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After fighting five swordsmen at a time, three people were severely injured. The White Emperor and the native swordsman were beaten back a few steps and couldn't move. They looked at Rong LAN and retreated to Qin Chu. With light purple hair and blue Lori clothes, they were lovely and beautiful.

Few of the strong men in the White Emperor city could stand. They were basically awed by Xiaojin's power, or they were beaten back by matchless. The remaining swordsmen seemed to have nothing to do with themselves and did not intend to fight.

One of the men with a mask stood in a corner from the beginning to the end without moving. All the things on the scene seemed to have nothing to do with him. The strong men's collision did not hurt him at all.

Situ Zhu was also in the standing crowd. He did not participate in the battle, nor did he like other pharmacists to rescue the wounded strong. The scene was in a mess. The master of the sword master of Yun Xue Jian was slowly awakened. With the help of a pharmacist, he quickly recovered his sword Qi and sat on the ground to breath. His eyes were sharp at the frightened cloud snow sword. Everyone on the scene could be sure Ding, Qin Chu is the silver dragon.

Because there are no double swords!

This is an iron fact that no one can deny, nor does Qin Chu intend to deny it.

"Are you a dragon?" Rong LAN is not far away from her. She has an uncertain hesitation. He still doesn't believe that Qin Chu is a dragon. She is clearly a person and a person.

Qin Chu said faintly, "I am a man and a dragon. To you, is it so important?"

In a piece of ruins, two people are far away, silent and speechless.

Is it important?

It's a ridiculous question. She even asked him, is it important to be a man or a dragon? Isn't it important that races are different? Rong Lan thought it was very funny. He couldn't even smile ironically.

The White Emperor was very angry. Looking at the countless casualties around him, he was shocked and angry. Today's scuffle is even more terrible than the day when Qin and Chu changed into the emperor. There are two swordsmen who are still unconscious and do not know their life or death.

Several swordsmen are dead.

For the land of sword God, this is a catastrophe, killing.

Since the founding of Baidi City, there has never been such a terrible killing.

"You are indeed a dragon, you are indeed a dragon!" He seems to have lost his language. He can only say that the strong men in Baidi city have already appeared fear.

Qin Chu sneered, "White Emperor, I am a dragon. I dare to admit that your daughter is a person from the land of witchcraft. Do you dare to recognize it? I don't want to have more troubles. You don't want to die. You'd better be more sensible. "

Bai Qingcheng's face turned white and he looked helplessly at the White Emperor, "Dad..."

White Emperor hugged her, "don't be afraid, Dad won't let you get hurt."

Bai Qingcheng showed a frightened look on his face and looked at Rong LAN, "brother Rong lan..."

Her voice is so pitiful, but Rong LAN falls into her own world and does not respond.

All his thoughts were immersed in the fact that Qin and Chu were dragon people.

Qin Chu, Qin Chu

Nangong green Luo sneered at Bai Qingcheng, "Bai Qingcheng, are you committing suicide, or are you waiting for us to start?"

"Presumptuous!" "White Emperor angry way," this seat will not let you move a hair

He looked at the crowd. There were several swordsmen who had been watching the battle and did not participate in the scuffle. Now, he said that he did not.

This 𝓬ontent is taken from f(r)eeweb(n)ovel.𝒄𝒐𝙢

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