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Chapter 1742: Strength(2/2)

Edmund spoke.

Zi Chen said: "Almost."

The two were three realms apart, and their physical strength was almost the same, which shocked Kit and others.

Edmund turned to look at Lenny, "Join forces?"

He already knew the difference between him and Zi Chen.

As soon as this statement came out, it immediately caused an uproar.

A martial artist and a magic soul, want to join forces to fight against the enemy?

And it’s still a low level?

"You martial artists can afford to lose this face, but our magic souls cannot afford to lose it."

Lun Ao snorted arrogantly, then hooked his hand at Zi Chen, making a provocative move.

"childish!"

Zi Chen walked into the area covered by the magic circle.

Whoosh!

There is light falling from the sky, which was the means used to block the strange demons before.

But Zi Chen didn't even look at it, a light also flew out from beside him.

Light bloomed in front and turned into a magic circle, blocking Lun'ao's attack.

The roar started again.

Both collapsed.

If it was a battle between physical bodies before, then it is a battle between magic circles now.

No matter how much light falls in the sky, Zi Chen can easily deal with it.

There were constant explosions on both sides, but Zi Chen stepped forward calmly.

Instead of using the physical body, he used the seal of the magic circle.

At this moment, Zi Chen showed his powerful side to everyone again.

Lun'ao's expression gradually became serious.

"collapse!"

His voice was cold, and the light falling from the sky turned into a magic circle, carrying a terrifying aura.

Zi Chen had no expression on his face and continued to move forward. A seal flew out in front of him, blocking the breath.

"fire!"

The magic circle in the sky rotated, and countless flames poured down from above.

Vast and vast.

The hot air waves spread out in all directions, making people feel heart-stopping.

Facing such an attack, Zi Chen didn't even raise his head. Above his head, a huge magic circle appeared, like a jade plate, blocking all the flames.

It couldn't hurt Zi Chen at all.

Zi Chen is approaching.

Lun'ao's many methods were ineffective, and he seemed helpless.

The crowd around them was shocked again.

Is this a person comparable to martial arts and magic soul?

"Did you see it? This is your strength!"
Chapter completed!
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