Tuoba slashed at Chen Ziqi's back, like a mountain.

Lu Guo did not reserve, and made a direct sword move, stinging the dragon.

Swish!

The sword qi was agitated, and the sword light was brilliant and dazzling, with the majestic momentum of the hidden dragon coming out of the abyss.

Tuoba Ye was stunned for a moment, and turned into a defensive position when he changed hands.

Choke.

A sword fell like a great river of the Yangtze River, and Tuoba Ye in the middle of immortality had a scimitar in his hand......

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