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Chapter five hundred and forty-four; blood knife shot

If he could not sense the fluctuations, he could only react to protect and resist the moment Yang Wenjin appeared.

However, now he is not the time to win, and his reaction speed has been slow.

In addition, Yang Wenjin used the thunder fire whip, and the power of the divine fire has the characteristic of burning. Once hit, the divine fire will burn on his immortal guard.

In this way, his immortal energy will be consumed more quickly.

"Yang Wenjin, I want you to die."

"I have the habit of coming out to fight me head-on."

It was so frustrating. He was beaten again and again, but he could only defend passively and wanted to attack, but he didn't give him this opportunity.

Before his moves approached, the figures of others had disappeared completely.

The more this happens, the more he consumes.

In this state, he happened to be hit by Yang Wenjin's plan.

To be honest, Yang Tiandao is very strong. Even if Yang Wenjin has all his strength, he can't imagine how he can do anything to him.

But it is not impossible to kill the other party.

And this step has been arranged since Yang Tiandao gave up his personal identity as a disciple.

At that time, she kept provoking, because she saw that Yang Tiandao was domineering in character. She was the only one who was respectful and never looked down on others.

Such people can easily be provoked.

That's why Yang Wenjin kept provoking, and then Yang Tiandao came to the stage later.

At that time, Yang Tiandao was furious and always looked down on others. He naturally thought that Yang Wenjin was not his opponent.

So as soon as you come on the court, you will definitely use your killer moves to attack Yang Wenjin at all costs.

On the other hand, Yang Wenjin already knew his plans and was worried that he would not have enough defense, so after the other party used an eighteen-slash.

She began to use means to restrain Yang Tiandao. With restraint, Yang Tiandao was busy breaking his moves, even if he took time to attack him.

With the failure experience of killing eighteen swords, he was unsure even if he tried to do so.

The more this happens, the deeper he gets, and there is a lot of consumption between defensive moves.

Yang Wenjin secretly accumulated means and was waiting for a fatal blow.

She has used this trick many times, and it can be said that she is very good at it.

She had a lot of intentions and was not intentional. This time, Yang Tiandao led her nose when she appeared on stage.

Many people watching the game also saw Yang Wenjin's plan and shook their heads repeatedly.

"Yang Tiandao is going to lose."

In the sky, a personal disciple sighed and whispered.

Elder Blood Sword also saw that he wanted to stop and to stop him, but the sect leader was right beside him. He couldn't do it, so he could only watch the baby's beloved disciple being fooled by someone.

"Want to stand against me?"

"are you sure?"

Yang Wenjin suddenly appeared in front of Yang Tiandao five feet away, with a cold smile on his lips becoming deeper.

"kill!"

Yang Tiandao roared and waved his sword.

"You have no chance."

After the sound of the sound, the power of space that had been prepared long ago restricted Yang Tiandao again.

"Enjoy it."

The Devil's Smile appeared, and she instantly appeared in front of Yang Tiandao.

The thunder fire whipped Yang Tiandao in a whip.

On the other hand, Yang Tiandao did not move at all.

Everyone was confused.

"What's going on? This Yang Tiandao was stumbled?"

"Why don't you defend?"

"It's not that he can't move, but that he can't move."

When the inner disciples watching the battle below heard that Yang Tiandao could not move, they immediately remembered that when Yang Wenjin killed Elder Yu, this seemed to have happened.
Chapter completed!
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