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Chapter 1358 - dark green palace

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Immemorial Sword Venerable Chapter 1358 dark green palace

Azure Spirit Grandmaster roared.

In half an incense worth of time, all the Astral Realm Elder s brought over by the Azure Spirit Grandmaster had been killed.

Azure Spirit Grandmaster was filled with despair and a sinister look.

The fact that they had all died in battle was simply too big of a blow to the Green Spirit Sect.

Ka-cha …

The sound of bones cracking could be heard from all over his body as fresh blood continuously flowed out from his seven orifices. Azure Spirit Grandmaster was in an extremely sorry state.

Puff …

Fang Chen nodded at Jian Wuhong and then looked at Azure Spirit Grandmaster.

Fang Chen’s punch struck Azure Spirit Grandmaster’s arm, causing him to scream miserably.

Swordcloud Monarch was Master of Tongtian peak’s youngest disciple and his favorite one. Unexpectedly, he was assassinated by Azure Spirit Grandmaster.

As soon as Fang Chen finished speaking, he punched Azure Spirit Grandmaster on the head.

“Oh, right. I almost forgot to tell you, I’m Fang Chen.”

At this point, the entire People from the Green Spirit Sect had been annihilated.

Jian Wuhong didn’t ask Fang Chen for the reason, as everyone had their own secret that they didn’t know about.

Including himself.

Her beautiful eyes flickered, looked at Fang Chen, and said: “Now, the two of us can peacefully explore the Dark Green Palace.”

Fang Chen nodded, the appearance of the Azure Spirit Grandmaster was also beyond his expectations.

But it had its own pride and refused to take form.

“What should we do?” Fang Chen asked.

“Serpentwing’s speed is incomparably fast, and he can fly. It’s quite troublesome to fight him.” Jian Wuhong said in a low voice.

“Hmm?”

Serpentwing steadied its body and looked at Fang Chen with surprise. It then gave up on Jian Wuhong and focused on Fang Chen.

Serpentwing secretly let out a cry, and the aura around his body expanded dramatically.

A strong flame spewed out of its mouth.

“That’s right. To be able to make me feel threatened, you’ve all passed.” Serpentwing said.

At the last moment, if he didn’t release the suppression on his cultivation, he would have been injured.

Soon, most of the martial artists had died in Serpentwing’s hands.

“Weak.”

“With this little strength, you want to enter the Dark Green Palace?”

They were too weak, and even if they entered the Dark Green Palace, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths.

Serpentwing was hovering in the air above the rubble, staring down at the earth.