The ghost puppet is indeed powerful.

He directly beat people to pieces.

Facing Cheng Xiao's death, Mu Jiangxing and others were a little silent, because this was considered a mistake in Mu Jiangxing's judgment. He should end it on his own and deal with Lin Ye directly, so Cheng Xiao might not have to die.

But since he is dead, he is dead.

If your skills are inferior to others, who is to blame?

"Let me end this battle."

Mu Jingxing no longer hid, and even walked into the field impatiently.

Facing Lin Ye off the court.

No, that ghost puppet.

It's almost over but the hope is still there.

Zi Han and others on the opposite side were also excited about Lin Ye's victory.

"It turned out to be a puppet with four thousand lines... Lin Ye's strength is really terrifying."

Han Zhen said in surprise, with the word "submit" written all over his face.

"That old man is finished!"

"No matter how you look at this old man, he is more than fifty years old."

Zihan said.

"Maybe... he looks older."

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