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Chapter 1601

Chapter 1601

"The current Lord of Dragon and Phoenix has inherited the legacy of Semi-Saint Jiang Lin'an."

"I thought you were very strong, at least better than Zuo Rufeng."

"I never thought..."

With a sarcastic look on her face, she walked towards Suning leisurely and said, "It's just an appearance, it's not vulnerable to a blow."

"The fact that you made it to the eighth round is entirely due to luck."

"In terms of strength, you are not even as good as Lei Zhan, but you are just a bit higher than Bai Qingsong and others."

Suning refused to refute and signaled to Dao Huo'er, who was seriously injured, to heal his injuries quickly.

Then, he slowly stood up and carefully patted the white mud stained on the corners of his clothes.

The masked woman mocked harshly: "Don't worry, as the host, a direct disciple of Emperor Luo Chen, and with Xiang Zhanyun who is guarding the cave world to protect you secretly, I can't kill you."

"So, there is no need to rush to tidy up your clothes and die in a decent manner."

"The most I can do is defeat you and knock you straight to the next stage."

Suning asked curiously: "We have only fought two moves, where did you get the confidence to win in the third move?"

The masked woman held the sword in her right hand, and her tone was intriguing: "You have no trump card, right?"

"Three breath gathering formations have bought you nearly two minutes of time to plan, giving you the opportunity to regain the upper hand in the arena."

"What a pity. Everyone in the eight hundred immortal worlds knows about the magical technique you used called "Nine Transformations of Spirits". I have been wary of this for a long time."

"If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid it would be difficult to escape the surprise punch."

"Quietly, not a single bit of immortal power is leaked."

"No wonder you can kill everyone in the Demon Burial Mountain Range, one against a hundred."

"Supernatural powers are magical powers after all, even if you are only using the lowest and lowest level of magical powers."

Her index finger trembled, and she tapped the hilt of the sword very rhythmically and said: "You underestimated me, and you underestimated the profound heritage that Wen Dian has inherited for millions of years."

"The magical clones that others cannot detect are clearly visible under my secret sense."

"It's like you keep moving the position of the formation eye, and I still find traces of this deity."

"you lose."

Suning said in a deep voice: "Are you sure?"

The masked woman's eyes flashed, with a hint of hesitation.

Obviously, Suning's calm attitude made her have some doubts.

But in the end, she said confidently: "I believe what I saw with my own eyes."

Suning sneered and said: "As the saying goes, what you see with your eyes is not necessarily truth, and what you hear with your ears is not necessarily fiction."

"It's true what you saw with your own eyes, but have you ever thought about it, the first time I used the magical power of "Nine Transformations of Spirits", it was in the Demon Burial Mountain Range."

"At that time, I was only at the 18th level of martial arts."

"Compared to the current level of true immortals, the gap between mortals and immortals is a huge gap that is difficult to bridge between heaven and earth."

The masked goddess' expression changed slightly, and her left foot that moved forward suddenly stopped.

"you......"

As if she suddenly thought of something, she held the long sword tightly in her right hand across her chest and retreated angrily.

Suning approached and said, "It's too late to make amends."

"boom."

The five fingers turned into claws and clawed hard at the masked woman's throat.

At the same time, on the tip of the iceberg that has not melted yet, there is a shadow of a clone waiting for an opportunity to move.

One after another, the speed was extremely fast, giving the masked woman no chance to change her body shape and reverse the situation.

"bundle."

In a dangerous situation with no way out, no way out, and no way out, she made a prompt decision to burn the talisman.

"Stab it."

The purple talisman turned into ashes. The masked woman abandoned her sword and turned around to resist the clone's punch.

The palm of his fist touched, and the clone vomited blood, bowed and slid.

And in front, the immortal power rising from the talisman wrapped the long black sword and raised a transparent light barrier.

The knot is tied quickly, and the knot is broken even faster.

Destroyed by the pull of Suning's five fingers, the light barrier barely maintained half a breath.

"Crash."

The aftermath spread, and the sword shadows undulated and overlapped.


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