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Yuemang's protector, Jinyuan ring.

It was directly broken by Chonglou three swords.

Looking at the protective border turned into a light spot.

Yue Mang's eyes, there was a shock of fear.

He didn't expect it at all.

Chonglou has such strength.

In Yue Mang's eyes.

Even the four ways of saints are not perfect.

It's supposed to be garbage in garbage.

He can solve it with one hand.

But now.

The strength of Chonglou is equal to that of him.

What's more, the explosive force is more terrible than him.

His protector was broken by the redoubt.

Yue Mang's heart filled with fear, and his body began to shake.

Look at the tower.

Yue Mang's hand is shaking.

"My protector is the top saint."

"You shouldn't have broken it."

"It's impossible, it's impossible at all."

"You must have used something I don't know."

"Yes and no?"

Yue mang yelled anxiously.

"I did something else?"

"Do you mean this sabre in my hand?"

"Ha ha."

"Since you can use the shield."

"I'll use a sacred weapon. Isn't that a problem?"

Chonglou sneers at yuemang.

"No

"A sacred epee."

"How can I break my top protector?"

"You must have other means."

"You can't win."

"You can't win."

Yue mang is anxious again.

"Won't you win?"

"Brother yuemang."

"It's a duel. You know what you're talking about?"

"Let's not say if I used other means."

"Even if it's true, it really works."

"But in this duel of life and death."

"So what?"

"If you have any other means against me."

"Won't it be used?"

Chonglou asked in a cold voice.

"And."

"What I just said."

"I don't know if elder martial brother yuemang still remembers."

"You don't speak as hard as you did just now."

The tower and the sword are pointing at each other.

Said with a sneer.

This kind of moment, Yue Mang's heart is flustered and confused.

But he believed it.

You can never lose to Chonglou.

"Hum."

"You rubbish, what are you arrogant about?"

"Even if you can break my shield."

"But now."

"How much more power can you have?"

"The power you get is not immediately in control."

"I don't believe it. You can really beat me."

Yuemang looked disdainful.

Behind Yue Mang, a long knife suddenly appeared.

This is the family spirit of Yue family.

Eight class top grade, cloud chopping sword source spirit.

Yuemang summoned his own source spirit.

The moment when the source is possessed.

Yuemang's strength soared in an instant.

The breath almost directly touched the realm of the saints.

Just really.

Yuemang's strength at the moment is equivalent to the saint's five to six turns.

Even in the face of the saints, there is the power of the first World War.

Yuemang is more confident because of the improvement brought by Yuanling attachment.

"Chonglou."

"You rubbish."

"Let's see, when I go all out, the most powerful form."

Yue mang said with a confident sneer.

The Xuanli of the whole body erupts directly.

That terrible breath, is displaying the Yue mang that formidable combat power.

"Brother yuemang."

"Is that your limit?"

Chonglou asked with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

"You rubbish, do you really think you can beat me?"

The inquiry of Chonglou is a bit ironic.

This makes Yue mang angry.

The power of the whole body soared.

Yue mang roared angrily.