Those strange breaths pressed over one by one, as if they were thick ink, and they wanted to swallow Su Bucry completely.

The broken knife shined, and was rounded by Su Buwai, and it rippled directly in all directions.

Countless strange auras were completely strangled, and within three steps of Su Bu crying, those powers could not get close. The lightning flickered, as if forming a thunder domain, protecting Su Buwai.

"It's not enough......

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