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Luo Wushuang immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
Luo Wushuang was heavily injured. His expression was extremely unsightly as he looked at ye Chen furiously. His eyes were filled with a vicious light.
Luo Wushuang had never thought that ye Chen would have such a trump card.
Ye Chen waved his large hand, and an incomparably powerful strength erupted from his entire body.
The Natal immortal sword instantly grew hundreds of times larger, emitting an endless brilliance as it pressed down towards Luo wushuang, wanting to suppress him.
Luo wushuang gave a loud shout as he crazily circulated the strength in his body, smashing towards the Natal immortal sword that was pressing down.
“Boom!”
Luo wushuang circulated the endless strength in his body, smashing towards the Natal immortal sword that was pressing down.
The Natal immortal sword instantly collapsed.