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807 A little tasteless 1

As soon as he reached the door, he saw a black-armored monk rushing over. Without thinking, he kicked him over without thinking.

The black-armored monk had only the level of the God Emperor's level, so he naturally inevitably hit Xiao Lingyu's flying foot. His body flew backwards like an arrow from the string, and then fell down with a bang. After twitching on the ground for a few times, his vitality was cut off.

Just a simple kick can kill a Wujia God Emperor, which can reflect Xiao Lingyu's physical strength.

Looking for the route of the Wujia Holy Spirit's memory, Xiao Lingyu went through several turns in a passage, and occasionally asked a Wujia Holy Spirit to open an iron door that blocked the way with their secret method. It took nearly a cup of tea to reach an exit of the ship.

However, at this time, the exit was not only completely blocked, but also blocked more than a dozen Wujia Holy Spirits and more than a hundred Wujia God Emperors.

With the opponent's lineup, Xiao Lingyu naturally couldn't rush out. He had already retreated decisively before the opponent launched a collective attack.
Chapter completed!
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