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Chapter 1192: Crazy(2/2)

At this moment, the Holy Son of Heaven narrowed his eyes slightly.

The rumored Shura Tianzun is indeed a difficult character.

"Eat me with a knife."

The Kuang Yingjie came from across the sky and was struck by Ling Tian's sword again.

His sword is very strange and domineering, blessed by a mysterious power.

"You are worth all my efforts."

The Holy Son of the King of Heaven stood firm with a sudden step, and the Heavenly Spirit Cap suddenly appeared with radiance, evolving into a treasure seal, hanging above his head, with rays of light falling down, protecting his whole body, forming a barrier.

pound!

The sound of metal colliding followed, sonorous and powerful.

Kuang Yingjie's sword failed to break through the barrier.

Zheng!

The Holy Son of the King of Heaven took out the fairy sword and cut out a galaxy with one strike.

Kuang Yingjie took one more look at the treasure seal, and casually cut the galaxy into pieces with his sword.

Also looking at the treasure seal was Zhao Yun, who was a spectator. It seemed to be an Immortal King's magical weapon. To be precise, it was a broken Immortal King's magical weapon. It was extremely hard and could not be broken open by the Immortal.

Boom! Bang!

The two of them fought in the void, and rumbles resounded in all directions.

When everyone looked up, they saw the light and shadow of swords, flying in pieces, and exploding into pieces. The sparks from the collision were like stars, exploding all over the sky, forming clusters of gorgeous embellishments.

Looking at the warriors, they are like two shining suns.

They collided again and again, making the void rumble.

"I underestimated you."

Zhao Yun murmured, and the "you" in his mouth refers to the Holy Son of Heaven.

That night, he struck the guy with lightning, but even when he arrived, he couldn't break through its defense.

Looking back now, it turns out that he is indeed an extraordinary monster. There are endless secret techniques and mysterious techniques. In addition to the innate Taoist skills, he probably also has many hidden cards. It is not as simple as the surface.

but.

Those with the surname Kuang seem to be more powerful.

He didn't know what kind of magic Kuang Yingjie had practiced. He only knew that he was very crazy. He could defeat all kinds of magic with one sword. Although the secret skills of the Holy Son of Heaven were terrifying and abnormal, none of them could suppress him. He was resolved one by one, and even fought for several times.

In the tenth round, it was the Holy Son of Heaven who was bleeding, and even his energy and blood were greatly defeated.

"Fighting the strong with the strong...his consistent style."

When Zhao Yun was looking, there was another person beside him.

It was during the day, and he also came to watch the battle in this city. His previous guess was true. In busy places, he would probably meet Kuang Yingjie. The only thing that exceeded his expectations was that Shura Tianzun openly challenged him. You know

, he has made many enemies along the way, are they just waiting to deal with him?

"It's stronger than I thought." Zhao Yun took a sip of wine.

"What surprised me was the Holy Son of Heaven." Bai Tian sighed.

In his memory, there were really few people who could survive dozens of rounds with Kuang Yingjie. Ling Jue from Wuyou Island was one of them, and now there was another one. Someone like him would be defeated in ten moves.

Bang!

The rumbling sound started again, and the Holy Son of Heaven was bleeding again.

His current demeanor is no longer as playful as before, because this maniac is really not an ordinary person who can fight and resist. He has frequently used many secret techniques since the beginning of the battle, but he can't suppress the opponent.

"Forcing me to use my trump card."

The Holy Son of Heaven snorted coldly, and a wisp of black mist flew out of his body.
Chapter completed!
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