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"What's that?" The Mo family master's face was slightly better.

"The demons have a technique called the Phantom. The Great Elder's face was ugly, "The demons have always been known for their speed, and it is because they know how to do a light skill called Phantom. ”

"Demon Race, but isn't the Demon Race extinct?" there was a trace of doubt in the eyes of the Mo family master.

"No, sooner or later, the demons will make a comeback. Elder Mo's voice was extremely affirmative.

"Then Nangong Liuyun's technique is the phantom of the demon clan?" A sinister sneer flashed at the corner of the Mo family master's mouth.

If Nangong Liuyun and the demon clan are linked together, then, without his help, someone will naturally come forward to clean him up.

The Great Elder smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It is said that the City Lord of Purgatory City has a phantom in his hand. ”

The head of the Mo family was suddenly depressed in his chest.

As we all know, Nangong Liuyun's master is the city lord of Purgatory City, isn't it a matter of course for this master to pass on the exercises to his apprentices?

The Great Elder frowned: "Therefore, this matter will be talked about in private, and the people of Purgatory City will dare to practice." ”

If anyone dares to question the Phantom technique, the city lord of Purgatory City, who has always been biased and unreasonable, will directly give you a trick of his famous stunt, who will live on the ground?

The Ink Palace Lord sighed depressedly.

The city lord of Purgatory City, that's a madman, who dares to mess with it?

Back then, only the assassin organization hidden in the darkness dared to argue with the city lord of Purgatory City, but it is a pity that in the past hundred years, the thorn has never appeared in the world as if it had been uprooted.

On stage, the battle continued.

Nangong Liuyun didn't know when it appeared.

He curled the corners of his lips with a smile, and patted Luo Haoming's back with his slender arm.

Luo Haoming, who was being teased, suddenly turned around and roared angrily: "Damn!"

Then he hurriedly slashed it over with the Falling Feather Sword!

The blindfolded Nangong Liuyun relied on his feelings.

However, I don't know if his inspiration is really strong, or if his calculations are too accurate, in short, Luo Haoming's crazy sword moves were slashed again and again, and after nine hundred and eighty-one moves, he still didn't even touch the corner of Nangong Liuyun's clothes!

At this time, everyone in the audience was stunned.

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin...... How so?"

"Luo Haoming can't even touch the corners of His Royal Highness King Jin's clothes, let alone cut people. ”

"His Royal Highness the King of Jin's speed is unbelievably fast, Luo Haoming can't catch up at all. ”

"If you want me to say, His Royal Highness King Jin is simply teasing Luo Haoming!"

"That is, His Royal Highness the King of Jin is blindfolded, even so, Luo Haoming still can't hit, just from this point of view, he has already lost. ”

Countless voices rang out.

These voices are completely undisguised.

What kind of ear power does Luo Haoming have, how can he not hear it?

The more he listened, the worse his face became.

Even though he didn't want to hear it, the sounds kept drilling into his ears.

At this time, Luo Haoming was under endless pressure.

Himself, because after using the Divine Skill Body Protector three times in a row, his spiritual power was rapidly consumed, and there was not much left.

Now, the crowd in the audience is constantly talking about him, which affects his mind.

"Die!" Luo Haoming stabbed Nangong Liuyun in the back with a fierce sword!

At this moment, the corners of Nangong Liuyunyin's red lips slowly provoked, and at this moment, he did not dodge or dodge, but directly stretched out two fingers and pinched the Luoyu Sword with unmistakable accuracy.

That's right, Nangong Liuyun easily used his index finger and middle finger to clamp the powerful Falling Feather Sword!

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