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Chapter 1248 Killing Game(2/2)

There is really a sword domain!

He is really a sword cultivator!

This made many people almost vomit blood.

What are they compared to Ye Xiu?

Is it a waste?

He is in his twenties, and he is just a piano, painting, physical, or sword!

What about them?

Although I have cultivated one, I am still not as good as Ye Xiu.

This is awesome! That's ridiculous.

The terrifying sword intent of killing instantly enveloped Qianjian Changkong's heart.

Qian Jian Changkong's eyes trembled.

Such a killing intention even made him feel trembling all over.

He gritted his teeth and saw Qian Jian shooting wildly at Ye Xiu's place.

"Boy, you'd better be my bounty if you're so arrogant!"

"Go to die!"

Such a dense and dense sword that even if it is completely penetrated, it will be a long sword that can kill the eighth level of Shenkong.

And each path is almost deadly.

Thousands of swords pierced.

Everyone squinted their eyes.

but……

After the thousand swords were shot down.

A cold sound like hell slowly rang out.

"Have you had fun?"

"Is it my turn?"

Buzz!

Qian Jian Changkong's face changed drastically.

Others even shrank their hearts.

But he saw Ye Xiu standing there safely. The sword just now seemed to have penetrated Ye Xiu's body, but there was no doubt that Ye Xiu's body had obviously not even lost a single hair.

"You...you..."

Qian Jian Changkong stared at Ye Xiu with his eyes wide open, but he could not say the second word.

Ye Xiu smiled like a devilish smile on his lips.

It also indicates that the killing...it is now really beginning!

call out!

Ye Xiu disappeared in an instant and appeared behind Qianjian Changkong in just a moment.

A biting sound came from behind Qianjian Changkong.

"What you shouldn't deserve is to touch my strongest power!"

"As for your sword, it's so weak!"

"Okay, go to die!"

Qian Jian Changkong just opened his mouth, but then his neck and head were separated directly, and even his soul was cut off by this sword!

The audience suddenly lost voices.

Looking blankly at the black-clothed boy holding a sword that was not stained with blood on the court!

This guy...

Not in the game, but treating this place as a game...

Killing game!
Chapter completed!
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