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Chapter six hundred and thirty third shot(2/2)

But the others were in mid-air, and before they could find the relay point, they were blown away by the lightning bolt from the Thunderbolt Bull.

He spat out another mouthful of blood. If he continued like this, even if he wouldn't be killed, he would be blown away by the lightning and his bones would be gone.

At the critical moment, a figure fell from the sky, raised his hand and punched the lightning bull.

Click!

There was a sound of broken bones, and the huge Thunder Bull was directly blasted away by this punch.

Needless to say, the person who took action was naturally Lin Yun.

The middle-aged man in blue, who had saved his life, got up clutching his chest, feeling frightened and pale.

"Uncle Chen."

The delicate woman stepped forward quickly, with an extremely nervous look in her eyes.

The middle-aged man known as Uncle Chen looked forward and said in a deep voice: "Miss Yun, I'm fine."

While speaking, the delicate woman's eyes also fell on Lin Yun. The look in her eyes was extremely surprised. The young man who took action was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but this understatement punch was like a sharp sword cutting through the void.
Chapter completed!
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