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call out!

A smell of burning air spread, and at the end of the sky, a huge fireball fell straight down... a black rice dumpling elephant, with a hole in its neck and charred flesh and blood.

"[Liuguang Xingyun]...the eighth-level martial arts of my Xuanyan Sect..."

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At this time, endless poisonous rats, black ant snakes devoured Zhao Chu.

Everyone's heart was beating wildly and their breathing was stagnant.

At this moment, countless ferocious monsters fell down inexplicably. Looking carefully, it turned out that there were some hair-thin... lines in the air!

"This is... [Nian Hua Luan Wu]... the eighth-level martial arts of my Niao Hua Sect!"

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The elephant trunk was so angry that it directly smashed Zhao Chu into pieces.

It's an afterimage!

【Flowing Wind Step】

The martial arts of Fengxuanchi.

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Bang bang bang bang bang!

Zhao Chu was wearing a blood-red light curtain armor, like a tireless killing god... He punched the black rice dumpling elephant into a plug with a hundred punches, and the blood flowed like a stream... The terrifying attack spread across his body, as if it was scratching an itch.

【Fighting Dragon in the Wild】

The Wulong Sect's unparalleled physical skills...eighth level high level...Great Perfection!

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In just ten minutes...Zhao Chu was like the only blazing sun in the world...eight black elephants and hundreds of little demons died in a massacre.

Zhao Chu raised his head indifferently and looked at Hu Sanye calmly!

"Are you practicing in the Withered Earth Prison?"

"I wonder if Yanchen Sect's [Sand Dust Prison] has a higher level!"

The sandstorm volleyed into the sky...the boundless, suffocating sand blasted the two black elephants into a pulp!

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Contempt me...it's okay!

Ridiculing me... normal!

Laughing at me... is understandable!

But when I was at my peak, you who used to look down on me...do you understand how stupid you...were at that time?

I don't take action... just because my opponent... is too weak.

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That black figure was calm, neither sad nor happy, just like always!

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Dongdong...dongdong...dongdong...

Between heaven and earth, there is only the suffocating sound of heartbeats, only deep terror and astonishment.

Nine sects.

The eight-level martial arts spread to the market from each sect...all have been mastered...all have been mastered...

Not a single mistake, not a single flaw, not a single flaw...perfect, flawless.

The lethality, double, double... ten times!

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Compared with this kind of talent, what does Zhao Chu's secondary profession mean?

Although, his secondary profession is already outstanding and makes people jealous.

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"No matter what, this person is a disciple of my blood refining camp!"

There is no use regretting anymore!

The envoys from the Blood Refining Camp gritted their teeth and wanted to take it back even if they robbed it.

"His talent is suitable for Wulong Sect!"

Other sects are also not to be outdone.

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"It turns out that you defeated me without even using one-tenth of your strength... Damn it, why are you so strong!"

Feng Haoyan gritted his teeth and laughed at his own stupidity.

"Third brother...are you a monster?"

Wang Junchen had already forgotten to breathe... Zhao Chu, who he thought was the weakest, made a shocking move and did not give other geniuses a chance to survive.

"Hehe, hey... As expected, you still have some... tricks... ahem..."

At the feet of Hu Sanye, Ji Dongyuan was sincerely happy!

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"You brat, the reward for you to practice with me was the eighth-grade Kung Fu of the Nine Great Sects... Although it is not a unique secret book, it is still valuable... I lost my blood after being blackmailed by you!"

Lu Xiu Ming was trembling, his blood soaring to the sky.

Perhaps only he knows Zhao Chu's talent.

It's a pity that the messenger from the Blood Refining Camp is useless... Which sect did Zhao Chu choose in the end?

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"Now...the wedding...continues!"

Zhao Chu looked up at the light curtain... Only one person ignored Zhao Chu's terrifying strength... She was Liu Yueyue. She carefully applied vermilion and wore a big red robe...

The moon at this moment... is particularly beautiful.

Hazy as the moon, cool as the romantic starry sky... a delicate and beautiful thing.

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"No...I don't agree...I don't agree with this marriage..."

Ji Dongyuan went crazy and screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Ji Dongyuan, you have been pursuing me for a year... Today, I am pursuing you once... My heart is very fragile. If I am rejected, I may jump into a river or fall off a cliff... You should think carefully before rejecting..."

Liu Yueyue tried her best to put on her most beautiful smile and looked at... her husband in the center of the battlefield.
Chapter completed!