, and he concentrated his energy with heavy punches, interlaced, and banged towards the left shoulder of the former.

With a loud shock, the two figures retreated together, their arms hang down, and their clothes were stained with blood.

"Star Soul!"

With a light shout, the sword light flew back, and the moment he entered the hand, Ning Chen's figure flashed over again, with one hand and one sword, and his murderous intent remained unabated.

The Qilin Ancestor retreated, but his arms were abolished, and the situation was in full swing.

"Star picking hands, burning the sun"

He stepped under his feet, splitting the ridge and splitting the sky, and the Qilin ancestor condensed itself into his palm, and the wind and clouds gathered, rushing towards the person in front of him.

Ning Chen's sword flew out with a thunderous sound, and the star soul flew out of his hand and fell to the earth.

The blood flowing from the popo was stained with his arms. On the side, his figures flew over and looked at the old man in front of him. In an instant, the figure flew out again.

The peak of speed, the supreme power, the phoenix demon joins hands, the sword is ruthless, and the sword is forced to death.

The situation was in danger, the Qilin Ancestor's expression became more gloomy, his figure flashed, and the wind and thunder were turbulent.

Outside the battle, Ning Chen stood quietly, holding his left hand in his hand, and on the earth, the immortal slowly flew up, the earth's energy lingered, and the terrifying breath of time flowed. Among the four great immortal swords, the one with the least murderous intent was the one with the most blood stained.

The killing of immortals is awesome, the killing of immortals is dead, and the trapping of immortals is full of red lights. The changes of immortals are endless. The blood stains of the Daluo gods and immortals are stained with different functions. The four swords with different functions have been powerful in the ancient times, and now they kill evil spirits!

"sword"

"twelve"

The sword is at its peak and there is no limit. Twelve swords appear again. The magnificent sword light circles. The sword rainbow under the night sky flows in colorful circles, and the magical power is trembling in the world.
Chapter completed!
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