At the same time as they distanced themselves, the puppet army formation was set up.

Lu Changan sacrificed the [Dragon Wooden Staff], which turned into a blood-colored dragon shadow hovering, a seventy-eight-foot-long wooden pillar that reached the sky, swept across and slapped Bawu Zhenjun.

"Bah!"

There was disdain in Zhenjun Bawu's eyes, and he shook his arm covered with magic armor, and with his big magic-marked hand that was ready for fourth-level body refining, he violently picked up the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand.

The relatively small Lord Ba Wu actually lifted the [Dragon Wood Staff] away with ease and blocked it.

The three-color wave flames on the blade were turbulent and domineering, eroding along the flying [Dragon Wooden Staff], trying to bite back the master Lu Changan.

"It would be unreasonable for you, a mere person, to want to stop a certain family."

Lu Changan opened his mouth and spat out a stream of evergreen true fire, which fell onto the [Dragon Wood Staff]. The green light from the staff's body swelled up, dispersing the three-color wave flames, and shot it back even more fiercely.

At the same time, the huge crystal light beam produced by the combined attack of the puppet army, flashing arcs, hit Zhenjun Bawu head-on.

"Younger juniors, don't be arrogant!"

Bawu Zhenjun shouted angrily, a stream of black gold light erupted from the magic armor on his body, and he wielded a three-pointed two-edged sword with both hands. As if facing a formidable enemy, he withstood the double blows of the [Dragon Wood Staff] and the puppet array.

Peng!

The six-foot-long demon-armored body shook violently, and with a groan, it used the force to flip in the air and flew backwards for a hundred feet, barely blocking the attack.

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Chapter completed!