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Chapter 442

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Although Po Zhanfeng was surprised, he didn't believe that Ye Lingtian could cause any storms. "So what if you stand up? You have suffered serious injuries before. This time your skills will definitely be greatly reduced. I can let you spend three months in a wheelchair and you can also let you lie in bed for ten months."

Ye Lingtian suddenly shouted, "Kill me, no one left."

Ye Lingtian wanted to save his life, but after all, Po Zhanfeng followed him for many years, and they were also good brothers in the desert. He couldn't bear to kill him, but from what he said just now, he could not hear that the other party not only betrayed him, but also colluded with the powerful and powerful people in Tiandu. If a battle outside Tiandu was fought, he would definitely have his shadow.

Po Zhanfeng roared angrily, and wanted Ye Lingtian to rush over quickly. Gu Yan stood in front of Ye Lingtian and roared angrily, "Po Zhanfeng, die."

The strength of being able to become a general of the desert is not low. After a quarter of an hour of fighting between the two sides, they saw Po Zhanfeng grabbing his hands, and Gu Yan was pulled out of blood on his shoulder by the other party. Gu Yan was surprised and his body retreated rapidly.

Ye Lingtian behind him helped the other party up and said, "Stay a break, let me do it."

Gu Yan gasped and said, "Lord, this guy has broken through the Tianwu level, you have to be careful."

Ye Lingtian said coldly, "Master Wutian is also at the Tianwu level, and he is not my defeated general, kill him."

Only then did Gu Yan realize that when Ye Lingtian fought against Wutian, he was still sitting in a wheelchair and knocked the opponent away with just one move. Now Ye Lingtian's leg injury has healed, how could Po Zhanfeng be his opponent?

As expected, the two of them had just fought and the winner was quickly decided. Po Zhanfeng kept retreating, while Ye Lingtian quickly pursued.

Now there is a mess in the hall, and the four guardians, Xia Yong, Wang Shirong, and Jiang Zhantian and others have already fought with each other.

The four great guardians fought against the leader of the Tiandu Sect. Although the old man was already seventy years old, his skills did not decrease at all. Facing the attacks of four people, he dodged left and right, and seeing the opportunity was a crutch.

The second and fourth guardians were already injured, but they were only skin trauma. Jiang Zhantian fought against other guards of Tiandu Sect.

Seeing that he had never gained the upper hand, Po Zhanfeng said angrily, "Ye Lingtian, tell you that many of the people you brought will be killed by me. Don't act like a lofty look. Next, it's time for you to beg for mercy."

Ye Lingtian sneered, "You don't even have the chance to beg for mercy."

Po Zhanfeng roared angrily, and he wanted Ye Lingtian to rush over, but Ye Lingtian still stood still, looking at the other party quietly.

When Po Zhanfeng saw Ye Lingtian stop moving, he thought he had no time to dodge, and a sneer passed through his face, but he didn't expect the battle to end so soon.

But then, he was stunned.

Ye Lingtian raised his hand and grabbed his arm. The other party wanted to pull it back, but it was impossible. Po Zhanfeng's face changed drastically. He finally broke through the Tianwu level and had been hiding his strength over the years, just waiting for this battle.

Po Zhanfeng felt that there was a mountain in front of him and he could not shake it at all.

"Although you have already broken through, you are still an ant in my eyes. I am still the King of Desert, so die."

With Ye Lingtian's force, Po Zhanfeng could no longer hold on. While his body retreated, there was a cracking sound on his arm joints, and then Ye Lingtian punched his chest.

Po Zhanfeng suddenly burst out with a scream, his internal organs were dislocated, "How could you, you,"
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