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Chapter 1942: Roundabout(2/2)

In this way, the Breaking Cloud Ship continued to attack, bringing the distance to the biwing chariot.

After the two-winged chariot was adjusted, Liu Wuxie continued to fly, always alerting to the cloud-breaking ship of the Shenyi Gate.

There is a huge space inside the guardian wings of Tianya Pavilion, and more than a dozen masters stand.

"Senior brother, do you see that kid looks familiar?"

One of the Golden Fairyland spoke.

"It's a little familiar."

The man asked nodded, and also felt that Liu Wuxie was a little familiar with him.

"You forgot that when we passed by Donghuang City, this kid fought with a nine-level Yuanxian."

The oldest man spoke.

"It turned out to be him. I remember that he was only at the seventh level of the Spirit Immortal that day, and he broke through to the ninth level of the Spirit Immortal so quickly, and how did he survive from the ninth level of the Yuan Immortal."

The other two looked shocked and couldn't believe that Liu Wuxie actually crossed the Burial Dragon Mountains and came to participate in the Divine Horse Competition.

"I said that day that he must be the one who survived, and that's true."

Looking at Liu Wuxie's back, the three of them fell into deep thought.

Other divine horse cars gradually caught up, but Liu Wuxie's two-winged chariot was still too weak. It was agile type, and it shuttled through high speed for a long time. There were cracks in many places. If this continued, it would sooner or later break.
Chapter completed!
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