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One hundred and ninetieth chapter desperately(2/2)

The first time the sword light and the Yangsha Gang Lei intersected, he was injured at the same time as Zuo Mo!

At that time, he was much less injured than Zuo Mo. The distance between the two parties was too close. He knew that Zuo Mo was more seriously injured than him, and he should not have the energy to attack again. How could he waste such a good opportunity to retreat?

Anyway, Zuo Mo has been injured, let the other brothers do the rest of the work! Zuo Mo's endless treacherous methods brought serious psychological shadow to him, and he began to think about quitting.

Zhang Hao, who had made up his mind to retreat, suddenly changed his expression!

He mustered up all his strength to lift the heavy sword and seal it in front of his body.

Bang bang bang!

Three extremely sharp sound waves hit his flying sword hard, but Xiaota took the opportunity to trick him.

If he were in good health, these three "micro-air arrows" would be a piece of cake for him, but at this moment, he was seriously injured, but he was staggered and almost fell to the ground.

However, this is like the beginning of a nightmare.

Zhang Hao, who wanted to leave the battlefield and find his companions, suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that three green ropes appeared out of nowhere and tangled towards him like lightning.

He was immediately stunned!

"Dragon Binding Formation", "Three Talents Sword Formation", "Tiankui Fighting Formation"...

He could see that all the third-grade talisman formations were all talisman formations released by the formation disk, and they were not very powerful. Normally, Zhang Hao would have dismissed it, but at this time, it seemed like a life-threatening talisman!

How many formations did this guy lose...

Zhang Hao's face is as pale as dirt!

But he was a strong man after all, and knew that there was no way out at this point.

The light ball behind you may explode at any time. If you are hit by the aftermath of the light ball, there is no chance of survival.

The red-eyed Zhang Hao, regardless of his injury, stumbled out of a series of formations with his flying sword in hand.

He was covered in blood and his clothes were torn!

It’s finally out!

As soon as the thought rose from the bottom of his heart, a sharp sword light filled his field of vision!
Chapter completed!
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