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Chapter 11 Revealing its true form(2/2)

When the swords and sticks touched each other, there was no difference from the dull and dull sound from the last time they clashed.

The spiral force is rolled into the dragon head staff and then forcefully attacks along the meridians of Shangguanlong's arms.

Shangguan Long dared to open his mouth and spit out a purple-black rain of blood. His arms, holding up the dragon-headed staff, immediately turned purple and black, which was very scary.

There were roars all around.

Although not many people have seen such evil martial arts, everyone can be sure that it is not an authentic martial art.

Kou Zhong was so shocked that he used his strength to roll over behind him and before his feet even touched the ground, he struck Shangguan Long with a backhand knife, whose eyes were full of purple light and thousands of stick shadows were dancing towards him.

Although there is no limit to ten moves now, Shangguan Long will definitely take the opportunity to escape as long as he dodges for a moment.

Success or failure depends on whether this sword can restrain Shangguan Long who is doing the demon-inducing skill.

His sword strike was carried out with the full momentum just now. It was so fierce that it covered a wide range and would not allow Shangguan Long to escape.

There was a choking sound as the sword passed by, and Shangguan Long was struck so hard that he almost fell into the pool and was in such a state of embarrassment.

Kou Zhong let out a long laugh and chased after him like a shadow.

Shangguanlong's old face turned from purple to black, and he was so horrifying that he hurriedly retreated around the pond.

The clashes of swords and sticks became more and more frequent, just like the frequent beating of bells and war drums, and the atmosphere was intense.

Both sides engaged in an extremely fierce close-quarters fight with fast strikes and fast movements.

Everyone around him stopped breathing. Those with inferior martial arts skills were even more dazzled.

Anyone with a bit of foresight would have known that Shangguan Long, who was armed with a long weapon, was forced to deal with Kou Zhong at close range and was at an absolute disadvantage.

Suddenly there was another sound, and the figures suddenly separated.

Clang!

Jing Zhongyue returned to the sheath.

Kou Zhongzhuo stood by the pool and stared at his stunned opponent.

Not a sound was heard in the audience.

The victory has been decided.

Plop!

The dragon-headed stick slipped from Shangguanlong's hands and fell into the pool.

The purple-black color of Shangguanlong's skin has completely faded away, and it has become pathologically pale.

After shaking for a while, Shangguanlong fell to his knees and gasped for breath.
Chapter completed!
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