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C689 The Duel



C689 The Duel

"My poor master, hold on!"    

    

The skull began to frantically search for something. It pulled out a large, inexplicable item from its ring and scattered it all over the floor.    

    

Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang's faces were red. They had a lot of strength.    

    

At least Lo Tian's own strength essence was close to twenty thousand. It should not be a problem for him to crush the city gates, not to mention splitting open the mountains and seas.    

    

However, facing this sword in front of him, even with Lo Tian and Fatty Zhang joining hands, they were still somewhat unable to suppress it.    

    

Seeing that the sword was about to fly away, Lo Tian did not care whether his hand was injured or not.    

    

He hugged the sword like a monkey. The skull behind him shouted, "Don't let go! Master, don't let go! This, pour this on top. Wipe evenly, at least half."    

    

Lo Tian hurriedly reached out to take it, then loudly asked," What is this thing? Does it work?"    

    

The skull said, "This is a medicinal liquid that can control special souls. It can make it sleep temporarily. I extracted it from the Nightmare Tree Branch. I don't know if it will work. You have to apply it evenly..."    

    

" You talk too much nonsense! Ah..."    

    

Lo Tian cursed angrily. In the next moment, he could no longer suppress the huge sword beneath him.    

    

With a swoosh, the huge sword carried Lo Tian and flew into the sky.    

    

Fatty Zhang stood by the side in a daze. The skull was still shouting, "Wipe! Wipe with force!"    

    

Fatty Zhang looked at the distant Lo Tian, then took out the Thousand Mile Mirror and looked at Fulong who was on the city wall.    

    

He clicked his tongue a few times and said, "Does this count as Mr Lo walking into a trap?"    

    

The skull said, "Can you stand here and make sarcastic remarks?"    

    

Fatty Zhang spread his hands and said, "I have no choice!"    

    

In the sky, Lo Tian crazily opened the small bottle and then wiped the sword.    

    

"Stop, stop, stop!"    

    

Looking at the sword flying towards Loulan, he only had two choices. Either he jumped off the sword and escape, or he would be brought to Fulong's hand.    

    

The thought of Fulong holding the sword and him on the sword made this scene very awkward.    

    

He absolutely couldn't let such a thing happen, so Lo Tian painted it very quickly. It was just that the damn wind blew the medicinal liquid everywhere.    

    

"Stop, stop, stop!"    

    

Lo Tian was roaring furiously. The sword was getting closer and closer to Loulan.    

    

Fulong seemed to have heard the sound of the sword flying towards him. He turned around and looked in the direction of Lo Tian.    

    

He didn't know whether his eyes were good or not. He wondered if he could see the half-naked Lo Tian on the sword.    

    

In ancient times, there was a hero who ascended on the sword, only Lo Tian who fell into the enemy's hands on the sword.    

    

If this matter were to spread, would he still have any face? Where was his face?    

    

Lo Tian saw that the speed of his flight was still increasing, and he felt that he couldn't do it anymore.    

    

Son of a b * tch, he had to jump off his sword.    

    

Fulong also seemed to have seen something wrong from afar, and a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes.    

    

But at this moment, the greatsword suddenly slowed down, and its entire body trembled.    

    

This feeling was a bit strange. Why did it feel like a man trembling after he had enjoyed himself to his heart's content? What was laozi wiping just now?    

    

This is not going to work!    

    

Then, the sword suddenly softened and fell to the ground. It was even softer than a 100-year-old old man.    

    

Lo Tian held the sword and fell to the ground with a bang, creating a deep pit on the ground.    

    

Uh...    

    

Fulong looked at this scene from afar and slightly opened his mouth.    

    

Half of the sword had come?    

    

He was a little confused about the situation and shouted again.    

    

"Sword, come!"    

    

The two words, which were originally very impressive, were now shouting in a somewhat flustered and exasperated manner.    

    

And this time, there was completely no movement at all.    

    

Because the sword that had fallen to the ground was quickly picked up by Lo Tian.    

    

Looking left and right, he was glad that he didn't fall into the whirlpool. It was still a few miles away from the city gate.    

    

In front of him, a few Devil Cultivators spectral cultivators who hadn't been fighting properly glared at him. Lo Tian grinned at them.    

    

Then, he waved the Pig Slaughtering Knife.    

    

"What are you looking at!"    

    

The knife brought with it a diffused blade light. Enhanced strength plus Giant God Saber Spell!    

    

The saber light pierced through the few Devil Cultivators spectral cultivators in an instant. One of them split in half, and blood splashed everywhere. The two Devil Cultivators spectral cultivators definitely regretted slacking off during the battle.    

    

Who knew that this thing would even have a sneak attack? This little trash did not care about his merits and did not have the strength!    

    

After dying with endless resentment, Lo Tian didn't even look at them. He turned around and ran with the sword in his hand.    

    

"Holy object, holy object. I can't lose it, I'll rely on it to turn the tables!"    

    

Lo Tian quickly left.    

    

Fulong's side seemed to be a little stunned. He stretched out his hand for a long time but still did not come.    

    

The people in the city couldn't care less about these things. They started a massacre.    

    

Fulong couldn't do anything about it. If he couldn't control himself, he would definitely be defeated by the ghost cultivators' Devil Cultivator.    

    

He had to take out his trump card as well. With a furious roar, Fulong began his transformation.    

    

This prince from the previous dynasty finally didn't have a carefree appearance anymore. The moment he transformed, he had a pair of legs, magma flowing fire, and the shape of a huge mountain.    

    

At the same time he transformed, he gave off a powerful aura, causing all the devouring power around him to suddenly slow down.    

    

Immediately after, Fulong, who had transformed into a demon, charged towards the place where Tunnless was in shock.    

    

In a close combat, the two forces collided.    

    

Tuntun looked at Fulong, who was getting closer, and didn't dodge at all.    

    

The Demonic Cultivator was not afraid of getting close to him. He opened his mouth wide, and countless streams of light gathered in his mouth.    

    

Boom!    

    

Like a volcano erupting, the mountain shook and the earth shook.    

    

Fulong and Tuntun exchanged blows, the light pillar against the lava. The explosion swept through almost half of the city.    

    

"He's risking his life!"    

    

"Remember, remember. The Devil Cultivator, Fulong, can transform and unleash his full strength, Wu Zong! He can't fight in close combat, so he won't be able to find any weak points. "    

    

"To deal with Tu Wu, it seems like we still need to use brute force to fight him. If ganging up on him is not enough, ganging up on him won't work."    

    

" If I had known that Tu Wu was this strong, I wouldn't even have entered the city. "    

    

"I still have some lingering fear. I really have some lingering fear!"    

    

"Let's fight, it's best if we perish together."    

    

"No, no, no, it's best if I still have a breath left. Let me go up and earn some points."    

    

"Think about all the good things. If such a thing really happened... Hehe, count me in too."    

    

The deacons looked from afar and smiled happily.    

    

Lo Tian carried his big sword and ran back, then he turned his head and saw the scene.    

    

What would happen if he won?    

    

No one could say for sure now. The main generals of both sides had taken out all their trump cards. The outcome of the battle would depend on the result of the battle between the two sides to a large extent.    

    

"Fulong, devour!"    

    

Lo Tian muttered the names of these two. Then he laughed wildly.    

    

Fatty Zhang and the skull hid behind the big rock and secretly watched the battle.    

    

Fatty Zhang said, "It's so intense. I think it's hard for us to take advantage of the situation."    

    

"Don't say that. We will definitely take advantage of the situation. In my opinion, both sides will suffer heavy losses this time. Our chance has come. "    

    

"It's hard to say. We might not be able to defeat them even if we go up now. Unless one of them dies, the rest will be half-dead! "    

    

"Aiya, with your words, everything will be settled."    

    

"Is that so? F * ck, you are mocking me again."    

    

"This time, it's not a jinx. It's a blessing, a sincere blessing! Hahahaha."    

    


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