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Chapter 171 I will try(2/2)

However, seeing that many masters looked solemn, they couldn't understand it.

Constable Liang squeezed to a distance, with a surprised look and said, "What a weird move, it's ordinary, it doesn't seem to have much power. Is there any other subtlety inside?"

"The reputation of Fruit Wuxu Sage, these two people have reached the level of micro control of their power. They seem ordinary, but in fact, each attack has a surging dark force."

Chen Xuan smiled.

"Hidden power?"

Constable Liang and the surrounding tourists looked at Chen Xuan and suddenly realized.

"Captain Zhao, who is weak, who is stronger?"

Constable Liang asked curiously.

"It seems that the difference between the two sides is evenly matched, but Mo Qingshan is better. If there is no accident, the outcome will be decided immediately!"

Chen Xuan smiled.

Everyone was amazed in their hearts and looked into the venue again.

Is it true that the winner will see the winner immediately?

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

Suddenly, the sound of gold and iron colliding in the field suddenly became rapid and Mars burst.

The two of them who were fighting suddenly became several times faster, and then Wang Qiuyi suddenly came out of his hand and soared into the sky.

Everyone shouted.

However, the moment Wang Qiuyi took off his long sword, his aura suddenly increased, his internal strength surged, his whole body bloated, his eyes were sharp, and he slapped his sword through Mo Qingshan's sword force and slapped straight.

Mo Qingshan's long sword was not as good as before, his sleeves swelled, and his left hand also instantly met him.

Bang!

The impact was strong, and the palms of the two instantly touched each other.

However, the interweaving palm powers were the same as before, without causing any powerful fluctuations. The dark force surging, shaking the sleeves of the two of them into flying.

Suddenly, Wang Qiuyi's body shook and he retreated in an instant. He stepped back seven or eight steps in a row before finally stopping. A row of dense footprints were left on the ground, cracks filled with them and the ground was shaking.

However, when he was backing, he introduced the remaining energy that rushed into his body into the ground, and could no longer control the microscope like before.

Everyone was in an uproar.

Sure enough, the winner was decided.

Many people looked at Chen Xuan in surprise.

This young captain who was newly sent by the imperial court has a very extraordinary vision. Could it be that he is also a master who is comparable to the human list?

Captain Liang looked at Chen Xuan in surprise and said, "Captain Zhao is indeed extraordinary."

Chen Xuan smiled slightly.

If you want to re-establish the prestige of the imperial court, you have to do more. What is this?

"The little god in Wudang is well-known, and the wonderfulness of Mian Palm is unparalleled in the world. Wang is ashamed of being unable to defeat him and admire him."

Wang Qiuyi sighed.

Mo Qingshan was in his early twenties, and Gao Guanbo had a smile on his face, "Brother Wang's Eighteen Swords and the Piercing of the Sky and the Earth are also extraordinary. Mo has done his best. If Young Master Wang takes another step deeper internal strength, it will be even more extraordinary."

Suddenly, he looked at the crowd around him and said aloud: "I wonder which friend has any advice?"

The young masters looked at each other and did not dare to fight. The older generation also tugged their beards and thought silently, but they thought about their own identity and did not want to end up rashly.

The third floor location.

A private room next to the window.

A young man in white clothes and white robe had a strange look and was eager to try, ready to jump down from the window.

Behind him, he quietly followed an old servant and sent a message: "Mo Qingshan has been storing energy for 63 years, and now he is the seventh level of Tongzhi. He mastered the secrets of Zhenwu. If the young master fights, he is only 50% sure."

The young man in white frowned and hesitated.

Is it 50%?

That's still not high.

Just then.

A voice sounded below, "I'll try it."

Everyone turned around and showed surprise.

I saw a little head catcher wearing a black and red clothing, smiling, pure and natural, with an official sword hanging on his waist, and he came out from the crowd.

Constable Liang's eyes widened in an instant.

Captain Zhao...
Chapter completed!
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