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Chapter Fifty-Eight: Putting Death to Life(1/2)





�Hou Dayong and �



Friends and four completely different kinds of friends





beast fight





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Memorize the claw attack to make them...



People's descendants









step







It's not like they can't break free from the Four Symbols Formation





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�But I don't want to go right now�



Add



environmental battle











Under all circumstances, everything is











�Contact Lu Xing with their cultivation level





�It's just being�



sword cut



of



husband







Three people work hard but don’t work hard





�The King of Thieves�



Zhihexiao



Head circle





�Wang Lin tried her best to delay Wei�







Bear King







That is to say, King Xiong, who has a mortal feud with Lu Xing. His fists and punches are deadly moves. He uses the method of exchanging injuries for injuries. The fights have caused cracks all over the world. The two punches make the dust fly and the sky becomes dark. Both axes can open mountains.

With such force, every blow shattered countless rocks.

Ten breaths... An Maode was holding his breath at the bottom of the lake. This was the second time he entered the water. He jumped out suddenly, the sword edge glowed with golden light, and he used the sword move that had been brewing for a long time - Rimu Ze. He had already seen that the road was very good at water.

, if Lu Xing is really allowed to use White Dragon Fifteen in the water, then he will have to lose his fortune. This move seems to be a proactive attack, but in fact it is to force Lu Xing to retreat.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xing didn't play according to common sense at all. He hit the White Dragon Fifteen, and the two sword lights collided hard. The whole pond was divided into two by the sword energy, and only one sword overflowed from it.

He was so angry that he flattened a mountain peak.

The sword light here is so dazzling that the naked eye cannot see its inner parts.

"Cang!" A sword clang resounded, immediately attracting everyone's attention. The yellow-robed swordsman ran away with a gray face, his broken sword was broken again, blood was flowing from his waist and abdomen, and he could not be seen because of the clothes.

Injury.

Damn it, there are still six breaths left... An Maode's body was seriously injured. In order to get here, he was struck by Wu Xian's sword, and even his life sword was broken. At this moment, he was struck by Lu Xing's sword again, and his injuries were...

Maintaining a clear path had exhausted all his energy.

"You guys are greedy for life and afraid of death, and are extremely stupid trash. Lu Xing only has six breaths left, so kill him quickly! If I die, do you think you can take a sword from the Dao realm?" An Maode roared. However, there was no chance.

No one came to help him. He paid attention to the Bear King who was fighting desperately, and immediately thought of letting the Bear King block the sword.
To be continued...
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