[Decisive Battle in the Illusion of Soul Cultivation] Four Thousand Great Broadcasts [23](2/2)
Coupled with her petite body, the picture is very weird.
Xuanyuan Che frowned slightly and pulled out the long sword from behind. The long sword cut iron like clay and was extremely hard. It was given to him by his father when he first entered the Imperial Academy and has been with him.
many years.
It was so easy that he couldn't bear to use it.
"Haha, a small sword dares to fight against my golden hammer!" The woman in red laughed, with disdain in her eyes.
"Whether it works or not, how can you know if you haven't tried it?" Xuanyuan Che attacked with his sword, his tone also filled with contempt.
"Okay, you're smart enough. I like handsome boys like you." The woman in red shouted excitedly, waving the golden hammer as if she had nothing in her hand.
"Mother, Uncle Eleven seems to have been targeted by that ugly woman." The spiritual energy was flowing wildly under the tree, and the wind blade almost tore the air. At the top of the ancient tree, Zhong Doudou's family of three sat peacefully.
It was so relaxing to eat snacks and watch a show at the end of the tree.
Dongfang Tianyu simply fell asleep on a branch not far from Zhong Doudou.
Zhong Xiaoxiao said, let the people below practice their skills first, and it won't matter if they suffer some losses or get hurt.
Anyway, she can treat major and minor injuries, external and internal injuries. As long as you don't die completely, there is a way.
"Xuan Yuan Che's face is simply suitable for both men and women." Zhong Xiaoxiao curled her lips. Her eyes did not pay attention to Xuanyuan Che. Instead, she kept paying attention to Di Qingchen, who had just broken through the purple spirit.
His opponent was obviously also a leader among the old students. The purple aura around him was obviously several levels higher than Di Qingchen's light and transparent purple halo.
But Di Qingchen's face was always cold and calm, without any trace of panic.
The two figures were like dragons in the deep sea. As they moved, their fists moved vigorously, and thunder and lightning suddenly appeared, with a loud and terrifying explosion.
Although Di Qingchen is not very aggressive, his defensive ability is top-notch.
The opponent, Laosheng, had a silver spear that made the wind and water rise. The head of the spear, which was filled with purple spiritual energy, could only scratch his clothes every time. No matter how powerful it was, it just left a mark on his body.
It's just a scratch that's not painful or itchy.
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A good four thousand, two chapters combined into one.
Currently, because I am always revising chapters, there is a limit on daily uploads. I agreed to 10,000, but there are still 4,000 left to make up for now. Sorry, everyone.
Chapter completed!