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0689,This sword is unprecedented(2/2)

This sword represents the pinnacle of personal power of mankind on earth so far.

It also represents absolute strength.

Kima Katazou was obsessed with the sword and loyal to the sword. It took him a full one hundred and fifty-six years to finally wield this sword.

The air cut by the sword intent rolled towards both sides, as if the legendary god was holding the water-dividing staff and dividing the ocean into two.

The sword intent cut through the ring, and with unabated force, it struck towards the auditorium in the distance and towards the outer wall of the Olympic Stadium.

Exclamations rang out.

Kima Katazou suddenly changed his moves. The left hand that was originally holding the sword spine suddenly reached forward, grasped the blade of the sword, and used force to hold the blade and lift it up.

This change in angle caused the energy of the sword to rub against the top of the Tianjin Olympic Sports Center and shoot into the endless night sky.

And the price paid by Kima Katazou for forcibly changing his hand at this critical moment was that all four fingers on his left hand, except the thumb, were cut off.

Blood dripping.

Dye the arena red.

Guima Pianzang looked relieved.

Countless people in the arena stood up, with different expressions, and looked at the tall and incomplete figure standing alone on the stage.

The night breeze comes slowly.

Black hair turns pale quickly.

The muscles shriveled and wrinkled as if dehydrated.

His burly body quickly became rickety.

The strong vitality is like a mirage dissipated by the night wind.

The rickety and skinny old swordsman is back again.

He leaned on the ground with the knife in his hand, without saying a word, and stood silently and quietly.

The night wind blew his clothes.

The clothes are broken and fluttering like butterflies.

The night wind blew through his hair.

White hair scattered into the night sky.

The skin cracked and turned into tiny grains of sand, floating in the wind, blowing away every grain of sand...

"Master!"

The Jie Peng warriors rushed onto the ring frantically.

the other side.
Chapter completed!
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