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Chapter 847 Three Conditions for the Sword Pouch(2/2)

It is gradually shrinking, and if I predict correctly, it should be at its weakest now."

Liang Yan and Gu Zhiyu both looked happy after hearing this.

"Now that the time has come, let's go out and fight it head-on!"

"Haha, I have been waiting for this day for how many years!"

Gu Zhiyu chuckled, sword intent burst out from all over his body, the originally quiet bamboo forest stirred up a strong wind, countless bamboo leaves floated around him, and his whole body was like an unsheathed sword.

The next moment, he turned into a ray of white light and disappeared in an instant. Also disappearing with him were Liang Yan and Witch Wu Xin.

Outside the sword formation in the bamboo forest, three rays of light fell to the ground at the same time, revealing the figures inside, which were Gu Zhiyu, Liang Yan and Wu Xin.

A gray mist spread out from the bamboo forest, and in just a few breaths, it surrounded the three of them.

"This gray mist has indeed become weaker."

Liang Yan's eyes were filled with blue light. Although he still couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the gray mist, he could clearly feel that its aura had weakened a lot.

The three of them each guarded a position and were trying to influence each other, barely revealing any flaws.

The two sides only remained in a stalemate for a few breaths before the gray mist took the lead in attacking. After a period of twisting and rolling, a dozen Chaos Dolls emerged from it.

Each of these dolls has the cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm, and every move is filled with strong evil aura. The most important thing is that they can be resurrected from the dead. Unless the gray mist is completely eliminated, they will continue to be reborn.

Liang Yan and Wu Xin had already experienced their power, and they did not hold back at this moment. They used the Mayfly Sword Gang and the Witch's Fa at the same time to attack these puppets.

Gu Zhiyu, on the other hand, used a single-handed technique to pinch, and countless bamboo leaves surrounded him, eventually converging into a sharp sword.

"go!"
Chapter completed!
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