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Chapter 834 The Strength of Sword Thirteen(2/2)

When he noticed the terrifying aura rising from Feng Wei's body, Duan Lingtian's expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly flew out, preparing to lock Feng Wei and throw out the talisman in his hand.

Unfortunately, he was still too late.

boom!

Feng Wei raised his hand at will, and struck out with a vast palm. There were continuous bursts of air explosions in the void. The terrifying power was squeezed and fell on the five Feng Wudao people, blasting the five people away.

"Wow!"

"puff!"



The five people headed by Feng Wudao all turned pale, vomiting out several mouthfuls of blood in a panic, and their bodies were shaky.

"Die!"

Duan Lingtian's eyes turned cold and he stared at Feng Wei firmly, the talisman in his hand ready to come out.

And just then.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!



One after another swift figures appeared behind Feng Wei in an instant, following him like a shadow.

Ten old men wearing the green uniforms of Canglang Castle stared at Duan Lingtian and others with eager eyes, exuding a trace of violent aura from their bodies.

"Ten Wolf Castle elders!"

Looking at the pairs of 'silver eyes' on the wolf head badges on the chests of the ten old men, Duan Lingtian's expression changed greatly, and he put away the talisman he was about to throw out.

At this moment, even if he throws the talisman out, even if he can kill Feng Wei, he will still be doomed.

He hadn't thought about using the talisman to kill the strongest deputy master of Canglang Castle and let Jian Shisan save the day. But the old guy was too far away from him, and he was fighting with Jian Shisan, so he couldn't see his figure.

Capture.

"drink!!"

At this moment, a loud shout came, attracting the attention of Duan Lingtian and others.

But it was the Wuyi sword that knocked Ning Can away.
Chapter completed!
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