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Chapter 1789 Chief is like this?(2/2)

Everyone around him screamed in shock.

"impossible!"

Wei Canyang's soul trembled wildly and he screamed miserably.

People wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Poof!

Lihuang Sword slashed directly at his shoulder, easily tearing apart all the defenses around him.

Chi!

Wei Canyang's shoulder was split open instantly, and one arm was broken on the spot. The terrifying high temperature solidified Wei Canyang's injuries, and the terrifying high temperature seemed to evaporate the blood in his body.

"ah!!"

Wei Canyang screamed in pain, retreated repeatedly, and then fell heavily to the ground, making it difficult to get up.

Defeat with one sword?

Everyone around them stared with wide eyes, and for a while they thought they had seen it wrong.

"Chief of the Bingwu Pavilion?"
Chapter completed!
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