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Chapter 1182: Poetry Title See Poetry Title(2/2)

And when the figure who recited the poem's title suddenly appeared, the power of his soul had turned into dazzling colorful light and swallowed it!

In an instant, a dark wind whirlwind tear open the dazzling glare!

Everyone saw a sword sharp edge cut through it, and the whistling sound of the strong wind resounded throughout the sky!

In just a blink of an eye, thousands of winds appeared, and these people were firmly surrounded by the center!

Black-level Buddha·Four Sword Classic·Earth Fire Feng Shui·Wanfeng Sword!

Shui Nisheng looked at the Child Emperor who did not attack again with a serious expression. His eyes turned to the ignition agent locked in the hands of those people, and then he looked in the direction of the space channel with some concern.

Chaos! Chaos! Chaos!

He didn't understand what the situation was now.

It's right that there is an enemy in front of you, but who are the two sides who burst out from the space channel? The remaining strength can make me feel the pressure from a thousand meters away, which makes me temporarily interrupt the impulsive sword intent of Hei Shisan.

After all, now is not a suitable time to train.

And it was also at this moment that Lu Xiangchuan, the youngest among the three brothers of Chai Yuguan, took the initiative to stand up and speak.

"All the mastermind is Murong Fu. We can confess everything. The other party is about to kill the city lord's mansion, and he wants to be unfavorable to the city lord Yi Wuzhen!"

Lu Kagawa completely ignored the tense atmosphere, and seemed to have not seen the head of Li Dazui not far away. His attitude was extremely well-behaved and sold his own people cleanly.

At the same time, his approach also caused positive responses from members of the Valley of the Wicked and the Thirty-Six Caves and Seventy-Two Islands.

Including Tu Jiaojiao and Du Sha, who are also among the top ten evil people, all turned a deaf ear to Li Dazui's death. The latter is just stupid, otherwise they would rush to join this proactive confession link.

"Are you going to surrender?"

Shui Nisheng looked a little surprised, but then shook his head.

He didn't say anything, but just silently removed the wind barrier that trapped everyone, and the third sword had already answered it on his behalf.

The bone-breathing sword energy exploded in the crowd, accompanied by a vocal chant, which stirred Rikagawa's body into minced meat.

[There is no sorrow for the living dead, and the water and clouds are different from each other. The mysterious and wonderful god is chasing the Double Ninth Festival, and my heart hopes to return to the hero.]

Wang Chongyang, who has always been expressionless, now has an unsuppressible disgust on his face.

He is the destiny of justice. Facing these ten evil people and the thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands, it is like seeing a lot of flies flying in the shit pit. The key is that these flies have to pounce on them after they swim in it.

This made him unable to bear it at all.

And it was also after he set out his sword that the black fog quickly spread.

At the same time, a voice was heard in the ears of the three of them.

"The vortex that takes on the mission."

Unlike the Tianchi Twelve Sha and others who were trying their best to resist the strange vortex that suddenly appeared above their heads, Shui Nisheng and the other two glanced at it and could truly feel that the Ghost Market was opposite, and the worries before this moment were no longer there.

Hei Shisan first released his control over his body and directly penetrated it, followed by Shui Nisheng and Wang Chongyang.

But before the latter entered the vortex, he thought of another sword.

However, when he looked at the mobs, he found that except for the twelve evil spirits of Tianchi, Chai Yuguan, Zhuo Donglai, Wu Boda, Sang Tu Gong, Xuan Huangzi, Zhuo Bufan, Du Sha, and Tu Jiaojiao, the others were directly crushed by ghost hands stretched out from the vortex.

When he noticed Wang Chongyang's gaze, Zhuo Donglai immediately said.

“Get in quickly!”

Whoosh-!
Chapter completed!
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