The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 1532: Last Battle 13

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At this moment, Bei Chenying grabbed Su Luo and shouted, "Don't worry! Nangong already escaped!"

Su Luo's intellect was now awake, and she opened her eyes and looked at the battle platform.

Sure enough!

The spurs of the sword are only the shadow of Nangong Liuyun, not the actual stabbing of his body.

Because there is no drop of blood on the lore.

Also, at the moment of being stabbed, the figure of Nangong Liuyun slowly dissipated in the air.

Nangong Liuyun flashes too much, this is just a ghost image left by him when he evades quickly.

"A false alarm!" Su Luo's heart was then put back in its original position.

At that moment, she was so frightened that her mind was blank and her mind was blank.

It wasn't until that moment that she suddenly realized how important Nangong Liuyun occupies in her heart.

In the past, she not only dared not admit it, but at that moment, Su Luo had to admit that he completely filled her heart with already, and there was no space for others.

Nangong Liuyun on the stage apparently didn't know. Just because of the false alarm just now, Su Luo had strengthened his strong confidence. At this time he was still fighting Dongfang Xuan.

Dongfang Xuan Jianmei evoked fiercely, staring unhappyly at Nangong Liuyun who did not know when to leave the encirclement: "Your speed, you are now qualified to fight me."

Or, from this moment on, Dongfang Xuan has really regarded Nangong Liuyun as an equal opponent, not as the little madam with a small face and an adult.

Nangong Liuyun smiled coldly: "Unfortunately, you can't compare."

"So arrogant tone!" Dongfang Xuan groaned unpleasantly, "Then try, how fast are you!"

Strong battle, speed is more important than attack power.

Don't stop talking, Dongfang Xuanben launches an attack with already.

"So, come on." Nangong Liuyun smiled slightly, his voice didn't fall, and his voice appeared already away from a hundred meters away.

Fast speed!

Seeing this, Dongfang Xuan frowned.

He didn't expect that he hadn't seen him for ten years. At that time, the little fart boy already, who was too lazy to even look at it, had grown to the point where he was waiting for it.

A shot of cold light burst from the eyes of Dongfang Xuan. Immediately afterwards, the body moved and Liuyun chased after him.

Nongong Liuyun's brow also slightly raised in front.

Dongfang Xuan, worthy of being a big brother, is really fast, a little faster than him.

One after the other, the two keep chasing.

Afterimages, flashing one by one.

The audience all looked dumbfounded.

Residual image, what a vain thing, always only existence in the legend, but this time they actually saw it, and more than once!

This is the battle.

This is the peak battle between the strong and the strong. It is really wonderful.

Su Luo took a deep breath, held her breath, stared at the stage earnestly, and did not dare to relax for a moment. She was afraid that if she relaxed, Nangong Liuyun would disappear in front of her forever.

On the VIP table, the old ancestors who had been laughing and joking all stopped their voices at this time, and there was a touch of seriousness in their eyes.

All the previous battles didn't attract their attention, but this time, even their expressions became serious.

"It seems that Luo Haoming is not wrong." The grandfather of Beichen's family touched his chin and said with a sense of jealousy.

"Hum!" Father Luo's face was somber, and Sen Leng's gaze was heavy on Father Beichen.