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Chapter 113: A Stinky Chess(2/2)

However, at this moment, the spiritual pillar in my heart was actually in a huge crisis.

This made all the disciples in the inner courtyard feel their hearts hanging, fearing that the pillars that had finally grown up would wither or collapse at this moment.

"well--"

In the distance, there was a long sigh echoing on the mountain.

Mo Dao looked at the chaotic battlefield below and the situation that seemed to have taken the absolute initiative, and shook his head helplessly.

"That Chen Dongxuan is right. Zhuo Bufan has taken a chess move this time!"

One glance at him, the rush next to him couldn't help looking at Mo Dao curiously, with a little confusion flashing across his face.

The current situation is clearly that he and others have an absolute advantage. Once Yu Han dies, the entire martial arts lecture hall will be destroyed.

But don’t tell where this sentence comes from?

Mo Dao let out a sigh of relief, his eyes were a little pity, and of course he was still a little powerless.

"For so many years, the disciples of the Immortal Sect have really expanded too much. Zhuo Bufan has followed me for so long. I always thought that he is the person who understands me the most. However, now it seems that I have taken a look."

Mo Dao seemed to have not seen Yi Chong's gaze, and pointed his hand at Yu Han who was almost drowned by a attack from Zhuo Bufan: "That Yu Han, if it was really so easy to deal with, Han Tieyi would not have been defeated so quickly!"

"There is also the previous formation that does not seem to be his limit. Moreover, since Zhuo Bufan took action, although Yu Han has been weakening the power of the formation, his aura is not at all disordered!"

Mo Dao sighed and shook his head: "Zhuo Bufan thought he had set up a game for Yu Han, but the other party used this game to include him!"

"This Yu Han is not simple!"
Chapter completed!
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