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Four hundred and sixtieth chapters to fight(2/2)

Jing Hao retreated several dozen feet, while the sword vortex storm was still expanding at an alarming speed. Star power was continuously injected into it, and the concentration of star power in the Ursa Major was plummeting.

Jing Hao retreats again!

boom!

The sword vortex storm swallowed the bear egg completely, and everything was crushed into pieces in the sword vortex storm.

Seeing the behemoth in front of me, even as strong as Jing Hao, I couldn't help but gasp.

The residents of New Xiongshou City were alarmed by the strange noise in the distance and came out one after another.

Long Shoujing looked at the huge sword vortex in the distance that was as huge as a cumulonimbus, dumbfounded. Beside him, every warrior had a trembling look on their face, with deep awe on their faces.

On a hillside about fifty miles away from Xiongdan, the three saints looked at the astonishingly huge sword vortex storm with expressions as pale as earth.

"Is this guy...still a human?" Boxing Saint Dou Yong stammered, his face turning pale.

Bai Sisi's beauty turned pale. She turned around and asked He Yuming: "Brother He, does the sword vortex soul quenching method have such power?"

A trace of panic flashed in He Yuming's eyes, and he felt his mouth was dry: "I have never heard of it... It's unbelievable, it's simply unbelievable... How is it possible? Isn't this person going to be minced inside?"

The size of the bear eggs is so astonishing. The size of the sword vortex storm has now swallowed up all the bear eggs.

The soldiers who had just returned from Sanhun City with a batch of poison were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Tang Tian had been completely cut off from the outside world. The sword vortex storm was so thick that he couldn't see anything in front of him. Only the light of the raw bones above his head was projected down like sunlight piercing the clouds, making him feel

A touch of warmth.

His martial spirit was completely wrapped in sparks.

His consciousness was blurred, swallowed by the tide of pain, and his body was shaking continuously. His face was not as ferocious as before, and his closed eyes seemed to relax.

He felt as if he was struggling in an ocean, sometimes in the water, and sometimes rising to the surface. He felt suffocated all the time, as if he was instinctive.

In the chaos, there was a faint voice.

"……fighting……"

fighting……

Tang Tian's eyelashes trembled. After a while, he opened his eyes, which were filled with confusion.

Fight... fight...

His body was still shaking like a sieve. Suddenly, like a wild animal smelling prey, he raised his head and turned his head.
Chapter completed!
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