"yes!"

"The first move of Xuanyuan Holy Sword!"

Chen Bufan finally used his ultimate move.

"The second style of Xuanyuan Holy Sword!"

"The Third Style of Xuanyuan Holy Sword."

"The fourth posture of Xuanyuan Holy Sword!"

Four consecutive moves are used to exert the greatest power of Chen Bufan at present.

So far, he can only use four tricks.

If there are more, it is unlikely.

Forced use will not be worth the loss and may even shake the foundation.

All four styles were used up, and the surroundings were exploded and the sound continued.

The aftermath spread ten miles and could not shake less than hundreds of miles.

Strong and arrogant, looking down on the world.

The twelve men took a little step back and joined forces to resist these four sword moves.

The twelve people were a little surprised at such power.

I never thought that the other party was just the Immortal Lord realm and could actually exert the combat power of the Immortal King. It was really rare.

If we hadn't offended Emperor Mo Xiang, we would have thoughts of recruiting him.

Unfortunately, now he can only die, and must die.

This kid is not dead, and Emperor Mo Xiang cannot explain the orders, and he is the one who dies.

The twelve people successfully resolved the situation and resisted the sword moves in a way that was strong against strong.

They were not injured, but they were slightly poor in blood and did not cause substantial damage.

Furthermore, with formation assistance, even if the Immortal Saint attacks, they are sure to catch it.

Not to mention the Immortal Lord.

Chen Bufan gritted his teeth, and his crazy look became more and more intense. The wind blew, his temples and hair danced, and his white robe flew.

"I don't believe it. I can't kill you by relying solely on my own strength."
Chapter completed!