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"You dare to cross swords with me!"
Li Fan's ferocity was aroused, and holding the Ghost Cutting Sword, he burst forth from his wounds! He launched into a flurry of strikes, spinning like a top, making his sword's light dense and impenetrable!
"Take this! Blood Record Divine Sword,, Blood Wind Rampage!"
Lu Chai and his four puppets roared in unison, each unleashing their unique sword moves against Li Fan, clashing amidst a blood mist sky, with sword edges still swirling like a storm!
In an instant, five figures slashed out swathes of sword light! There was a constant ringing of metallic clashing that actually went on for more than a hundred exchanges, and the Qiongqi's Dao body was swept inside and outside by the sword winds and lights, turning into a sky full of minced flesh!
In a mere moment, the two sides passed by each other,, with the sword tempest grinding the remaining Dao body into nothingness, like a fierce wind at an altar blowing up a great pile of red leaves.
