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Chapter 345: Subduing the Three Immortals(2/2)

Yu Lingxian was shocked. This shock was far more terrifying than the fact that he bounced his two swords with his five fingers.

In the illusion of Bodhidharma Fulong, she saw Yu Fengxian teach the Qinglong True Gang in front of her. How long has it been since this person actually deduced the Qinglong True Gang to great success.

And he has comprehended the unique skills of Zhang's family, and the invincible Tiangang?!!

How is that possible?!

Yu Lingxian's pupils shook violently, and his movements couldn't help but slow down. After Yang Yu bounced his fingers and pulled back quickly, he quickly pulled back. As he pinched the sword light into his palm.

The fist prints were pinched together, and the golden light flashed, as if it was slow and fast, and it came first, hitting hard on Lin Wenjun's slapped and fell.

As his merits grow, Yang Yu's boxing skills are also increasing. This style of domineering boxing is no longer as domineering as before, but under simple and unpretentious, the strength is even more violent and fierce.

"Um?!"

A crisis flashed through Lin Wenjun's heart, and then his eyes widened, and his fire-like redness rushed to his neck, his cheeks dyed red, and his eyes gushed out from his seven orifices.

‘What monster?!’

Dong!

Heavy hammer and the meteor lands!

It was particularly terrifying among the sensing of the masters who rushed to the manor. They felt a thunder sound on the ground, and then a storm riot.

A figure broke through the house like a meteor, and flew out dozens of feet with a muffled groan, breaking three walls!

"ah!"

It was not until this time that Lin Wenjun's screams resounded, and then the sounds of collisions rumbling.

boom!

Once you take action, you will have all your strength!

The countless deaths in the illusion of Liujishan made Yang Yu have already understood a truth, that is, no matter what kind of opponent he faces, he cannot be careless.

The internal breath is triggered and the blood and gas is ignited.

With a flash of golden light, Yang Yu's fist and knife came out. Soon after, he had repelled Lin Surong and Yu Lingxian, and then pulled back his left arm and clenched the golden light at his fingertips.

He punched him again, like a mountain, and hit Lin Wenjun, who was violently attacking again, with violent palm power.

"ah!"

The latter screamed and flew out at a faster speed.

"puff!"

Lin Wenjun finally vomited blood, but a mouthful of blood was still flying in the air, and a golden light flashed in front of her eyes and saw a familiar figure.

And fists!

The blood and energy are pushed, and the true energy is blessed, like the sudden fall of Venus, who wants to descend the endless light of destruction.

"grass!"

At this moment, Lin Wenjun's expression changed drastically and he smelled an extremely strong crisis of death.

Can't take it!

Her mind was trembling, and her qi, blood and internal breath were instantly urged to reach its peak, stopping her flying backwards, coughing up blood and screaming:
Chapter completed!
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