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Chapter 343(2/2)

In an instant, countless lightnings condensed between the sky and the earth, converging on the tip of the spear.

The Purple Wind Star envoy immediately rushed out and stabbed Lei Jing with a spear.

At the same time, Lei Jing also punched out, carrying the power of the Blood God Shadow, towards the Purple Wind Star Envoy below.

"Bang!"

In an exchange of blows, the Purple Wind Star Envoy was hit by the Blood God Shadow's fist and was knocked backwards.

However, the Purple Wind Star Envoy was not injured, and the brilliance of the Purple Light Spear in his hand became even brighter. His fighting spirit boiled up.

Lei Jing was surprised and said: "It's amazing. It's worthy of being made by the Seven Evil Stars. He is less than fifty years old and he has such great strength."

Zifengxing envoy said: "Your strength really surprises me."

The Purple Wind Star Envoy had used all his strength just now, but was still repulsed by Thunder Tribulation. If the battle continued, the outcome would be difficult to predict.

"Purple Wind Star Envoy, you don't know something. The Lei Pavilion Master in front of you was a proud figure in the Holy Court. It's not a shame for you to be repelled by his old man with one move."

Di Yi walked up, looking calm and calm, and stretched out a hand to stop the Purple Wind Star Envoy who was about to take action.

The emperor said: "Today is a battle between me and Zhang Ruochen. You all should stand down."

The seven evil stars retreated at the same time.

With a trace of blood hanging from the corner of the Red Desire Star Envoy's mouth, he stared at Zhang Ruochen who was standing opposite, somewhat unwillingly, and said: "I still have some secret skills that I haven't used yet. If we fight again, I may not be defeated."

Zhang Ruochen just smiled lightly and did not argue.

Who doesn’t have unique skills?

Lei Jing frowned slightly, looked at Zhang Ruochen and said, "Do you and Di Yi really have to fight?"

"I promised a friend to help her get revenge, so I have to fight." Zhang Ruochen said loudly, his eyes becoming sharper.

"Di Yi is not an ordinary person, he is a black market First Grade Hall, the most talented warrior in the past hundred years, you must not be careless." Lei Jing said.

If he had not seen the battle between Zhang Ruochen and the Red Desire Star Envoy, Lei Jing would never agree to a duel between Zhang Ruochen and Di Yi.
Chapter completed!
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