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Yang Lou's figure soared into the sky. After a few ups and downs, he had arrived in front of the Jianhe River. Each of his four arms held a giant ax and swung towards the rolling Jianhe River.

These four axes smashed out four continuous mountain ranges and crashed towards the Jianhe River.

But Gu Shuo's Jianhe is not a swordsmanship magical power, but a sword-controlling skill. He controls three thousand real immortal swords. After all, the magical power is a magical power. When it collides with the real immortal sword, they are both in the same realm. Four continuous mountains continue to rise.

The ground collapsed, but hundreds of fairy swords were also scattered.

But Yang Lou waved his four arms and his magical power was extremely fast. As soon as the four mountain ranges rose, four more mountains appeared. How could Gu Shuo have time to deal with Yang Lou?

The Jianhe he blocked here blocked Gu Shuo from moving forward. Not to mention whether the two of them could win or lose, there were already alien monks attacking Gu Shuo from both sides, and there were even more in the sky.

The wing clan swooped towards him, and their magical powers bombarded him like meteors and fire showers.

This is a war, a war involving more than 10,000 monks from both sides. No one can follow your rules and beat you to death. No one is stupid enough to challenge you in a duel.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."

The sharp sound of swords resounded, and the river of three thousand swords suddenly separated. One thousand fairy swords rolled up and shot into the sky, facing the magical power of the Wing Clan. The remaining two thousand fairy swords separated left and right, like a sword dragon rushing towards

The aliens from both sides were outflanking them, so there was no space between Yang Lou and Gu Shuo, and there was no monk to stand in the way. Gu Shuo approached against the wind and stabbed out the Tai Chi sword in his hand.

Jade Flower Sword!

Gu Shuo's figure disappeared into the black light, and the Yuhua Sword stretched rapidly towards Yang Tower like a black hole. The eight meridians in the black hole were excited, and great power descended.

"drink!"

Yang Lou's figure was circling, his four arms spread out, and he was circling rapidly. The four axes were circling rapidly like a big windmill, and the power of the nine veins was surging, and they actually blocked the Yuhua Sword.

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Chapter completed!