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Pressure?

Hearing Bai Chen’s challenging words, Lua Jin Ming tightened his grip on his flaming sword before shouting out loud. His feet started to move. He lunged towards Bai Chen. “Die!”

The flaming swords in each of his hands were swung a great many times. Sharp flaming blades leapt towards Bai Chen, hoping to cut him to pieces.

Bai Chen was not scared of those blades. He raised his hand up and crushed them one by one. Then, he moved his body and leapt towards Lua Jin Ming.

“Let’s see who’s going to die!” He spoke coldly while slamming his hand forward and creating a gigantic silver shadow of a palm.

The shadow was utterly terrifying since it was packed with Bai Chen’s full power. The air around it grew distorted and trembled.

Lua Jin Ming’s facial expression immediately changed when he had to encounter the giant silver hand. He looked at it leaping towards him.