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2153. Fifty-four in the melee

After this attack, the god-level strong man on the opposite side couldn't believe it, because he just felt that this person's strength was not much different from his own, but now he saw that this guy's strength was actually stronger than his own.

a lot of.【 】

In fact, this is not because the old marshal is stronger than him. Their realm of strength is actually the same. The key is that the strength of this guy from the Holy See is unstable. After all, one is trained hard, and he is

Strongly improved.

Just like this, there is a big gap between them. Now he is a little helpless, but fortunately, he is confident that he can block this attack. Although his strength is not as strong as the opponent's strength now,

But it's not bad either.

So now he is not afraid of a single attack, and the old marshal is not that ambitious. He can kill this guy at once. He has never thought about it like this, but he also knows that he wants to catch this guy.

One hit is not easy either.

Both of them have their own thoughts now, and both feel that their own strength can definitely surpass the other. At this moment, the blow has reached the person in the Holy See. He looked at the blow and then looked at it.

He caught the old marshal's blow.

There was also a violent explosion when he caught the blow. The old marshal immediately moved away from the place as the explosion sounded. He also looked back after leaving. Now he couldn't see clearly in front of him. The power of this blow was

It's completely revealed.

In fact, he didn't see a figure flashing out from the spiritual power fluctuations inside. At this time, the old marshal just kept walking backwards. He didn't want to wait for himself to be affected by the aftermath of the explosion. Then

Not worth it.

After a while, the explosion here also calmed down. The old marshal looked ahead nervously. He also knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to kill the opponent with one blow. After all, the opponent was a god-level strongman.

, just like myself.

If he could kill the opponent with one blow, he could only say that he was very lucky, but he had never thought so. He felt that he had some luck, but such luck was simply insignificant, let alone here.

Believe this.

Unless the opponent's body was in front of him, but at this moment he also saw the powerful man from the Holy See slowly appearing on the opposite side.

(It’s very sad. My body is too fragile now. The house I just rented didn’t have a fire. I caught a cold in two nights and had a splitting headache. Alas, I’m trying to code out a chapter. The new book will be updated tomorrow and will be uploaded this month.

That’s for sure!)


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