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Just as Prime Minister Su and Second Prince were conversing, within the Martial Arts Practice Field, Jun Luoye and Jun Luocheng had already fought over a hundred times!

"Just what kind of fortuitous encounter did this guy obtain? Why is he able to keep up with the demonized me?!"

After Jun Luocheng sent Jun Luoye flying with a swing of his claw, he could not help but cry out in shock in his heart!

Even the new and old prince of Jun family was looking at Jun Luoye with a face full of shock!

"Lin Tian!" Did we do wrong? It seems like Luo Ye's talent is better than Luo Cheng's! "

Prince Jun said to Prince Jun with an ashen face!

"At this point, there is no remedy. If Cheng'er is defeated today, the Japanese king will personally take him in!"

Prince Jun shook his head, as he stared coldly at the two people in the arena, but there was a look of confusion in his eyes!

"BOOM!" With a huge explosion, the huge fireball directly pressed onto Jun Luocheng's magic armor!

However, the Demon Armor was not affected at all, and the fireball was bounced all over the ground!

"My stupid brother, don't you see? Fire is of no use to me! "

Jun Luocheng looked at the fierce flames around him, and used his black claws to scratch it, and laughed coldly!

"Humph!"

Jun Luoye let out a cold snort, and instantly appeared behind Jun Luocheng!

Using the grass sword that was just opened from the System Store's Fate Box, he stabbed it into Jun Luocheng's back fiercely!

But the grass sword could not penetrate any deeper, so Jun Luoye instantly pulled the sword out!

His left hand pressed on the wound, "Star Attraction Art!" Jun Luocheng screamed miserably!

He turned and grabbed towards Jun Luoye, but as he opened up the Ling bo microstep, Jun Luoye was like a mud fish, he could not even touch a hair on!

"Damn it!"

Jun Luocheng roared. Although Jun Luoye's attack had no effect on him, he had the strange vortex in his palm!

However, he could always take a part of his Profound Qi from those tiny wounds!

"I can't drag this on any longer, or else the situation will change. I have to finish this quickly!"

Jun Luocheng made up his mind. He took out a black pellet and swallowed it!

In a moment, all of the Demonic Qi in Jun Luocheng's body exploded out, and strange blood colored patterns unexpectedly appeared on the black nail!

Jun Luocheng's speed suddenly increased dramatically, and he instantly appeared in front of Jun Luoye!

With that punch, Jun Luoye was instantly sent flying!

did not even have the time to react, he was already right underneath him!

Jun Luoye screamed in pain, his waist instantly hurting, and he was directly kicked flying by Jun Luocheng!

"Little brother!" I've had enough! So! Now go and die! "

Looking at the painful Jun Luoye, Jun Luocheng was abnormally excited. He raised his right hand!

A red and black energy ball appeared in his palm!

"Die!"

Following Jun Luocheng's sharp laughter, the red and black ball of energy instantly hit Jun Luoye's body!

"Bam!"

With a loud noise, thick smoke rose up from Jun Luoye's body!

"Hahahaha!" Foolish little brother! "How nice it was for you to die a good death!"

"What are you resisting for!?" This is your fate! It's your life! "

"You, Jun Luoye! My stepping stone! Your talent is to serve me! "

"Hahaha!" You're finally dead! Die! "

Jun Luocheng pointed at Jun Luoye who was inside the smoke! He shouted excitedly!

Even Second Prince sighed and shook his head, then turned to Prime Minister Su and said.

"Looks like you are wrong!" Not this person! A low rank spirit weapon, I have also helped the Prime Minister out! "

"That's not right!" That's not right! This old man's calculations shouldn't be wrong! Your Highness! Please wait a little longer! "

At this moment! Prime Minister Su pulled Second Prince who had gotten up, and said with a trembling voice!

"Your Highness!" Look! Look! "

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