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Chapter 832: The Final Game (2)

"What do you want?" The Evil Spirit King stepped back step by step.

He also used one-tenth of his own skill in Ye Mei, so she died and his skill was gone. He now only had six-tenths of his ability before.

"Do you think you will still be my opponent now? It was not back then, but it will still be now?" Liu Xuanming suddenly said this for no reason.

"What?"

The Evil Spirit King asked again as if he hadn't heard it clearly.

"I was not Yu Wen's doing it back then, it was me. But you spread all your resentment on her. It was you! It caused her to die! I want you to pay the price! The imprisonment back then was far from enough!"

Liu Xuanming roared like crazy.

"What? What did you say? You did the things back then? How could it be? How could it be you, it is impossible! Yuwen, it must be Yuwen, it was her who took away the thing that belonged to me, it was her!" The evil spirit king said out of control.

"It's not her, it's me. I went in before her. Because your mistake was so outrageous, I decided not to let you get that thing. Yuwen was just innocently involved.

But she really gave her life to seal you, all of this is because of you! But why are you still alive and not going to die yet!”

Liu Xuanming's emotions were completely out of control.

The Evil Spirit King's rationality came back at this time.

"Since you are back, it's great, let's settle the accounts of that year!"

The Evil Spirit King attacked him with a fierce attack.

The ten holy beads on the Holy Spirit Sword are lined up side by side, how could he resist the power?

Liu Xuanming used all his strength to fight him, and only moves kept coming and going.

"Impossible! Impossible! You are no longer yours! No, no! Logically speaking, you should only be 10% of the original one!" The Evil Spirit King shook his head and kept denying it.

"Yes, how is that possible? If it weren't for Ye Mei, I wouldn't have recovered. What she had left was the blood of the ancient goddess Yuwen, and her soul was part of her!

You said, is it possible? With her, I will not be able to recover? Hahahaha! Hahahaha! I want you to pay the price!" Liu Xuanming attacked frantically.

The Evil Spirit King is not a vegetarian. He himself can’t do it. There are many small minions, and their power is not small!

"What? Want to use the minions to exchange for the time to cultivate and rest for a while? How is that possible!" Liu Xuanming waved the Holy Spirit Sword in his hand and went on with one sword, and all those without magic power turned into dust.

Before the Evil Spirit King could react, Liu Xuanming had already approached him step by step.

"No, no!"

He summoned more of his own people, but it was useless at all, and it was still the same.

Constant summoning will also cost his magic power. He has long been no match for Liu Xuanming, and Liu Xuanming is still teasing him like a cat and a mouse.

"The time is almost over. The time has arrived ten thousand years ago. Are you ready? The day for you to embrace your demise will come!"

Liu Xuanming also sprinkled his blood on the Holy Spirit Sword to play its greatest role. He took the sword and went towards him.

The Evil Spirit King's face was full of horror. It was the same ten thousand years ago. It was Yuwen who did it, and now it was him!
Chapter completed!
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