one thousand four hundred sixty-seven Weak Water and Flame of chaos A huge phantom of the long sword directly charged toward Lin Xiu at this moment! Looking at this scene, the pupils in Lin Xiu's eyes shrank slightly.
Holding the spear in both hands, he was about to block the blow. But the power of this blow was really too strong.
Lin Xiu's entire body was pressed down and fell straight down. As his body fell, Lin Xiu also spat out a mouthful of blood.
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