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Chapter five hundred and sixty third arrogance(2/2)

Its power is comparable to the fifth level of the Xuan level, and can fight against the sixth level of the Xuan level.

That is his fourth level of Xuan-level, which can be fought against?

Nanchen slashed down with a sword.

The opponent's magic stick in his hand, with a horizontal blow.

This attack gathered all his strength.

In his opinion.

This blow was enough to break the broken sword in Nanchen's hand, and at the same time it smashed Nanchen into a disabled or even died on the spot.

However, he underestimated Nanchen too much and underestimated the Ten Fox Swords in Nanchen's hand.

He regretted the moment the two weapons came into contact.

At this moment, there was only a "bang" sound.

The two mysterious energy interacted with each other, and gusts of gusts of wind burst out.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely powerful pressure.

It was like Mount Tai, covering the man.

At this moment, he felt unrivaled power and oppression.

Damn it might be the ninth level of the yellow level?

This power clearly surpassed him and reached the fifth or even sixth level of the Xuan level.

At this moment, he regretted it.

But he had no way out and could only resist desperately.

Whoever stops now will die.

So he kept urging his mysterious energy to resist, and the color of his skin became more and more purple and blue.

However, Nanchen still resisted the pressure of Nanchen's mysterious energy.

What's even more terrifying is that there were cracks in his rune stick.

This stick was given to him by the sect.

It seems to be relatively thin, but it is extremely hard, and is made of submarine steel.

There are also rune inscriptions and blessings of mysterious energy.

Its hardness can be imagined.

But now, it was broken by this broken copper piece...

His face suddenly changed, and he thought to himself that it was not good and he could not stop it.

Nanchen showed a hint of sneer:

“Now, I’ll let you see it.

The eleventh level of the yellow level is amazing!”

Yellow, eleventh level of yellow?

When the man heard this, he was stunned on the spot.

Can the yellow level still have eleventh level?

But it's too late.

Nanchen's mysterious energy was stirred up again.

With a "click", the black iron rune stick in his hand instantly broke.

Nanchen held the Ten Fox Swords in his hand and slashed them down with one sword.

"Swoosh!"

Blood splattered everywhere, and an arm landed on the spot.

The man was even more shocked and fell to the ground and screamed.

"I, my hands, my hands..."

Nanchen stood there, looking at him coldly.

Qiu Sheng Wencai and others also came forward.

Wencai said proudly:

"Dead Demon Dao, why are you trying to be the fourth level of the Xuan level?
Chapter completed!
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