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Chapter five hundred and eighty eighth(3/3)

It's okay to retreat, but how can we do it in time?

For a time, shoulders were bumping into each other, feet were being stepped on, the crowd was pushing and falling, and screams could be heard one after another.

The bystanders in the camp glanced at each other in surprise, and the white clothes outside dispersed in a rush, and the three parties were separated into three separate courts. The scene was about to explode.

"Ye Xiaotian, do you want to die?" Gou Wuyue's eyes were extremely serious.

Chang Yi hadn't seen Senior Wu Yue so angry and lost his temper for a long time, and for a while he retreated like Zhao Xidong.

But then I thought about it.

wrong!

He was from Wuyue Sword Immortal's side. He immediately steadied his heels, stood upright, and his fingertips glowed with golden light.

Zhao Xidong was almost blinded by this sudden brightness.

"Light?" He was horrified and swallowed hard.

Just kidding!

Is this follower so arrogant?

This attribute is also very rare!

"Wuyue Sword Immortal, you are so majestic!" Ye Xiaotian sneered and said: "With the sword of the Eighth Sword Immortal, you can use yourself to suppress people of an era?"

Gou Wuyue lowered her eyelids, but saw no movement.

With a "buzz" sound, the light of the spiritual array above the nine heavens fluctuated and directly enveloped this place.

The next second, the few people from Tiansang Linggong who were originally in the main tent were directly teleported ten feet away, and then moved behind Gou Wuyue in a whoosh, avoiding the confrontation.

"Who moved the spiritual formation?"

The people in white clothes who were retreating to the back were instantly dumbfounded and turned their attention to the group of people who were creating the spiritual formation.

"No ah!"

The few people in white clothes who were squeezed at the back panicked, "We didn't even touch..."

"What about this?"

"Manipulated?!"

The scene was dead silent for a moment, before all the white-clothed people reacted and wanted to start a fight.

A sudden burst of laughter broke the silence.

"Hip, hip, hip, hip..."

"Calm down, everyone, calm down. We are not here to fight."

"Xiao Tian!"

The first mover pressed Ye Xiaotian's shoulder and found that his hand went directly through the other person's body. He immediately cursed: "Stand down!"

Ye Xiaotian remained motionless.

Gou Wuyue's mouth twitched when he heard the weird laughter. He slowly turned around and finally laid his eyes on this little-known guy who kept smiling.

"and who are you?"

"Hehe, hehe..." Qiao Qianzhi smiled kindly twice to show friendship. He pressed his hand and said, "Put it down, put down your swords. We won't fight, okay?"

Gou Wuyue was speechless, and with a shake of his hand, the sound of swords in the sky shook the sky.
Chapter completed!
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