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Chapter eight hundred and eighty seventh(2/2)

Chu Feng waved the purple bamboo in his hand and emitted a misty light, directly cutting off their holy weapon spear. This is the top holy weapon.

"Let's go!" Chu Feng slammed and killed him!

puff!

A sub-saint roared and broke free from the cover of the holy realm, but was still thrust by Chu Feng's purple bamboo, causing him to explode on the spot. This time he could not reorganize, and both body and spirit were destroyed.

"And you two!"

With the chi chi sound, the purple bamboo shone brightly, and Chu Feng waved and killed both of them!

The ancient son of the corpse tribe was shocked and angry, and finally endured it and turned around and left. Because facing Chu Feng, he felt as if he had met the Yaoyao of the past again, and his heart was cold.

"I still want to leave?"

Chu Feng shook his hand and threw the purple bamboo out like a spear. He injected his strongest attack energy with his majestic spirit.

puff!
Chapter completed!
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