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Chapter 1985: Enough!(2/2)

The older generations and the young masters at Zangjian Villa on the Tianque all turned dark.

"How is this possible!"

Zhao Wuji was stunned on the spot and directly broke out a swear word, and his heart was hit by an unimaginable impact.

Gu Zijing opened his mouth slightly and couldn't speak. This was really weird.

With his vision, he couldn't tell what was the reason.

Turning his head and looking at it, his eyes met Jiang Yunting. The other party shook his head and was still unclear, so he couldn't believe it.

It's over!

Feng Shengling was stunned. His face was pale and his legs were trembling.

This is a sword refined by my grandfather. It took a hundred years to successfully refine it. In the public eye, it was broken by a nirvana.

This is not only a slap in the face, but the entire Zangjian Villa will be greatly impacted, and its reputation will be greatly impacted.

"My God, what's going on?"

"The Tiangang Sword was broken. Why did it break so suddenly? This is the Double Yao Holy Soldier!"

"I can't understand it, it's so bizarre."

"It's outrageous!"

After waking up, the entire observation stage exploded, and endless noise continued to sound.

Good guy!

Yun Feng, a young man in white, was stunned and exclaimed several good guys in a row.

Feng Shaoyu opened his mouth wide and was completely stunned. He looked at the bare hilt of the sword and was stunned.

Lin Yun looked at the other party coldly and said, "The swords cast by your grandfather are garbage, and the swords cast by your Tibetan sword villa are garbage. Why do you ask me? Is this enough?"

"I'm not targeting you, I'm targeting your grandfather, targeting the entire Zangjian Villa, everything I'm talking about is garbage!"

"That's why I want to borrow a sword, all of which are the Supreme Holy Swords and all of which are the Burning Swords."

"The sword you cast in Tibetan Sword Villa is not worthy! Feng Shaoyu, this is my reason, is it enough!"

Bang!

Lin Yun's words were like a storm, like a slap in the face, ruthlessly slapped Feng Shaoyu's face.

Feng Shaoyu's face was pale, and he was extremely frustrated by the slap. He was furious and almost exploded.

The more arrogant he was before, the more miserable he was now!

Why?

Isn't this enough for your grandfather to be trash?

Lin Yun looked at Feng Shaoyu who was obviously panicked and shouted coldly: "Don't act like I have no temper. Is it enough to give shameless things?"
Chapter completed!
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