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The Supreme Lord

Chapter: 1917

“You trash, you also want to fight me, I can crush you with only my physical strength!”

With an invincible self-confidence on his face, Zhan Luan soared into the sky, condescending, and slammed down with his iron fist.

The punch was as heavy as a mountain, shaped like a cannonball, and the mighty strength of the fist caused everything in front of him to be destroyed.

Seeing this, the four of Linghu Xingchen immediately made a concerted effort to block it.

Linghu Xingchen’s seven spirit swords surrounded the city in a circle, spinning rapidly, connected with Qi and machine, and rushed towards Zhan Luan’s fist.

And Tai Yi and Bei Tanglin also released powerful tricks, with sword energy soaring to the sky, cutting the sky against the sky, piercing the void with their fingers, and piercing nothingness.

The attack of the four of them met Zhan Luan’s fist force like overwhelming mountains and seas, and then they slammed together.

Boom boom boom! !

Earth-shattering explosions resounded throughout the world, and Zhan Luan’s punch was so powerful that it crushed the attacks of the four people to pieces in an instant.

Linghu Xingchen’s seven-handled spirit swords, Bengfei didn’t even know where they went!

After Zhan Luan’s fist power shattered the attacks of Linghu Xingchen and the others, the remaining fist power immediately hit Linghu Xingchen and the others.

Puff puff! !

The body-protecting profound energy of the four of them was also shattered, blood spurted out of their mouths, and their figures were thrown backwards.

“Hmph! Vulnerable!”

Zhan Luan stood proudly high in the sky, seeing the few people injured by him below, his face immediately showed a look of sarcasm.

It’s not that he is arrogant, it’s that his strength is already invincible among the younger generation, and no one can make him take it seriously.

If this younger generation, including the Yaozu, is the East China Sea Dragon Prince, he is qualified to compete with him.

Su Mo could clearly see the battle between Zhan Luan and Linghu Xingchen from a distance.

He had to admit that Zhan Luan was very powerful, and it was a bit too strong.

Without using profound energy, Zhan Luan’s strength is several times stronger than Shangguan Hao and Dugu Sheng.

After the four of Linghu Xingchen were injured, they fled quickly without getting too entangled with Zhan Luan.

Zhan Luan didn’t chase after them, and after seeing a few people leave, he flew directly to the huge mountain of profound meanings, and then began to comprehend the profound meanings.

Su Mo didn’t go forward. He glanced at the direction where Linghu Xingchen and the others were fleeing, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Linghu Xingchen’s spirit sword should be an ordinary spirit sword. However, although it is only an ordinary spirit sword and not a natal spirit sword, the seven-handed spiritual sword itself is of a high level, so its power is not inferior to his natal spirit sword.

Ordinary spirit swords have grades, but natal spirit swords have no grades. The power of natal spirit swords depends on the warmth and nourishment of their masters.

Su Mo’s Natal Spiritual Sword has not been refined for a short time, so its power is not as powerful as rumored.

“What kind of mystery is this?”

After a while, Su Mo frowned slightly as he looked at the tall Mysterious Mountain.

This secret is very extraordinary, the destructive aura makes people horrified, it feels more terrifying than the secret of killing. Could it be that this is the secret of destruction that Xi’er said?

After pondering for a moment, Su Mo turned and left. He didn’t want to fight Zhan Luan yet.

Moreover, he had to find Wu Shan as soon as possible. This was a must. After all, whether he could capture Wu Shan was related to Hong Qinglin’s life, and he had to take it seriously.

As for the destruction secret, he doesn’t care, anyway, in the world of fighting spirits, there are many powerful secrets.

For a while, Su Mo continued to wander in the void, looking for Wu Shan.

During the period, Su Mo found Sikong Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on a mountain peak of the flame mysteries, closing his eyes to comprehend the mysteries.

Not far from the opponent’s side, there was still a corpse lying there, apparently killed by Sikong Yan.

Su Mo left without disturbing the other party.

Su Mo wandered around the world of fighting spirits for five full days. On this day, a large number of fighters appeared at the end of his sight.

“What’s going on?” Su Mo sped up and flew over as soon as he moved.

hold head high!

At this moment, an earth-shattering dragon chant resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths.

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