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Chapter 1210 Burial(2/2)

Chas took a deep breath, ignoring the injuries on his body. He shook the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy shot out, slashing towards Wo Python.

"puff!"

There was another wound on Wo Python's body, but half of Chas's body was almost bitten off. This was not the most fatal injury. The most fatal thing was the destructive power in Chas' body, which was about to destroy life.

Zi Chen was still approaching cautiously, staring at the two of them as he was thinking about who to target first.

Wo Python's injury was also very serious, but the next moment he transformed into a human form. There were wounds all over his body, but because the human form was smaller, he consumed less, so his condition seemed better than Chas.

"If you run away now, it's still too late." Wo Python, who turned into a human, said.

"Dream!" Chas said coldly. He knew that he couldn't run away at all. If he ran away, he would be discouraged, and if he was discouraged, he would die.

"Then I will help you!" Wo Boang laughed ferociously, and his fangs turned into long knives again, and he rushed towards Chas with the knife.

"die!"

Chas went crazy and was ready to make a desperate move.

He did not defend himself and allowed Wo Python's attack to pierce into his body. At the same time, he thrust his long sword into Wo Python's body and stirred it violently.

Terrifying energy circulates in Wo Python's body, trying to destroy Wo Python's internal organs and vitality.

"Ah!" Wo Boang screamed in pain, then raised his foot and kicked Chas out.

Chas fell back, his body in the air became unstable, and his injuries were obviously fatal.

But he is not afraid, he is still smiling.

Wo Nang's injury was also very serious, his heart was almost crushed. He became very angry because this blow threatened him, but the other party could only deliver such a blow, and there was no possibility of another attack.

"You're dead!" Wo Mang said coldly.

"I will hold you on my back even to death!" Chas held the sword tightly in his hand, and then compressed his reality to protect his only chance of survival, preparing to strike another desperate blow.

"You have no chance!"
Chapter completed!
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