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Day Two Hundred and Thirteen The Light of Fire Scythe and Ghost Claws(2/2)

This guy...is making progress!

Guo Dong was shocked. He had never seen such a freak make such rapid progress in a battle!

What a scary...guy!

Guo Dong took a deep breath. He was no longer sure if he could crush Tang Tian if he continued to suppress him.

Tang Tian's sporadic counterattacks began to make him feel dangerous.

Quick victory!

As soon as this idea emerged, it occupied his mind uncontrollably.

Then let’s make a quick decision!

Guo Dong is also a decisive person. Once he makes up his mind, he no longer hesitates. The flames of the Fire Crow Sword in his hand suddenly surge. The sudden fire is like a fire crow spreading its wings, but it is extremely cold.

Guo Dong looked solemn, flicked his wrist, and shouted, the fierce fire took off his sword and flew straight into the sky, like a fire crow spreading its wings!

Guo Dong immediately lowered his sword, pointed it directly at Tang Tian, ​​and shouted: "Kill!"

The cold fire drew an arc in the sky, swooping down, hunting. In the firelight, a black fire crow with red eyes loomed, its red and cold eyes were so cold that it made people feel heartbeat, and its outstretched wings glowed with an icy edge.

Like a black guillotine!

Fire Crow Executioner's most powerful killing move that shocks the heroes

[Fire Crow Guillotine]!

The sky seemed to darken suddenly.

Buzz!

The soul-stirring low trembling sound spread throughout the entire venue, and even the sound of the magic flute was suppressed. The ground beneath my feet was shaking violently, and terrifying invisible fluctuations spread out from the Fire Crow Guillotine.

Everyone couldn't help but raise their heads in horror, looking at the terrifying black light falling from the sky!

Tang Tian also raised his head and raised his face.

But there was no fear on his face.

His eyes were so bright that they seemed to pierce right into people's hearts.

The sickle-blooded cat blade in his hand trembled unnoticed, like a night owl silently chattering, hungry and thirsty.

finally coming……

Tang Tian's upturned face was as hard as a rock, and the unruly look between his brows was filled with madness. The surging true power spurted out from his fingertips without any reservation, and it was like small fountains of sparks lighting up in an instant.

Blazing light brews and gathers in the ten fingers!

Silent shouts stirred in Tang Tian's heart.

Ghost Claw, you must see it!

Must see!

See, the light of the Fire Sickle Ghost Claw!

That is the pride you have never given up!
Chapter completed!
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