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Chapter 1517

Ling Tian flatly refused, and Jiaoyue's body trembled: "You..."

She really didn't expect that someone would reject her so directly?

"snort."

Jiaoyue Su held the sword in her hand: "I'm afraid you can't help it today."

"Do you want to attack me?" A cold light appeared in Ling Tian's eyes, accompanied by a hint of disdain: "In front of me, you are like an ant."

I started to say disdain.

Domineering air surge.

In just a moment, with Lingtian as the center, a solid wave of air spread out in the blink of an eye. Faced with such a domineering air wave, Jiaoyue took a step back, and her eyes were even more shocked: "You..."

Although I had known Ling Tian was powerful, I never expected that there would be such oppression?

Snorted coldly.

The sword shook, and in an instant, the sword flower area rushed towards Ling Tian. When he was attacked again, although he could hold on, it was no longer as easy as last time. Ling Tian roared: "Get off for me."

Growing in a blatant manner.

Ling Tian rushed out in one step, and in just a moment, he came to the front of the bright moon.

Get closer for a moment.

Jiaoyue's heart trembled and she subconsciously distracted her mind. But in this moment, Ling Tian even grabbed Jiaoyue's arm.

Grabbing for a moment.

Jiaoyue felt a huge force coming from her arm.

It looks like a tamp.

In an instant, Jiaoyue lost her combat power. Before Jiaoyue could think about it, Ling Tian snorted coldly again and exerted a little force.

at once.

A huge force suddenly emerged from the whole body of the bright moon.

Puff.

Extreme force.

Jiaoyue was frightened. In just a moment, Jiaoyue spit out a large mouthful of blood, her body took a few steps back, and her face became pale, without waiting for the slightest recovery of the bright moon.

Ling Tian suddenly came to the front of the bright moon.

Without saying a word.

A palm fell on the shoulders of the bright moon.

Bang.

Another dull sound, and the bright moon's body flew backwards.

The two strong compete.

Everyone watched.

Many people came up and looked at the scene in front of them and pointed: "Who is this guy?"

"How dare he cause trouble at this time?"

"I'm afraid I don't want to mess around anymore, right?"

......

While everyone was talking, a group of people came out at the scene. It was the people from Wanyuan Mansion. Everyone even retreated one after another: "Get back quickly, retreat quickly, the people from Wanyuan Mansion are here."

"Someone caused trouble this morning and was directly killed by people from Wanyuan Mansion."

"This guy was causing trouble at this time, and he was afraid he was dead."

"That leader is still the manager of the outer sect of Wanyuan Mansion, Wanqiang."

"This guy has long been a powerful Saint Lord. He is very domineering in his strength. He once tore a big white tiger with one hand."

......

Wan Qiang walked out with a gloomy face; "Who is it that dares to cause trouble here?"

Questioning.

The murderous intent spreads.

But, just when he saw that it was the Bright Moon, his expression immediately changed: "Miss Bright Moon? Who bullies you?"

Jiaoyue is a member of the in charge of the clan and a distinguished guest here. Wan Qiang naturally needs to respect three points. Jiaoyue snorted coldly: "You are here just right. This guy is the one our master wants to meet, and bring him back to me."

"Yes." Wan Qiang agreed without saying a word, but just as Wan Qiang turned around and looked at Ling Tian, ​​his body trembled violently, and then a burst of apologized smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Ling, it turns out it's you!"
Chapter completed!
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