Chapter Sixty-Eight: You're in Trouble

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Gangxue Ketongyang

Xingsun Ship Sail "Kill!" ”

When the momentum of the Mo Qixiong who rushed out climbed to the extreme, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted, and the terrifying sonic shock made the calves of the people present weak, and in the next second, the Mo Qixiong seemed to turn into a hurricane, sweeping towards Duanmu Xiong, and the fists continued to blast out on the way, and a series of fist shadows converged into a murderous war dragon. Xingsun I fight

Ke Hao Fang hated to swallow mountains and rivers.

Seeing the invincible momentum of Mo Qixiong, Duanmu hated Stranger the most

When the Mo Qixiong who hated Mo Xing rushed out was climbing to the extreme, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and shouted, the terrifying sonic shock made the calves of the people present weak, and in the next second, the Mo Qixiong seemed to turn into a hurricane, sweeping towards Duanmu Xiong, his fists continued to blast out on the way, and a series of fist shadows converged into a murderous war dragon.

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