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Chapter 1765

"Attack me."

Pan Shiyong shouted loudly and took the lead in firing out a large amount of spiritual energy, as if venting his anger. Everyone bombarded the area, trembling constantly.

In the cave, seeing the formation light trembling and shaking, Ye Yu and Liao Kai were not afraid at all. They took out their weapons and waited calmly for everything, and were already ready to die.

Bang!

As a gust of light fragments flew, the formation completely shattered.

The cave appeared in front of the Pan family. Their eyes were cruel, as if they were hungry wolves who had discovered flesh and blood, and they rushed away.

Kura Langlang!

The sound of a long sword being unsheathed all around, and Jinghong flew out of the cave and penetrated the first warrior who rushed to the entrance of the cave.

The sword was pulled back and blood was sprinkled. The warrior looked at his chest in disbelief and fell into the abyss.

"I have some skills, but I see how long you two can last."

Pan Shiyong sneered, and everyone killed each other, under the dim light, the ferocity on everyone's face was reflected.

Ye Yu had just taken out his ultimate move, and the third-grade realm warrior in an instant instant was slightly panting and lost the power of a battle.

But Liao Kai and Ye Yu held their hands tightly, fearless.

"Xiaoyu, let's see you again in the next life." Liao Kai looked free and easy, and Ye Yu also had a smile on his face.

"Then you go and die." Pan Shiyong smiled grimly.

Just when the two were ready to die together.

A ray of light suddenly lit up deep in the cave, as if breaking out of the ground. Then there was the second, the tenth, and one hundred!

"What's going on?"

The violent golden light shone the cave like daylight, which stimulated the Pan family's eyes to hurt severely.

It seemed as if the scorching sun was rising in the abyss.

They were shocked and suspicious, and they temporarily retreated and avoided.

Then the light gradually restrained, and a figure slowly walked out from the depths of the cave.

He stood tall and carried his back with one hand, his eyes were like stars, and there was a faint spiritual energy around his body, flowing unsteadily.

Ye Yu and Liao Kai showed shock and looked at Qin Cheng blankly.

If Qincheng was just a companion to them, now facing Qincheng gives them a feeling of facing an immortal.

"Young Master Cheng, your cultivation level."

Liao Kai swallowed and spitted. At this time, he felt that the condensed aura on Qin Cheng's body was extremely powerful. Standing beside him gave him a strong sense of oppression.

This is the pressure that only truly powerful warriors have.

"How did this kid improve so much?" Pan Shiyong said in disbelief at this time.

"Don't worry, Master Pan's family. This person has many strange methods, maybe it's just some kind of trick." Old Zou comforted him.

"Let me kill him."

A Pan family warrior snorted coldly, pulled out his long sword and rushed out suddenly.

His elder brother died just now in the tide of bat beasts. He had a boundless hatred for Qin Cheng, and he had a killer move when he took action.

"Too weak." Qin Cheng shook his head contemptuously. Seeing the man approaching, the blade had already touched his head, and then slowly raised his fingers.

With two fingers clipped, the violent blade was immediately pinched tightly.

The warrior's pupils shrank, and he tried desperately to pull out the long sword, but the sword did not move at all.

Qin Cheng turned his fingers gently, and with a bang, the long sword instantly turned into light, as if it was scrap iron.


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