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Chapter five hundred and eighty second to a war three(2/2)

This is a truly gifted treasure.

If you eat it head-on, I'm afraid the genius will also fall.

Qian Yizhen on the side finally couldn't sit still anymore. He stretched out his body and landed in front of Bai Ye. He immediately activated his soul power to clear the arrow mark on his body for Bai Ye.

"Qian Yizhen, step back."

Bai Ye looked calm and shouted in a low voice.

"Sir, my subordinates know that you are powerful, but now you are facing three geniuses, and you have been possessed by this extremely evil magic weapon. Please don't try to be brave, otherwise you will suffer big losses!"

Qian Yizhen lowered his voice and persuaded her again and again.

"I told you to stand down."

Bai Ye said calmly.

Qian Yizhen was stunned for a moment and looked at Bai Ye, only to see that his face was no longer cold and furious, replaced by calm.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

"Sir...what are you..."

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion." Bai Ye replied.

At this time, the mother's blood arrow over there had been successfully condensed, and following Wang Zhen's thought, it flew towards him with a whoosh.

Before Qian Yizhen could react, Bai Ye suddenly pulled him behind him, roared, and all the incarnations of the Demon Buddha appeared. At the same time, the truth of the situation was sacrificed, covering the body of the Demon Buddha incarnation like armor.

"Stupid, with your little defense, you can't even defend against the male blood arrows. How can you resist the female blood arrows?" Wang Zhen laughed.

as expected.

The truth of the general situation and the power of the demon Buddha invaded, and it was immediately pierced by the mother's blood arrow. The arrow of mother's blood broke into the truth of the general situation unbridled, and pierced the white night at the end.

The arrows roar, invincible!

Qian Yizhen's heart couldn't help but beat faster.

At this moment, even he couldn't guarantee that Bai Ye would be safe.

"Dead!" the old man said calmly.

"That's natural, he's just a person from the Heavenly Soul Realm." The woman smiled.

Wang Zhen raised his lips slightly, and his eyes turned from Bai Ye to Qian Yizhen, thinking about how to deal with this genius.

But at this moment, the mother-blood arrow whizzing towards Bai Ye suddenly stopped, as if still, and froze in front of Bai Ye...

"What?"
Chapter completed!
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