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Chapter 2848 Pure water silk thread, divided into two(2/2)

"This sword is good."

Chen Zongheng spoke slowly, "It's just right to kill you."

He shook the sword's edge gently, and the sword's light flickered, causing the air to stir and tear.

And, ahead.

Li Potian stood there with no expression on his face.

suddenly.

There was a pop.

Blood spurted out.

But, at this moment.

As a mouthful of blood spurted out, his face aged rapidly, becoming much older than before!

As for that face, it was skinny and bones, with sunken eye sockets!

His eyes were bloodshot.

"I'm not willing to give in"

Li Potian's voice was hoarse.

He turned around and took another look at the Li family mansion by the Qingshan Lake.

And, the next moment.

boom!

A figure, like a falling star, headed towards the lake!

"Ancestor!!"

Shocked and horrified sounds rang out from the Li family!

Everyone was shocked by this sudden change!!

From the perspective of those present, it is impossible to tell from a distance what exactly happened just now!

Li Suinian smiled bitterly.

His whole body was filled with despair and his voice was hoarse.

"Retribution, it's all retribution,"

At this moment, his heart was filled with deep regret, regretting why he had failed to urge the Dragon Team to turn Kyoto upside down!

Kill Chen Zongheng at that moment!

But, now.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.

No matter what I say, it seems ridiculous.

The guests present all looked at each other in confusion, while not far away, the Jiang family and the Chen family burst into cheers!

Jiang Xinyue, mother and daughter, hugged each other and burst into tears.

To them.

This is tantamount to a huge gamble.

The fate of the entire Jiang family has been staked as a bet!

Qiu Yiren breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on her pretty face, and she looked at Chen Zongheng's figure.

Ye Aiying also felt a lot more relaxed.

"I knew it"

"He will definitely succeed."

in the air.

Before Li Potian fell.

Chen Zongheng picked it up with just a touch of his fingertips and strangled it around his neck.

And, just at this moment.

"stop!"

among the crowd.

An old monk wearing cassocks slowly walked out holding the child.

Swish!

Countless eyes all looked at him.

Qiu Yiren couldn't help but feel a thump in her heart, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The young monk raised his head, with a curious look on his face, and held on to the old monk beside him.

"Master, what a big wave."

And, aside.

The old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes smiled, looked over the lake, bowed and said: "Almsgiver Chen, this man cannot die."

"At least, you can't die here."

in the air.

A majestic Buddha's light, filled with the solemn aura of treasures, filled the air.

It even caught Li Potian's clothes.

It seemed like he was trying to use his strength to take it away.

"Who are you?"

Chen Zongheng looked down indifferently, his tone cold.

His patience is slowly wearing away, and anyone who stands in the way of revenge will die.

"The old monk comes from the Wuxiang Zen Sect."

"There was an agreement back then that we would protect Li Potian from disaster."
Chapter completed!
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