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Chapter 1715 It's My Turn(2/2)

"As expected of the seventh princess, she does have a lot of talent."

Ye Fan shook his groggy head: "It's my turn."

"boom!"

As soon as the voice fell, the dull and almost suffocating atmosphere suddenly exploded.

Ye Fan stepped on the snowflakes, his body exploded, and with a clear goal, he rushed directly towards Pal Posa, who was rushing towards him.

A bit of cold light suddenly appeared.

Bloodthirsty and sharp.

The fish intestine sword mercilessly swept towards Pal's whirling neck.

Pal's eyes were cold, he moved quickly, and his momentum was astonishing.

In her emotionless eyes, the sun-gui pattern is constantly rotating, giving people a sense of space distortion.

Instead of moving forward, she retreated. She took a step forward, her slender body twisted slightly, and she almost passed by the Fish Gut Sword.

A pair of white hands trembled slightly, but as fast as lightning, and struck directly at Ye Fan's wrist holding the fish intestine sword.

Kill fiercely and make decisive moves.

"Swish, swish -" Ye Fan's eyes were deep, while avoiding the opponent's attack, he rotated the fish intestine sword.

There are bright arcs everywhere in the space, and it is very cold.

Although he seems to be hot-blooded, but extremely dangerous, Parr has no expression, is not afraid, and does not dodge.

Facing Ye Fan's attacks, he was as steady as a rock. He could switch between various hand seals at will, and his attack and defense power were extremely terrifying.

Her attack speed may not seem fast, but she always strikes last, as if she can anticipate the enemy's opportunities.

Follow the trend and act naturally.

"The divine control technique is really powerful."

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes tightly, with a touch of surprise in his eyes.

Although he helped Xiong Potian break through to the heavenly realm, his strength was greatly reduced, only 60% of his peak.

However, after experiencing the battle between Yuan Qingyi and the disciples of the Martial Alliance, Pal Posuo's skills were much lower than at his peak.

But now she can use the divine control technique to slow down her speed, and then come second to tie herself.

Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh at the magic of divine control.

However, in the face of Pal's aggressive attack, Ye Fan did not retreat at all, and became more and more courageous as he fought.

He wanted to have a good fight with Pal Posuo, not only to avenge Yuan Qingyi and the others, but also to return his skill to its peak.

"call!"

The fish intestine sword was raised high and stabbed down suddenly.

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the air with a sharp and dull sound, and stabbed directly towards Pal Posa.

Parr whizzed out a kick quickly and showed no mercy.

Ye Fan shook his right hand to avoid the opponent's kick.

His eyes were full of passion, and his offensive continued unabated, and he suddenly pressed down.

Feeling Ye Fan's fierceness, Pal's eyes became even colder.

Her body shifted, her speed surged, and she rushed directly to Mark's left side.

Ye Fan's body turned subconsciously.

The fish intestine sword slashed out diagonally! "Pounce!"

Parr's leg came first and then hit Ye Fan's abdomen.

A dull sound sounded.

Ye Fan couldn't help but blush, and he took a few steps back.

The Fish Gut Sword retreated, but quietly made a slash on the root of Par Po So's ear.
Chapter completed!
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