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1377. Chapter 1377 Lan Qian's Courage 2

As he said that, Yu Wensheng suddenly spurted out a flame from his palm, directly covering Wanzai Hanzhuan in the fire ball. The color of the flame was red, as if just like its name, it could even burn the sky.

In the flames, the cold air of Wanzai Hanxuan was constantly exposed, hoping to resist the burning caused by the flames. However, the power of this flame was too strong. The white air from Wanzai Hanxuan fluttered twice, and immediately

There was no trace of it being burned by the flames, and the entire body of Wan Zai Hanxuan was also ignited in the flames. Not long after, it turned into a puddle of ashes.

Su Yin let out a burst of cheers when the victory was announced. However, Lin Changfeng's painful cry from here made Su Yin and Yu Wensheng's nerves suddenly tense.

The ghost mirror Rakshasa was beating in a funny way, and kept slashing at Lin Changfeng with the sharp edge of the bronze mirror. It could be seen that Lin Changfeng seemed to have been scratched just now, and the clothes on his arms had torn open, revealing the deep wounds inside.

Yu Wensheng originally wanted to step forward to help, but when he was frozen in the ice by Wan Zai Hanxuan, the cold air took effect, and his face suddenly looked a little pale, and he was unable to provide support for a while.

Lin Changfeng seemed to know what we were thinking. He faced us without looking back and shouted, "Keep your positions, I can handle it!"

The bronze mirror of Ghost Mirror Rakshasa kept making bursts of ghostly and harsh wind sounds. As the bronze mirror was waved, bursts of cold wind blades kept flying towards Lin Changfeng. However, at this time, the iron sword in Lin Changfeng's hand had already

Several holes were opened and it seemed a bit difficult.

"Elder Changfeng, they use magic weapons from the underworld and you use ordinary iron swords. This is too much of a loss. Use my famous sword Juechen." Su Yin shouted, wanting to throw the famous sword Juechen in his hand.

Lin Changfeng responded without looking back, "Master Goddess, don't worry about me. To deal with such evil spirits, you don't need weapons like the famous sword Juechen. My iron sword is also a famous sword in the world, so naturally I won't lose to him."

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The Ghost Mirror Rakshasa attacked more and more fiercely, and was about to push Lin Changfeng into a desperate situation. At this moment, Lin Changfeng gritted his teeth, turned over and jumped far away, putting some distance between himself and the Ghost Mirror Rakshasa. He waved his hand and used his iron sword.

One end of it was scratched on his arm.

Only then did Su Yin realize that the seemingly blunt iron sword that could not even kill a chicken was actually so sharp. It immediately left a wound on Lin Changfeng's arm. Lin Changfeng's blood, glowing with the red magic weapon, flowed out.

He took out a wooden puppy similar in shape to Xiao Hei from his arms and placed it on the wound.

When the blood seeped into the lines of the wooden puppy, the wooden puppy suddenly changed dramatically and became a superstar dog that was more than three people tall.

Yu Wensheng was surprised and said, "The protective dog of the Lin family of Liao!"

Su Yin was stunned, "What did you say, Sheng? The protective dog of the Lin family in the Liao Kingdom? Are you saying that Elder Lin is actually from the Liao Kingdom?"

Yu Wensheng nodded, "I only know that he is from Tianchu Qixing, but I have not asked where he comes from. From this point of view, this Elder Lin should be from our Liao Kingdom. Among the eight masters in the Liao Kingdom,
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