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Chapter six hundred and twentieth IX: Accepted(2/2)

With his six-foot-long golden body, he seemed to be truly invincible.

Everyone was amazed when they saw it.

Seeing this, Feng Shenyu and Yang Qi stared at Lu Chen, wanting to know how he could crack this six-foot-long golden body?

After all, Buddhist Kung Fu is no small matter!

It was at this moment that Lu Chen suddenly moved, his whole body glowing with poison, as if he was wearing a set of pitch-black armor, and he looked like a demon general approaching Monk Mingjing.

At the same time, he raised the ink sword in his hand, glanced along the pitch-black sword body, shouted softly, and swung it down with a crash, and the sword whistle filled the sky.

Another half-step Jianao!

Monk Mingjing was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly defended himself.

Zhao Zichuan, Long Xiao, Monk Mingkong and others are all paying attention to this scene. You must know that Yang Shen was defeated by Half-Step Jianao. I wonder if Monk Mingjing can compete?

The poisonous light shot into the sky, the sword light was majestic, and the sword shadow hundreds of feet in size suddenly fell down, hitting Monk Mingjing whose body was shining with golden light.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and the body of Monk Mingjing shook violently, and the golden light on his body kept flashing, as if it was about to go out.

"scold!"

At this moment, Monk Mingjing clasped his hands together, like an Arhat, activating the power of Buddha in his body, activating the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and moved his body of a hundred feet, trying to counterattack the shadow of a sword that was hundreds of feet tall.

The sword affects the movement.

Everyone was overjoyed to see this.

"cut!"

But the moment Monk Mingjing spoke, Lu Chen shouted loudly, slashed with the Mo sword, poisonous light surged, and thousands of poison-attributed sword energies suddenly fell down and struck Monk Mingjing.

Amidst a loud bang, the golden light on Monk Mingjing's body suddenly dimmed, and he flew backwards in the shadow of a sword hundreds of feet tall.

"Pfft." Before he could stand up, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Monk Mingjing, I accept the concession." Lu Chen said with a smile.

"Yang Chen's benefactor is extremely powerful, Ming Jing loses it from his heart." Monk Ming Jing stabilized his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said.
Chapter completed!
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