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Chapter 377 The Final Winner(2/2)

Bang bang bang!

As he ran, the vast force of the sword turned into a huge wave like a surging river, roaring away.

Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue, who fell to the ground, were forced to breathe hard in front of this huge wave.

It was somewhat difficult to resist, gritting my teeth to hold on, my confidence crumbling little by little.

One sword reaches the nine heavens, one sword sweeps away Liuhe, one sword sweeps across the wilderness, and one sword cuts through the floating clouds.

Floating clouds and nine heavens, eight deserts and six heavens!

Without giving the opponent any luck, Lin Yun, who was running wildly, bursting with endless domineering energy, sacrificed his domineering sword.

Bang!

As bright as the sun, the dazzling sword light defeated the opponent's last confidence. The two of them were almost cut into two pieces by the sword light. Their chest ribs were broken, and cracks exploded in their internal organs. They were severely injured on the ground and kicked extremely heavily.

gas.

A jade slip appeared in the hands of both of them at the same time, but just when they were about to hold it.

Seeing Mo's cold eyes, he shuddered involuntarily and stopped crushing the jade slip.

"Want to leave? It's not impossible, just leave your storage bags."

Lin Yun sneered, forcing him almost to a desperate situation, and still wanted to leave calmly in front of him?

impossible!

Shui Wuheng gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Yun, there's no need to be so desperate. When your senior sister and senior brother met me on the sixth floor, I didn't push them to a dead end."

While speaking, Shui Wuheng took out a bottle of Hanyundan from the storage bag.

Its purpose is self-evident.

"I hope you didn't lie to me."

Taking the medicine bottle into his hand, Lin Yun looked at the other person and nodded slightly.

Shui Wuheng breathed a sigh of relief, crushed the jade slip, and disappeared into the ninth floor of the palace, shrouded in light and with a deep sense of reluctance.

"You'd better die on the tenth floor and don't come out!"

Jing Jue looked indifferent and threw out the storage bag at his waist, while crushing the jade slip in his hand.

In his storage bag, there is an ancient sword, which is as valuable as the swords in these nine levels.

The moment he was thrown out, his heart felt like a mouthful of flesh had been dug out. The pain of losing his beloved was beyond words.

"Don't worry, I will definitely let you down."

Lin Yun waved, sucked the other person's storage bag into his hand, and said calmly.



In the Wasteland of Nirvana, two figures appeared one after the other in the Black Lotus Formation.

"Jing Jue!"

"Shui Wuhen!"

The elders of Qijue Castle and Moyue Villa immediately exclaimed, and their expressions were startled when they saw the horrific scars on their bodies.

After waiting for a long time, no third figure appeared in the wasteland.

"Only Lin Yun is left, and it is Lingxiao Jiange who has the last laugh."

Undoubtedly, it was Lin Yun from Jiange who defeated Shui Wuhen and Jing Jue with one against two, becoming the biggest winner in the Black Lotus Palace.
Chapter completed!
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