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Chapter 63: One Sword Determines the Victory(2/2)

The Sword of Illusion!

Most are the same, only two are different.

The seven sword techniques were fully demonstrated under the swords of Prince Ming Luo and Chen Zong. When the two discovered this, the surprise in their hearts was beyond words.

Chen Zong was very excited. It was a feeling of meeting an opponent, just like the feeling he had during the final battle with Gong Tianshen.

No, it was even more exciting than that time, because Gong Tianshen was not a sword cultivator, but Prince Ming Luo was a sword cultivator.

It's even more exciting to fight against a powerful enemy who is also a sword cultivator, isn't it?

Compared with Chen Zong, Prince Ming Luo was shocked, but also full of anger and murderous intent.

How can anyone compare with myself? It's not allowed.

If this person's background is better than mine, then I will feel better inside, but this person says that he is a casual cultivator.

Although I don’t know whether it is true or false, there are two possibilities.

One is that the other party is indeed a casual cultivator. How could a casual cultivator be more talented than himself?

The other is that this person has a very high background and is better than me. But if he has such a high background, is it necessary to take the Dongting Jianshan assessment?

If the swordsmanship of Dongting Sword Mountain was not useful to me, given my identity and status, there would be no need to participate in the test.

The thought disappeared in a flash, and Prince Ming Luo's sword light became more and more violent.

Chen Zong felt that Prince Ming Luo's swordsmanship showed signs of its own lineage, indicating that his background and accumulation were astonishing.

But Chen Zong's accumulation was even more astonishing, and coupled with the explosive skills he learned from Jian Kuang, Prince Ming Luo was actually faintly suppressed.

retreat!

After Prince Ming Luo took Chen Zong's sword forcefully, he used the power to retreat quickly and quickly adjusted his breathing.

After a fierce battle, I felt that a lot of my strength had been consumed.

"One sword will determine the outcome." Prince Ming Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice became deeper, and his body also bowed slightly in an instant.

"Okay." Chen Zong was also very happy.

Get ready!

The two began to gather momentum.

One sword determines victory or defeat. It is the last sword and the strongest sword. Only the most powerful sword, a sword that uses all its strength, is qualified to determine victory or defeat, life and death.

This sword will be carried out without reservation, and one's own life and death will be disregarded.

Either you die or I die, there is no third possibility, and there is no luck at all.

Adjustment!

Prince Mingluo constantly adjusted his breathing, adjusted his energy and spirit, mobilized all the remaining power in his body, and completely condensed it into a highly condensed force.

Throughout his body, completely different auras emerged.

Chen Zongjing stood still, his essence, energy and spirit were mobilized in an instant, completely integrated, carrying different auras and mysteries, pouring into the sword in his hand.

That move, the most powerful move, will be unleashed at this moment, bursting out with unparalleled power.
Chapter completed!
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