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Chapter 1664 is not a big deal

"Boom!"

"ah!"

When the rumbling sound came out, a powerful airflow also dispersed, and more than a dozen people were hit by the airflow, and they flew more than ten meters away and fell to the ground.

"puff!"

Someone spewed out a mouthful of blood, and was a little scared that the power of the barrier was so great when it broke open. Especially when he saw the black figure coming in the breeze, he didn't care about anything else and quickly stood up from the ground.

More than a dozen people stood up one after another, and even the dust on their bodies had no time to brush away, they saw that the black figure had landed not far in front of them. Behind him, a group of people ran out quickly and surrounded everyone, and a pair of sharp swords shining with sharp cold light were all aimed at them, which made them feel trembling.

Looking at this scene, one of the middle-aged men suppressed the uneasiness in their hearts and shouted loudly in a gloomy voice: "Neon King! We are here to avenge the lord! The wise man stepped down and gave up the lord's position. Otherwise, we will tell you to die without a complete body!"

Mo Ye glanced at the man indifferently and said, "I don't have much ability, but I'm not very angry." As he spoke, he moved his hand and a dragon bone sword appeared on the tip of his shuriken pointed diagonally at the ground.

"Since you're here, leave your life behind!"

As soon as a cold voice came out, the pressure containing murderous aura was released. Mo Ye lifted his sword and rushed forward and attacked the person he was talking just now. The sharp sword tip roared with powerful spiritual power, and a swishing sound passed by, causing the middle-aged man to almost instinctively show his weapons to meet him and resist.

"Sharp!"

When the two swords met, and when the clanging sound came out, the middle-aged man was shocked and his eyes were opened involuntarily. After the sharp sword in his hand, a clearly visible crack appeared. The crack changed from small to large, as if it would break in the next moment.

"Click!"

A crack sound came out, and the crack became clearer. When the middle-aged man was shocked, he saw the sharp sword in front of him attacking and shouted: "What are you waiting for!" At the same time, he raised the sword in his hand and waved it, but it was also the same swing that way, and the sword in his hand finally broke into two pieces.

Perhaps because of his roar, the others also recovered and quickly held the weapons and sieged forward. Attacks from all sides attacked him from the front and back, killing him with sharp moves. Seeing Yuan Ke standing not far away, he was a little worried.

If more than a dozen people fight one of the lords, can the lord really resist it? After all, those people are still the lords of power at all, so there is no need to mention the combat power. Now that more than a dozen people join forces to fight against the lords, can the lord really cope with it?

"call out!"

"Kill him!"

"kill!"

"drink!"

The loud shout spread with murderous aura. More than a dozen figures attacked the black figure with swords. Just as their swords attacked from all sides, he suddenly turned around. A powerful pressure spread out with the sound of the airflow. The powerful force knocked them away several meters away.

Some quickly stabilized their bodies and stood on the ground, while others did not have time to fall to the ground, while others attacked out of instinct, but were suppressed by the opponent's powerful force and airflow.
Chapter completed!
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