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Chapter 2795

"Go away!"

The domineering Huangquan sword energy spurted out crazily, and a sword light shone directly on the Luo Feng clan leader, knocking him away.

The two people outside the door saw He Qingfeng being knocked out by the sword energy, their eyes unchanged.

Because they all already know Zhou Yuan's ability. Although he has not yet reached the eighth-level realm, his combat effectiveness is actually not inferior to any eighth-level!

He Qingfeng stood firm and looked at the back in the room in front of him with some surprise.

"Is this outsider really so strong? Where did he come from? Or are strong men like him already very common in the outside world?"

He Qingfeng said in disbelief.

"Don't worry, this guy is a special case!"

Lin Muye said calmly.

Ni Shang's eyes were silent. He had indeed made a mistake.

For people like Zhou Yuan, the best way is to kill him, or befriend him and use him.

But now the opportunity to make good friends with Zhou Yuan has been controlled by Lin Muye.

As the first person to contact Zhou Yuan, he missed the best opportunity!

But who could have thought earlier that Zhou Yuan's strength would improve like a blowout?

And at this time, he can also master the method of cracking the Panlong Mill.

Zhou Yuan turned to the three old men and said, "Don't hinder me, otherwise no one will be able to get out."

After he finished speaking, he nodded at Ni Shang and He Qingfeng.

The two elders looked angry and said in a deep voice: "Lin Muye! Can you trust him?"

Lin Muye laughed and pointed at his eyes.

"Don't forget, my eyesight is much better than the two of you!"

The other two old men looked at each other, a little helpless at the same time.

Because they all knew that Lin Muye's eyes were called divine eyes and could see things that they could not see.

The two clan leaders then nodded to each other. The previous conflict was shelved again due to the situation.

But neither Nishang nor He Qingfeng could trust the old man next to them wholeheartedly.

After all, not long ago, they had a round of confrontation.

Lin Muye had a sullen face and blocked the door, constantly using the Moon Locking Sword to block the other two people.

More than ten minutes have passed, and there are only less than ten minutes left before Panlongmo opens!

The moon-locking sword in Lin Muye's hand was already covered in blood.

As for the fighting outside, I don't know when it stopped.

Because the fighting was so intense, people in the three villages had to worry about casualties.

After all, what they want to do is to leave this place with a complete village and return to another world.

If there were too many casualties in this battle, it would be meaningless.

The three parties, led by their respective leaders, looked at each other in confusion.

Among them, the Changjian Village side is naturally led by Lin Ran, while Wu Feng and Wang Chen from Nipan Village are in pretty good condition although they all have wounds on their bodies.

However, there was one person missing from Wu Feng's side. The young man named Wu Ming had died in the battle before.

When the fighting progressed to this level, no matter which village they were from, it seemed that they were not continuing the fight.

Lin Muye stood at the door, panting heavily and looking at the two old men in front of him who were almost in a state of madness.

"If you want to die, just keep going."

He said while panting.

There was only less than ten minutes left, and at the last moment, he would definitely have to hold back the other two.
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