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Chapter 833 Desolate He Family(2/2)

"Don't you think it's too late to ask me my name now? No matter who I am, you will lose the Immortal Stone today!"

"Huh, I just don't want to kill the unknown person!"

He Wei raised the long sword in his hand, "Today is destined to be the battle for the rise of our desolate He family. How can we be so careless? You don't even know the ghosts who died under the sword? As the leader of the Holy Thunder Clan, you should not be an unknown person.

Bar?"

"Zi Chen."

Zi Chen smiled and said: "The Holy Thunder Clan, the core is Zi Chen!"

"It's you!"

He Wei's pupils shrank, obviously he didn't expect that the person coming was the famous Zi Chen.

But soon, he burst out laughing, and his eyes became extremely fanatical, "It's so great that it's you. God has treated me so well. As long as I defeat you, who in the Holy Spirit Realm will know who I am from now on."

Great?"

Zi Chen was a little confused. According to the other party's level, he shouldn't be someone with such a personality.

"Death!"

A violent aura suddenly surged from He Wei's body, and there seemed to be a faint black mist lingering around.

That kind of black mist gave him a familiar feeling.

"Die, you idiot!"

He Wei rushed forward, pouring strong power into the blade, and slashed towards Zi Chen.

Zi Chen, who originally planned to mobilize his soul power, found that the power in his body was operating on its own, which was the ancient thunder flame.

Flames burned on the long golden stick, and an ancient aura filled the air.

The two attacks met again, and with a roar, golden thunder flames fell on the black knife.

The black knife began to burn.

He Wei screamed and retreated, while his strength continued to surge, and then he extinguished the thunder flames.

He looked at Zi Chen with a surprised and uncertain expression.

At that moment before, when he mobilized his strength, he actually felt as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

The thunder flames on Zi Chen's long stick had disappeared. He smiled faintly and said: "It seems that you are giving up. I won't ask you any questions. Just take one hundred thousand immortal stones."

"Don't even think about it, you are beyond the bottom of the well!"

He Wei gritted his teeth, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

A storm suddenly appeared around him. As he stood in the storm, the original black power began to surge, and soul power was also raging.

"A separate soul power attack is nothing. The combination of strength and soul power is the most powerful force in the world!"

The storm disappeared, and all the power poured into the sword.

The blade created ripples and became extremely terrifying.

Zi Chen's eyes were fixed on the changes in the sword, and he said more seriously: "Oh, really? Then you have taught me a lesson today."

In his hand, the long stick suddenly erupted with dazzling light, and an aura that was several times stronger than before surged out.

"Then let me see your true power."

After the words fell, Zi Chen took the initiative to move forward.

He seemed to be carrying a golden sun, with such dazzling light that many people closed their eyes subconsciously.

There was a huge boom.

The figures of Zi Chen and He Wei passed each other.

On the long stick in Zi Chen's hand, the dazzling golden light went out.
Chapter completed!
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