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Chapter 1215 Forty-nine Swordsmen (3) (Repair)(2/2)

Luzhou looked up and looked over.

Everyone held their breath and cried out inwardly that something was wrong.

Boss, are you going to snatch it?

Such things are so common in unknown places. Powerful practitioners can use various despicable means to obtain what they want, including robbery. Even if they are famous masters from all over the country, they can be silenced.

After finally breathing a sigh of relief, I immediately became nervous.

Between the heaven and earth, only strong winds and birds and beasts whistle by, no one moved.

"I am one of the forty-nine swords in the Northern Region Mountain, Yuanlang. I dare to ask which expert killed Zhu Yan." Yuanlang said.

No one answered.

Luzhou is too lazy to answer.

Instead, he turned around and rushed towards Bai Ze.

"I dare to ask which expert killed Zhu Yan?" Yuan Lang raised his voice.

Most of the practitioners present were spectators. The previous battle with Zhu Yan was not worth mentioning. It had almost nothing to do with killing Zhu Yan. The master who killed Zhu Yan was on the scene. Luzhou did not speak, and no one dared to point it out easily.

Once identified, forty-nine swords block the road and robbery will be equivalent to establishing a strong enemy for yourself.

They are not stupid and cannot get involved in muddy waters.

However, this collective silence is inexplicably fired for the Forty-Nine Swords.

Raise your voice again: "Please come out and see you when you kill Zhu Yan."

The sound is thick and powerful.
Chapter completed!
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