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Chapter 1232 Fierce Battle(2/2)

Jiang Dukou made a roar.

There is no shadow to open, and the sword light like the sea is like the sea, and it rushed madly to Gu Wuya.

After Jiang Du's strength is improved, the fatal combo is no longer the skill of the 100 % fatal launch before.

The too much sword light has completely filled the void around, all of them rushed towards Gu Wuya.

At the same time, Gu Wuya was also angry. He thought he had left that universe, and he and Jiang Du were passers -by since then.

But this guy seemed to be a dog skin plaster, and he chased it over through his unclear way.

And also brought a strong man.

The infinite colorful sword light rushed to rush in all directions from his whole body.

On the outside is the golden sword light, even if it is the colorful sword light, the two sword light sea began to strangle each other directly.

Such a landscape is a miracle -like existence.

Jiang Du's mouth made a roar, urged the power, and waved his sword crazy.

As long as he can hit Gu Waya, he can trigger a fatal blow. Even if he can't kill him completely, he must make his scalp numb.

However, Gu Wuya's sword light is too terrible, and strictly guard against death, and do not give Jiang Du any opportunity.

But Jiang has unique helpers!

"senior!"

Jiang yelled.

His Holiness Tian Zhong jumped his eyelids when he heard Jiang Du's shout.

But now, it is obvious that Gu Wuya is almost fast.

Lord Tianzhong shot again.

The huge sky clock directly reduced into his hands.

Then he smashed it over with Tianzhong.

Gu Wuya's crazy attack and killing of Jiang Du was already a little struggling. In the face of the smashed Tianzhong, there were three heads and six arms appearing on his body.

Other palms are obviously illusory, but they still smashed into Tianzhong.

"Well!"

The huge bell sounds.

Gu Wuya's body trembled gently, and a subtle crack appeared on the bones.

"Yes, that's it, the seniors work hard!" Jiang Du yelled.

Seeing this, His Holiness Tianzhong was relieved.

Holding Tianzhong smashed the past crazy, and Gu Wuya's body trembled.

Jiang Dumu released the sword light with energy.

Gu Wuya was angry in his eyes. When Tian Zhong fell again, his palm suddenly turned green.

This time, he did not smash with his fist, but just caught the bell directly with his hand.

In an instant, His Holiness Tianzhong felt that he had lost contact with Tian Zhong.

And the sky bell in Gu Waya became bigger, and Gu Waya took the initiative to hide.

His sword light disappeared, and all Jiang Du's sword light was densely played on the sky bell, and countless cracks appeared directly on the surface of the sky bell.

"Ding, the mark of death!"

"Ding, the mark of death!"

"Ding, the mark of death!"

The sound of countless sound systems sounded in Jiang Du's mind.

All the sword light, with Tianzhong directly, do everything directly.

"puff!"
Chapter completed!
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