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Chapter seven hundred and twentieth the high platform breaks the wind and rain with one sword(2/2)

Just when Ma Feihu thought he had seriously injured his opponent, he heard a clang, and Murong Wudi suddenly kicked out while retreating, but a blade protruded from the sole of his shoe.

After the flash of lightning, he kicked Ma Feihu in the chest!

But it was a dagger shining with dark light that pierced Ma Feihu's chest!

A blood splash instantly appeared on his face, Ma Feihu opened his mouth, and finally there was a look of pain on his face.

Ma Feihu felt a tight pain in his chest, but his hands did not dare to stop. He used all his strength to condense the true energy on the spiritual sword and slashed at Murong Wudi!

With a successful move, Murong Wudi seemed to be helpless and fell backwards, but at the moment when Ma Fei pounced on him, he slashed back with a lightning-like sword!

However, Ma Hufei's sword was too fast and too cruel, and he could not dodge it so easily.

With a "Puff!" sound, Ma Feihu's spiritual sword finally penetrated Murong Wudi's left arm holding the sword!

Murong Wudi's body stiffened, just as the spiritual sword in Ma Feihu's hand pierced his arm.

The spiritual sword in his right hand was already in his left hand, but before Ma Feihu's spiritual sword could be drawn out!

A spiritual sword slashed across, its power was like lightning!

"Crack!" There was a sound of chopping melons and meat. After the sword passed, a blood arrow shot up into the sky!

"This battle is over. General Zuo fought hard with his sword. Well done!"

Gongyang Chunqiu looked coldly at the shocking sword strike on the high platform between the lightning and stone fire. Just one sword strike between the two of them changed the situation of life and death.

General Yunxuan on the high platform didn't even have time to utter a exclamation, and Monk Minghui, the referee, didn't even take a closer look.

This battle is over!

Just when Murong Wudi was about to strike again, Monk Minghui rushed over and blocked the incoming strike with his hand.

He took a jade bottle and put the immortal soul that flew out from the horse's neck into the jade bottle.

Then he turned around and met Nalanyu who was under the high platform. Before he could exclaim, Nalanyu shook his head and said quietly: "General Ma died for his country. This battle was won by the Nanhai Army."

After speaking, he clasped his hands with General Yunxuan, rolled up the body on the high platform and the head two feet away with a wave of his hand, and flew towards Nanyun City.

Murong Wudi fought hard with his left arm seriously injured and killed the general of Nanyun City with his sword in an instant, winning a battle for Feixian Island.

It wasn't until Monk Minghui left the high platform with Ma Feihu's body that Hu Ge and a group of monks below the high platform screamed in surprise.

Wang Ruyi was so frightened that she burst into tears. After all, they were all having dinner together in the morning, but in the blink of an eye, they were separated forever.

Nalanyu suppressed the grief and anger in his heart and said to Yun Tiannan who was not far away: "There are two more games, let's continue in the afternoon!"

After saying that, he looked at the five thousand troops behind him and roared: "Go back to the city and see General Ma off!"
Chapter completed!
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