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Chapter 1815

Everyone was shocked.

Everyone looked at Jiang Feng, as if they saw a ghost in broad daylight.

Many people even feel like they are thrown into cold water in the cold weather.

Shivering.

Too scary!

How could there be such a person in the world?

"You've had enough. I haven't taken action yet. Are you trying to force me to use all the methods of using half-step Gangjin?" Owen was furious.

Jiang Feng shook his head lightly: "If you have the means of half-step gang power, then just use it! It will save you from having no chance to use it in the future."

If you have the means of half-step Gangjin.

Then just use it.

Save no chance to use it after losing it?

Hearing this sentence, everyone looked at Jiang Feng in disbelief as if they had eaten a dead fly.

Jiang Feng is too arrogant.

Did he really think that Irving, now a powerful martial arts master at half-step.

Is there no means at that level?

How is that possible?

Everyone's mouths raised a curve of sneering, and some even sneered.

They really don’t believe that Irving does not have the means to belong to the half-step Gangjin realm.

"Okay, since you are seeking death yourself, I can help you! Do you want to see the method of half-step Gangjin? OK, I'll show it to you now!"

As he said that, Owen roared.

Then he squirted blood on the sword.

At that moment, the red sword seemed to have a soul.

The red sword flashed in Owen's palm.

Then he took a step forward, and his speed soared to the extreme, and appeared directly in front of Jiang Feng.

And his sword, which had poured all his hard work, was assassinated in an instant.

"This sword is so fast that it is simply beyond the limit of human beings. It is worthy of being a sword from half-step Gangjin!" Some Irving's follower exclaimed.

"Yes! With this sword alone, the Seventh Prince is enough to win the throne of the world of swordsmanship." Some fans even spoke proudly. They remembered it in one second to provide you with wonderful novel reading.

"After this sword, Jiang Feng is no longer qualified to compete with His Highness Seventh because he is dead."

Countless people were very excited to see this.

Some people even jumped up in excitement.

In their opinion, this terrifying sword was enough to take Jiang Feng away directly.

They are all looking forward to this moment.

Not to mention them, even Owen, who set out the sword, has a sure victory in his heart.

It's really a sure win.

He didn't think that after this sword, who else could stop him in this world?

Let alone the waste Jiang Feng.

Even my master and my elders would probably not be able to stop this sword.

This is a sword technique that does not belong to the human martial arts.

This goes beyond humanity.

However, just as his face was full of excitement and could not help but laugh at the corner of his mouth.

A sudden burst of coldness suddenly surged from inside the body.

wrong.

That's not inside the body.

That's the chest!

Owen was stunned, and he looked down at his chest.

But I saw a sword there too.

And that sword looks ferocious.

Very terrifying!

Mo Ye?

It's it again?

Owen exploded.

But the next second, a smell of urine rushed towards Yuntian. Everyone looked at me and saw that Irving's pants were wet.

He was actually scared to pee.

"How could you avoid my attack? You can still hit me?" Owen was stunned.

I saw that his sword, which was trying his best, was once again avoided by Jiang Feng.

But the next second, something even more shocking happened.

However, Irving's chest was stabbed by Jiang Feng's sword.

Come first after the trip?

Everyone was confused.

Owen was also stunned.

And the next second, Jiang Feng raised his eyes and looked at Owen.

He raised a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Because the martial arts in the world are only fast and fast, do you want to learn? You want to learn and teach you!"
Chapter completed!
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