Hearing Yu Ming's words, Lin Fenglin couldn't help crying out, "come again?"

but there was no response. But Lin Fenglin looked at the light spots that were no more than ten meters away and reached out to move the Fenglin sword back.

his face is solemn again, and his fingers are pinching

"chaos of chaos formula breaks through the sky!"

"the space of divine king's skill is broken!"

the two magic skills reappear again, but this time, unlike the previous time, Lin Fenglin is using his mind to direct the direction and track of Fenglin sword, which can be said to be more mind consuming than the previous time

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