It is your natal magical power, the foundation of your life, and it is destined! It will continue to grow in the future, and its power will only become more and more powerful!

Of course, the price is also terrible. The limit is three times, and you can use it four times with all your strength. After that, your body will not be able to bear it. Then you will not kill someone, but seek death!

Of course, there is no need to go all out for Song Cai, leave it to Liu Yang and be done with it! All he has to do is pay attention to the other person's feet being oiled and run away!

Liu Yang glanced at Ye Chen with a strange expression, and then stepped forward, his spear stained with blood, adding a bit of killing atmosphere, but he was still a little shocked by the power of the dragon shears.

He knew that Ye Chen had signaled that he was not in a hurry to take action, so he was trying his own limits. Next, it would be his turn to clean up the mess...

"What, don't you hate being arrogant? Come on, let me be arrogant again?" Liu Yang smiled brightly, looking at the dazzling red in the dark armor, his mood became more and more cheerful, and the previous grievances were wiped away.

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Isn’t it a turtle shell? Isn’t it capable of being beaten? Isn’t it arrogant?

Looking at Liu Yang who was getting closer, Song Cai was completely panicked at this moment. The armor was indeed powerful. Even if he resisted the terrifying dragon scissors head-on, there was still no damage, but this did not mean that he could resist without any injuries.

Even with the help of soldiers and armor, he still couldn't bear the terrifying power, let alone three times in a row!

Although he seems to be fine now, only he knows the extent of his injuries. His body is already in a state of desolation, with numerous scars and tiny cracks on his bones. He is just a cultivator now, not an immortal. Such a huge injury can last for as long as

It’s quite difficult now!
Chapter completed!