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263 The battle of swordsmanship (5);(2/2)

Zhan Zhan looked at the light shining. A strange highlight flashed somewhere. He was shocked. He moved his face desperately. He wanted to attract the attention of others. The first thing he felt was Han Feixie, who had a sympathy with him. He turned around and looked along Zhan Zhan's gaze...

The highlights disappeared.

Han Feixie retracted his head again.

Zhan Zhan was disappointed and saw several thin black shadows flashing around.

The tall man screamed, and a sword energy was drawn out with his fingers. It happened to pass through the middle of the black shadow. The black shadow fell to the ground. It was just a few straw ropes. He was unhappy. "Who is hiding in the dark and making a prank?"

Is it really just a prank?

Zhan Zhan's worry and fear not only did not decrease, but instead became stronger and stronger.

In the darkness, dozens of black shadows rose again. "Come on" the tall man wielded his sword energy to cut them off. He roared, "No matter who you are, I'm angry if I do this."

"No." said the short man who had been silent. "Some are snakes."

"It's snake's hair." The tall man quickly corrected it.

"Medusa? Be careful"

Just as the tall and short man spoke, Han Feixie and Zhan Zhan encountered an unprecedented fierce attack. Before coming to Tongtian Fairyland, the most brutal enemy they had ever encountered should be Qi Shiduo. But Qi Shiduo is just a sword saint. He is not as good as Han Feixie than the level. Han Feixie did not feel too much oppression. If there is, he is also considering whether to expose his true strength.

This time it's different. Han Feixie really feels what is total oppression

Not only Zhan Zhan could not move, but even Han Feixie was forced to slow motion.

Seeing a graceful figure walking out of the darkness, Medusa reached out to grab Zhan Zhan Zhan. The blood in Han Feixie's body rushed up to his head. A shocking roar came out of his throat.

Fire Yang finger, Fire Yang palm... all the moves you know are shaking out and they all go into battle together.

At this time, Han Feixie completely entered a state of rage.

However, if you are not strong enough, no matter how good your condition is, it will be useless.

Han Feixie's fire yang energy only enveloped Zhan Zhan and stopped in Medusa's chest. Fortunately, the tall and short ones rushed over in time at this time, blocking Zhan Zhan's sides one left and one right, and joining forces to force Medusa to retreat.

Medusa had closed her eyes. Seeing this, the snake behind her head shaking angrily. Her eyelids moved slightly and she slowly opened them.

"Medusa"

The short man shouted angrily. "Do you want to be enemies with all the sword gods?"

Medusa's eyelids trembled. After all, she didn't open it. "This is my grudge with him. It has nothing to do with you."

Han Feixie felt his shoulders loose, his hands and feet could move, and immediately stood in front of Zhan Zhan. "If you avenge the murdered Medusa, then I will tell you. I am the murderer."

Medusa said: "The mark is on him."

Han Feixie said: "She has a bad look before she dies."
Chapter completed!
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