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Eight hundred and eighty-fifth chapters sword soul, sword soul cut(2/2)

Only the Sword Sect and the Tianfu are extremely complicated. For Tianfu, hundreds of years of majesty have been shaken once. Tianfu, which has never lost, has lost all its face at the door of its own house.

The genius Pu Tianlin was deposed.

Pu Shiqiong, the leader of the genius, couldn't even catch a single move of a person.

The biggest hidden trump card, Pu Xinghui, lying in the ruins, looks like a dead dog.

The most helpless thing was Pu Feiling, who was actually "killed" by someone.

The four famous geniuses in the Tianfu were all "destroyed" in one person's hands, which is really funny.

...

"Ha ha ha ha."

At this moment, a heroic laughter echoed in everyone's ears. On such occasions, there was only one person who dared to laugh so unscrupulously, that is, the ruler of the Evil Palace, Beimingcang.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly. After looking at Beimingcang, they couldn't help but sweep their eyes to Pu Xinghe.

Pu Xinghe frowned and asked sternly, "Why are you laughing at?"

"Is there any need to say it? Of course I am laughing at you." Bei Mingcang said.

"Hmph, laugh at me? Do you have the qualifications? Don't forget that you, Beimingcang, are just my defeated general."

"No, no, no." Bei Mingcang shook his head and replied with a playful look on his face, "Don't forget, we had agreed before that people on that side can stay at the top of the Holy Realm in the end, and that's who won. Now that person is neither from your Heavenly Mansion nor from my Evil Palace. How could you win? Hahahaha."

"Hmph, that's my native from Tianluo Prefecture." Pu Xinghe's face was a little vicious.

Hearing this, the sarcasm on Bei Mingcang's face became even stronger.

"Pu Xinghe, why should you pretend again? I'm afraid you would rather hope that my Evil Palace is better than your Heavenly Mansion than that of you. Your current expression is really ridiculous in my eyes, hahahaha."

"Stop it." Pu Xinghe's tone suddenly dropped to freezing point, and a bit of anger appeared between his eyebrows.

Everyone was shocked. If they anger Pu Xinghe like this, something even more chaotic would happen next.
Chapter completed!
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