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Nine hundred and eighteenth palm, nightmare reappears(2/2)

Jiangdao stood in place and closed with both hands.

At this moment, Fang Yu had appeared in front of Jiangdao, smashing it with a punch.

"puff!"

Fang Yu's punch hit directly on Jiangdao's face, but penetrated!

The whole person of Jiangdao turned into a gap at this moment!

"Leave the fire!"

Fang Yu's mind moved, above his fist, fiercely ignited the red golden flame.

As soon as the flame came out, the gray gas immediately shrunk into a ball and turned into a bead of fist -sized.

"call out!"

The beads flashed quickly, stopped in the air, and expanded again.

Jiangdao's figure appears.

On his face, a joke sneer appeared.

"Fang Yu, you can never really hurt me." Jiangdao said.

Between words, Fang Yu felt a change of movement under his feet.

Looking down, there were countless hands that condensed on the ground, grabbing his feet tightly, and slowly wrapping upwards.

"Fang Yu, don't think you are strong. Elder Hongyin then, just because he did not use chaos beads, you will lose your hands." Jiangdao's face was cold, saying, "Now I inherited the chaos bead ... you you ... you

I can't help me at all. "

"Chaos beads ..."

Fang Yu looked at the gray gas on Jiangdao, lowered her head, and looked at the gray gas condensed by the gray gas that was rising up.

His eyes were stunned, and his feet were lifted up.
Chapter completed!
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