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Chapter 1291 fighting side by side(2/2)

"cough!"

Opposite, the middle-aged man coughed up blood in big mouths, and his body was shaking.

"Okay! Very good!"

His face was ferocious.

He devoured the soul of the World-Destroying Wheel and is now in the real emperor realm, but despite this, he was injured to this level by two juniors Luo Tian, ​​which is something that has never happened before. However, the main reason for this is that he finds it difficult to use the power of the World-Destroying Wheel, which is equivalent to not having holy soldiers.

He looked at Jiang Xiaofan and Cang Muheng gloomyly, and the gravel at his feet rose one by one.

"The Taoist tragedy of Jian Tomb belongs to me. You two juniors, no one can think of ending well today. Death is your established destination, and no one can change it!"

The dull pressure rushed up, and lightning flashes intertwined.

At this moment, the aura of the middle-aged man rose again, surging up like waves, as if he was performing some terrible forbidden technique.

Jiang Xiaofan felt a huge sense of oppression and truly felt the threat of death.

His face remained unchanged and he sneered: "Do you think there is an emperor on your side? The people here are not vegetarians. Do you ignore the laws between the emperors and take action, thinking they can't feel it?"

The middle-aged man sneered and put his hands on the wheel of the world on his chest: "I have already set up a pattern of bullying the sky before I come here. No one will feel what is going on in it. Just die honestly."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaofan's face changed slightly.

The light flashed in Cang Muheng's eyes, and after a moment, he pondered: "What he said is true, I can't feel outside."

He has merged with the sword tomb at this moment and can dominate the sword tomb, but at this moment, his divine consciousness cannot sweep out of the sword tomb, which is obviously not a normal thing.

Jiang Xiaofan was silent, but suddenly, he was slightly shocked and then laughed.

"What's wrong?"

Cang Muheng was confused.

Binglong screamed: "It's over, this kid went crazy in despair."

Not only them, but even the middle-aged man opposite frowned.

"why are you laughing!"

He said coldly.

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and teased: "It's nothing, I just listen to your tone. After laying the so-called bullying formation pattern on the periphery, even if you die here, the other emperors of your Chaos Clan don't know what happened and can't come to help. That's right?"

"For you two little reptiles, one hand is enough, no one else needs to know about it."

The middle-aged man said coldly.

Jiang Xiaofan smiled when he heard this.

"It means they really can't feel it..." He smiled even more presumptuously, and was a little gloating, saying, "So, you are going to be miserable today, and you are destined to disappear here silently."
Chapter completed!
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