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Chapter 313 The strongest battle in half a century(2/2)

"Come on!"

Wang Chongyan made a move of his hand, and a charred wood guqin flew out from the side and fell into his hand.

He kicked the ground with his feet, and his body shot out like a ghost, standing proudly at the top of a hall in the courtyard, about fifty meters away from Jiang Tian.

He carefully put the Jiaomu Guqin down, looked down at Jiang Tian, ​​and sneered: "Jiang Taichu, are you ready to be killed?"

"The coffin is ready, but it is for you!" Jiang Tian said proudly with a smile.

"This is the strongest battle in Southeast Asia in half a century!"

The battle was about to begin, and many people retreated one after another, their hearts pounded to their throats, and they were all focused, staring at the two people in the field.

"Oh Jiang Tian, ​​Jiang Tian, ​​you are so crazy. Until now, I still don't know how to live or die. Jiang Tian, ​​my husband is Wang Chongyan's grandson. If you kill him now, wouldn't Wang Chongyan tear you into pieces!"

At the gate of the mountain, Guo Lili looked at Jiang Tian with gritted teeth, her eyes extremely resentful.

"Hmph, Jiang Taichu is so arrogant. Not only did he kill our Southeast Asian masters on Mount Everest, but he dared to run to Sin Chew and Chinese will go wild. This time, Wang Chongyan took action, and he would definitely die no longer!"

A master in a blue robe laughed strangely. A colorful giant python entrenched beside him, just one foot long. He is a master of witchcraft from Malay, famous in Southeast Asia.

"Jiang Taichu is very strong. He once killed Lin Zhenyu. He is known as the number one master of the Chinese God List and the number one master under the divine realm, but it also depends on who he met. Wang Chongyan has been in power for decades and has practiced both martial arts and martial arts.

Who can compete with Southeast Asian magic if you integrate it into martial arts?”

A strong man carrying a bamboo basket on his back sneered.

He was filled with poisonous gas, shrouded in black mist, and exuded a terrible breath of death. He was a pharmacist from Burma and a master of poison use.

"Hmph, even if Jiang Taichu killed Lin Zhenyu, did she think she was qualified to fight Wang Chongyan? She was so naive. By seniority, Lin Zhenyu was far from Wang Chongyan!"
Chapter completed!
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