The grassland was in a mess, and two figures, one golden and one black, were as fast as lightning, and the swords met with flying sand and rocks, which was dazzling.
When Quan Shuang fell to the ground, Nathan Ye was still fighting with Song Guanlan. He had a fierce expression on his face, raised his fingernails and swelled several inches, as sharp as a sword, and rushed toward the battlefield.
The long sword slashed down heavily. Song Guanlan raised his sword to resist. The tiger's mouth was shattered. The sword was as powerful as breaking a bamboo. He and Nathan Ye fought fiercely for many times and were injured. The blow made him kneel on one knee. , at a disadvantage.
Nathan Ye also knew that the opportunity was not to be missed, and poured his spiritual energy into the flying knife. He was about to kill Song Guanlan with one blow, but suddenly a chill ran down his spine and he felt a fatal threat.
The instinct of survival made Nathan Ye roar and transform into a dragon. His huge and thick body pressed against Song Guanlan. The dragon's claws restrained his sword hand, and at the same time, the dragon's tail swept in the direction of the wind. As expected, he heard the heavy object being hit. Shaking movement.
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