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Chapter 2720

The sword gang that had just been condensed and suspended in the void suddenly fell like rain.

Boom boom boom!!!

The smashed ground was full of holes, dust was flying, and gravel was scattered randomly.

Guo Tao's head was struck vertically by several swords, and his entire head was blown apart by the sword.

The dead can no longer die!

not far away.

An old Taoist who flies with a sword.

Seeing the swords coming down like rain, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Such a strong sword! Which sword master is fighting here?"

Thinking like this, the sloppy old swordsman immediately rushed towards the place where the sword fell, hoping to see the exciting battle between the masters.

At this time, the battle scene was in a mess.

The ground was full of pits as big as a fist bowl, each one meter deep, densely packed with thousands of them, shocking the jaws of the people around them.

Ke Weiting's expression changed wildly.

He was within the coverage area of ​​the sword rain just now. He broke the sword with his hand to block some of the sword rain. He also received several bloody wounds on his body from the sword rain. For this reason, he knew the horror of the sword rain.

As a result, after the sword rain passed, he discovered that Guo Feng's head had been smashed by the sword rain, turning him into a headless corpse, kneeling in front of Shen Lang.

"Gulu!"

He swallowed hard and spat.

I almost swallowed my tongue.

My heart was filled with panic.

At the same time, he was also very lucky that Shen Lang had not chosen him as his target just now. If he had been chosen as his target and he had been slashed with the Heavenly Man's Slash, then the person who would die at this moment would be him, Ke Weiting!

"Ahem..."

Shen Lang was originally injured by the two of them, but this move consumed a lot of energy, causing his energy and blood to become confused. He coughed wildly and even coughed up blood.

Originally, Ke Weiting wanted to run away.

Seeing Shen Lang coughing up blood, he immediately laughed.

"Boy, after the big move, you must be weak for a while. If I don't kill you now, when will I wait?"

After that, he held the broken sword and attacked Shen Lang.

DANG DANG DANG!!!

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and blocked several moves.

After all, his injuries and weakness greatly reduced his strength. He was kicked hard in the chest by Ke Weiting. He flew several dozen feet backwards and hit the ground, causing him to vomit blood.

Ke Weiting laughed heartily.

"Boy, you're dead. It's barely worth it to trade the life of a customer for the life of a dog!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he shot out like a cannonball, pulling out a parabola in the void. When he flew above Shen Lang, he held the dagger in both hands and stabbed Shen Lang below.

Shen Lang wanted to get up and dodge.

But the injury was so severe that it became difficult for him to stand up.

Seeing that Ke Weiting's broken sword was about to plunge into Shen Lang's chest.

It's too late, it's too late.

A flying sword came with a roar in the air, just like an arrow shooting a bird, shooting Ke Weiting to the ground and nailing him to the ground.

Immediately afterwards.

An old man, as dirty as a beggar, fell next to Shen Lang.
Chapter completed!
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