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Chapter 227 Yan Mo Tianzun: Stop fighting! Stop fighting!(2/2)

The demon's arm was cut to the point of bones left!

The water from the Demon Pond surged again, and flesh and blood were reborn!

Taoist Master Baoshou has another sword, never tire of it!

"Enough!"

The Heavenly Lord Yama endured the pain of Lingchi's immortality, immediately roared and said, "How could you become so powerful?"

Before, he was blocked in the void and allowed Taoist Baoshou to grow his sword. It was just the sword flowing to tear his flesh and blood, which was extremely painful, but now... this young Taoist priest can directly cut off his flesh and blood with every sword!

He vaguely suspected that even without the method of restraining himself, and without the Dao chains of the Divine Emperor, he might not be able to beat this young Taoist priest in a single battle!

The aura of this young Taoist priest is unpredictable. I don’t know what kind of cultivation it is, but the power of each sword is already possessed by the power of the seventh level of the pseudo-immortal realm!

"Is it powerful? That is, the combat power of the seventh level of the pseudo-fairyland, very remarkable?"

Taoist Master Baoshou was shocked, then waved his hand and said, "I am still very weak. I didn't kill you! To be ashamed, I just thought that I would not borrow the method of restraint of the demons or the chains of the great way to fight you in a dignified battle. I was afraid that it would break Tianyuan Prefecture and harm the people, so I had to win without force... But I have to admit that you are indeed unimaginable! "

After saying that, he had another sword, and this time he avoided the Demon's arm and directly hit the deep pool!

The Heavenly Lord of Yama was constantly struggling, and the mountain range was trembling. He was faintly cut and felt a little scared.

"stop!"

Yan Mo Tianzun shouted angrily, his eyes flashed, and he showed an extremely complicated expression, and said, "You can't kill me at all, why bother?"

"It's just a play."

Taoist Master Baoshou smiled and said, "It's best not to be beaten to death, it can be used to practice swordsmanship..."

The first ancestor said lightly: "It will hurt after all, after all, your sword is no less powerful than the seventh level of the pseudo-fairyland."

Taoist Master Baoshou laughed and slashed down with another sword.

The sword flow swept through, and it was extremely sharp!

This time, even the immortal demon body buried underground by the Heavenly Lord of Yama was shattered in an instant!

"I was originally going to invite the God Emperor to get into the trap, but you bumped into it yourself. Who can you blame?"

"Stop hitting... stop hitting..."
Chapter completed!
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