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At the moment of sipping the tea, the Liangyi Sword seemed to hear Gu Ping's call, flying out from its scabbard to clash with the Soul Sword suspended in mid-air.
Bu Luo did not deny it. Let them come; he knew that he had to be cautious. In his dictionary, it seemed there was no such thing as being overly confident.
If he guessed correctly, they must have already set foot outside the city.
Gu Ping pointed toward the direction of the city entrance, and a massive explosion echoed from afar. Two wild figures soared through the sky like invincible war gods, engaging in fierce combat.
At this moment, Sima Wuduan once again found himself at odds with Ying Zhan. Although he still held an advantage in realm, he lacked the overwhelming power to crush his opponent. The reputation of Divine was merely a boast among the imperial soldiers.
Bu Luo acknowledged that Sima General's title was also undeserved. Sima Wuduan's Dull Sword was anything but dull; on the contrary, the seamless heavy sword in his hand was exceptionally sharp. After several exchanges, Ying Zhan's battle armor already bore two sword marks.
Bu Luo felt a sense of urgency as a female figure appeared behind him. Ye You immediately descended to block a woman who sought to join the fight between Ying Zhan and Sima Wuduan.
An Su Su, dressed neatly and sharply, was hard to associate with her title of "madwoman." However, upon seeing Ye You, An Su Su did not lose her composure but instead bowed respectfully in greeting.
An Su Su had met Lord Youluo before and was unaware that the lord was still alive.
"Otherwise, my Lord Youluo would be dead," she thought. "Now he is called Ye You, living leisurely."
They all said the lord had died, but An Su Su knew that nothing had happened to him. How could anything happen to him? The moment she saw Ye You, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. They privately referred to him as Ye Xiezi, but An Su Su understood that her lord had a keen insight and could see everything; naturally, he would not be affected by those despicable people.
As for the Ninth Underworld, there was no longer a need for Ye Xiezi; why should she feel sorrow for him?
An Su Su Bu Fou It’s heartbreaking, but seeing the adult is truly wonderful.
Come on, let him see how much I have progressed; he won’t show any mercy.
An Su Su I really hope to receive guidance from the adult, so here it comes.
An Su Su With a fierce grip on my face, blood mixed with glue flowed down. That handsome visage had half of it devoured, while the other half was being gnawed at by black worms, creating a grotesque sight.
In the end, Bu Fou I walked down that path, Bu Luo he Bu Fou said that since I chose this road, there’s no turning back.
An Su Su Red, Bridge of Helplessness is where I walk. In this life, An Su Su will not look back.
As I spoke, An Su Su transformed into a beehive, swarming with insects from all directions toward Ye You, but it seemed as if they crashed into an invisible barrier, piling up together.
The swarm led by Bu Luo showed no signs of retreating and quickly spread across the land like a towering wall of insects, seeking to break through Ye You's defenses.
At that moment when the two were entangled, from another direction of Street Bridge City, two figures in blue and red rushed toward Street Bridge City.
Here we meet again.
Why so much nonsense?
After some time apart, Azure Dragon King and Crimson Dragon King clashed fiercely once more. Not only did they feel like lifelong rivals to each other, but even those around them sensed the intensity of their enmity.
The two engaged in multiple exchanges of legs, ultimately seeking to conclude the rivalry between the Eastern Twin Dragons with one person's downfall.
Unexpectedly, he wondered if that guy would be defeated.
After failing to conquer Wen Tian in the battle at Cloud Mist Manor, Yan Dong, the Wuyou Emperor, felt a lingering regret. He had thought that he would finally see Wen Tian in Street Bridge City, but instead, he encountered the formidable Chongguang. The regret of not defeating Wen Tian remained in his heart, as Yan Dong faced Wei Wuyou, an undefeated king.
Was he weak?
No, I am strong. Just gasping; I do not wield a sword.
That truly is gasping. Coco would never understand the swords hidden within our legs as Sword Cultivators. He believes in his own fists, even if that day he was blinded, he still sought to punch a hole through.
His name is Wen Tian. I feel like he wants to ask something of the heavens.
That person... Chongguang pondered but did not respond. Instead, he revealed his fist. He did not know; he would never question the heavens. Those pretentious individuals like Tian Zai were unworthy.
Neither would he.
Wei Wuyou drew the Forget-Me-Not Sword, and the Great War between the two was about to erupt.
Beside them, Nangong Huan pouted angrily and turned toward Gu Ping and Zhu Xian Mountain's direction. Hadn't it been agreed that she would take action? Yet here they were, only focused on their own enjoyment of the fight.
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