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Three hundred and fifty-six kill kill kill!(2/2)

One Wang Meng is enough for them. At night, too many people are not conducive to their performance. In addition, there are strange spiritual beasts in the sky releasing terrifying spells. This power is on the level of a small perfection. If it continues, Wang Meng becomes more like

Like a loach, the key is that no one has been able to completely block his sword so far.

Akito's figure appears in the darkness like a ghost. With one strike of his sword, someone will surely die under his sword.

At this moment, Akito was also at full power, and dozens of sword auras instantly enveloped Akito, but Akito's figure strangely fell into darkness, and the sword aura twisted and lost its target.

The Dragon King's camp had the upper hand in terms of numbers, but they couldn't hold the two of them at all. Wang Meng's movements were weird, and he knew how to use people from the Dragon King's camp to cover him, while Mingren had weird abilities and couldn't catch him at all.

The Dragon King's camp was enraged and became violent. Various magical weapons were thrown out. Amidst the roar of Yuanli, Wang Meng and Mingren were not sure whether they were hit or not. There were many accidental injuries.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Wang Meng and Ming Ren attacked again, but when their opponents were on guard, the effect was not as good. Several were seriously injured, but they were unable to cause any damage.

"Stop it!"

There was a loud shout in the sky, and the fire disappeared. Sanmao was carried by Lu Yuetian in his hand, and the Complete Book of Flames was tightly held in his hand. However, Sanmao's strength was completely powerless against the master of Dzogchen.

The overwhelming pressure came down, and all the flames were extinguished instantly. The disciples present felt the huge pressure. Let alone attacking, it was enough to resist this pressure.

Wang Meng and Ming Ren also left the battlefield, and they exchanged glances.

"You don't have to come." Wang Meng had already prepared for the worst. The reason why he dared to do this was because there was a wise man, and he believed that a wise man could also dispel the saint.

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