As the two were talking, the battle on Jiang Shaobai's side had entered a white-hot stage.

At the moment when the net of black gas condensation rushed past, Jiang Shaobai bent down to dodge, and the rope also brushed past the tip of his nose, breaking up the mist in the void.

The evil cultivator sneered a few times, and then manipulated the soul binding rope to fold back, it snaked in the air like a swimming snake, and then turned into a black light that wanted to tie Jiang Shaobai's hand with the sword.

Jiang Shaobai's body tilted, as if floating

"Cannon Fodder is a Backbone, and the Protagonist Half Cuts into the Ground" Chapter 94: Concession is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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