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Chapter 1352

If you don’t like it, you will beat me!

Nangong Chen had a surprised expression on his face.

"What else do you want to say to him for such a low-key guy? Isn't it all over just killing him?"

He looked at Dongfang Meng, Luo Qingyan and others with confusion.

Why don’t these people even dare to teach a lesson to a waste like Bi Xuan?

He is the descendant of the Nangong family.

He is also one of the most outstanding students of Qinglong Academy.

At a young age, he has already become the fifth level!

When did you take Bi Xuan seriously?

No one around was taking action.

He simply took a step forward.

Then, he kicked Bi Xuan in the chest with a heavy kick.

In his opinion, he wanted to crush Bi Xuan to death.

It's like crushing an ant to death.

There will be no problem at all!

"Bang!"

Bi Xuan punched out with a heavy punch!

Nangong Chen's whole body was shocked.

He quickly took two steps back.

Bi Xuan took several steps back.

The blood on his face flashed and disappeared.

Nangong Chen looked at him in shock!

"When did you become so awesome?"

When Ye Qingli kept giving him good pills every day.

Bi Xuan has now reached the peak of the fourth level!

Only one step away from reaching the fifth level!

With Nangong Chen, a fifth-level master.

The gap is no longer that big!

"Ha ha……"

Nangong Chen failed to settle Bi Xuan in one move.

I suddenly felt that I was embarrassed.

He laughed wildly at the sky.

"So you, a useless man, have turned over? Humph, but I tell you, an useless man is always a useless man! You will never become a genius! No matter what adventures you have, your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. At most, that is until today!"

"I'm sure you won't see the sun tomorrow morning!"

After saying that, he took out a long sword from his arms!

He chopped towards Bi Xuan!

The green aura soared into the sky!

Eighth-level wooden mysterious weapon!

The powerful wooden spiritual power continues to permeate.

Layer layers of huge wood shadows appeared around.

He surrounded Bi Xuan in the middle at once!

Bi Xuan held his breath and concentrated.

He took out a short stick from his arms.

Roar.

A fire dragon immediately rushed up from the short stick!

"You actually have mysterious weapons, too?"

Nangong Chen suddenly felt insulted.

This kind of high-level mysterious weapon is an existence that only disciples of aristocratic families can have.

When did a poor man like him have these things?

It's simply a provocation!

He waved the sword in his hand and rushed forward.

The mysterious weapon in Bi Xuan’s hand was given to her by Ye Qingli last time.

This was won by her bet from Yan Yuleng and the others.

Then, Ye Qingli used the method of refining the weapon left by the old man Wuyou.

Refined the mysterious weapon again.

Give it to Bi Xuan again.

All the spiritual imprints left by Yan Yuleng inside were washed away.

Let him only watch helplessly.

It can't be summoned back at all.

And now, Yan Yuleng has been seriously injured.

He couldn't even beat Bi Xuan.

Of course, it is even more impossible to be Ye Qingli's opponent.

The two rushed over and suddenly the sky was dark.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boom! Boom!"

It looks like the mountains are shaking and the earth is shaking.

After a few rounds and turns, Bi Xuan was chopped on the shoulder by Nangong Chen with a sword.

A blood flower splashed.

He staggered back a few steps.

Nangong Chen flew to chase after him.

The tip of the sword pointed straight into his throat.

A quick roar.

"Today, I'll kill you!"
Chapter completed!
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