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"Alas!"

Jian Wushuang sighed when he saw this scene.

He did not want to fight with Young Master Xiaoyao. After all, there was no great enmity between them, so there was no need to fight.

But now that Young Master Xiaoyao had taken the initiative to attack him, he had no choice but to fight.

"Since you want to fight, let's do it." Jian Wushuang's eyes shone with a bright light. Buzz. A large amount of divine power instantly rose.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang had already used all three of his secret skills, and his battle strength immediately increased to the limit.

Young Master Xiaoyao and the other five surrounded Jian Wushuang in the center. Each of them emitted an extremely strong power of principles. The power of rules was different, but under the influence of the magic formation, they were all connected.

"Get down!"