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Chapter 1972

Chapter 1972

"Be patient and don't be impatient."

Xuanzhu said calmly: "It's just like this, it doesn't count. Please step back."

"yes......"

The old slave shook his head and retreated from the Xuan Lord's palace again.

He is following the progress of the martial arts conference simultaneously.

When he learned that Xuanlong had violated the Holy Order, he felt bad all over, so he came in to report in a panic.

But I didn’t expect that Xuan Master didn’t care...

The old slave is confused, what does Master Xuan mean?

...

Martial arts conference.

On the pumice platform.

Countless ghost handprints as big as hills fell from the sky.

With such a fierce attack method from the beginning, Xuanlong wanted to see how Chen Feng would respond!

In his opinion, with Chen Feng's strength, he can only flee in a hurry!

Although this will make him the first in the final martial arts competition, Xuanlong doesn't care anymore!

Compared with the reward of the Rune Giant Sword, he wanted to tell Chen Feng more about the difference in strength between the two!

Rumble...

As the transformed ghost handprints fell on the pumice platform, loud noises were heard throughout the martial arts conference.

On the pumice platform, smoke filled the air.

One can imagine how terrifying these hundreds of ghost handprints would be on the stage!

Stop talking about a mortal!

Even mountain boulders, no matter how hard they are in the world, cannot withstand such a terrifying attack!

Everyone below was dumbfounded!

"This Xuanlong actually struck such a heavy blow?"

"Terrible, so scary!"

There were also some former contestants among them. When they thought that if they were lucky enough to reach the finals, they would have to compete with such a terrifying opponent as Xuanlong, these people couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Now it seems that quitting early is a good thing!

There is no need to lose your life just because of a martial arts competition, right...

In the corner, Wu Yunzhe started to tremble when he saw this scene.

The old man standing next to him hurriedly supported him: "Master, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine..."

Wu Yunzhe knew that Xuanlong was powerful!

But when would I have thought that it is so powerful!

He couldn't even imagine this kind of strength that could destroy the world!

"Then Chen Feng, I'm afraid he is dead..."

Wu Yunzhe murmured.

"Well, probably so." Old Man Chamu nodded.

"Although martial arts tournaments have always been about deciding the outcome, that's all, but there are also situations where some mistakes cost people's lives. Looking at it now..."

Although the old man Chamu didn't say what he said later, his meaning was very obvious!

Chen Feng will definitely die!

"It's a pity that Zheng Yiqing..."

Wu Yunzhe clenched his fists.

"Master, we should stop worrying about others and think more about ourselves!"

The old man looked sad.

Their current situation is also very bad, and the young master is still thinking about what is there and what is not!

"I want to go back to Wushi City, I want to go back to Wushi City..."

At this moment, Wu Yunzhe was like a frightened child, begging the old man in a crying tone.

"well......"

The old man sighed helplessly.

Returning to Wushi City is easier said than done!

Not to mention that they are now stopped by the people from Xuanzhu Palace, let’s talk about Xuanlong and Xuanyi Sect...

There was a wry smile on the corner of the old man's mouth!

They can't help themselves now!

Destiny is not in your own hands!

Above the pumice platform, the black dragon looked sternly.

"Why go against me and end up with your soul destroyed?"

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