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Three hundred and twentieth chapters law relative to touch

At this time, a huge black shadow towered over the Gate of Condensation, exuding a terrifying aura like the bright sun.

"The Eye of the Night God has become stronger again this time." Jian Wushuang said solemnly, looking at the black shadow entrenched in the sky.

"Ye Shen Tong..." Dongfang Chen said angrily. Obviously, Ye Shen Tong's actions had exceeded his bottom line and successfully angered him.

"No matter what, Ling Shaotian must die today. Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed by me!" Ye Shentong said in a serious tone.

"Soul-Eating Falling Seal!!" Ye Shen Tong's white palm suddenly snapped, and the black shadow hovering behind him moved with it. The huge palm formed by the majestic black energy, like a dark cloud, faced the sky.

Most of Dongxiang City was crushed.

Everyone under his palm was afraid, but there was nothing they could do.

"Hundred Sword Techniques." As Jian Wushuang's eyes surged with cold light, the sound like the sound of swords resounded in vain, and the patterns behind him flew and turned into fierce sword streams like a storm, roaring around him.

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Ling Shaotian looked at the blade storm of this scale, longing for it in his heart. This was the true strength of his master, Jian Wushuang.

"The Dharma of the Swallow Shield!" Elder Yan Fei's steady voice resounded, and the majestic power of the pattern roared, forming a huge shield engraved with countless swallow patterns. The swallow patterns shined, exuding defensive power that could withstand all attacks.

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"Black Sand Dharma!" Dongfang Chen's furious voice resounded at the same time, like black sand-like lines roaring, and converging into a huge sand statue behind him.

With the emergence of these three major Dharma signs, the terrible pressure that shrouded Dongxiang City has weakened a bit.

"Tremble in front of my Dark Night Dharma." Ye Shentong sneered.

The huge dark palm that covered half of the sky fell heavily.

"Hundred-step flying sword slash." Jian Wushuang swung forward with both palms. The sword flow converged into a river, and the sword light was dazzling. A torrent of giant swords hundreds of feet formed in an instant, causing ripples in the space and facing the dark giant.

The palm roared.

"Black Sand Fighting Boxing." Dongfang Chen clasped his hands together, and the giant statue of sand behind him suddenly punched hard, causing hundreds of air currents and intense space ripples.

Boom! Boom! Boom!!!

Three fierce attacks suddenly collided, and terrible shock wave ripples spread over Dongxiang City. The deafening sound suddenly resounded, forcing the people in the city to use all their strength to resist the terrible sound. Some with weaker cultivation levels

Before the warrior had time to resist, he was blown apart by the terrifying sound, and blood was spilled on the spot. The scene was extremely horrific.

As for Wei Zheng, he was also rescued by a strong man from the Qin family who came with him.

And Ling Shaotian, also under the protection of Jian Wushuang, reluctantly raised his head, watching this terrifying encounter that shocked him, while constantly refreshing his understanding of the strength of the powerful tattooed person.

It can be seen that now, he still looks quite insignificant in front of the real powerhouse.

At this time, the giant Yan-patterned shield behind Elder Yan Fei also burst out with dazzling light and formed a solid light curtain to resist the shock wave. Of course, he mainly just wanted to protect the Gate of Condensation, for fear of Condensation.

If the gate is destroyed, his lady will lose the chance to return.

boom!!

The three terrifying attacks exploded into pieces one after another, and black and white broken dots flew all over the sky.

"Such stubborn resistance really surprises me, but it still doesn't change anything!" Ye Shentong said with murderous intent clearly visible in his deep eyes.

"Shaotian, do you have a way to escape from here? As long as you leave, Ye Shentong will not dare to fight with us like this." Jian Wushuang communicated with Ling Shaotian with his mind.

"Yes, yes, but it is really impossible for me to leave my master behind and leave alone," Ling Shaotian said firmly.

"You still think about this now? Your safety is the most important thing. You have to remember that you still have family members to protect." Jian Wushuang angrily scolded.

As soon as he said this, Ling Shaotian's mind suddenly showed up in the faces that seemed familiar to him, including his parents, Jubilee Blue Ape, Yang Shanshan, Yan Lingjiao, Yuan Fei, etc., all of whom were his close relatives.

And true friends.

Suddenly, a hint of determination appeared in Ling Shaotian's eyes, and he said, "Master, you have to be careful. One day, I, Ling Shaotian, will personally slay the Night God Eyes and eradicate the restless darkness from Dongzhou Continent."

"Okay, this is my disciple of Jian Wushuang." Jian Wushuang's laughter also sounded from the land of Ling Shaotian's thoughts.

Raising the ground, Ling Shaotian had a round ancient jade in his hand. With his five fingers moving, the ancient jade suddenly shattered, and a space crack appeared in his palm. A terrible suction force emanated from it, instantly covering Ling Shaotian's figure, and said, "Ye

Shentong, you are an old man, your grandpa, I won’t play with you anymore.”

Immediately, Ling Shaotian's figure was pulled into the space crack by the suction force.

He could even vaguely hear Ye Shentong's furious shouts from outside the space crack.
Chapter completed!
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