The two men's faces instantly turned as pale as paper, their pupils contracted violently, and they finally realized what kind of terrifying existence they were about to face!

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Li Chungang was fighting fiercely with Jiang Ning.

Facing Jiang Ning, who was born in a holy land and was half a step away from becoming a saint, Li Chungang was calm and showed no fear.

Even though Jiang Ning roared and unleashed the pressure of the Half-Step Saint Realm, he lightly swung the long sword in his hand, and thousands of sharp sword energies crisscrossed and intertwined, and he was not at all at a disadvantage!

The pressure from Jiang Ning, who was at the Half-Step Saint Realm, was like the surging waves of a river. The continuous immortal light was blinding and the divine brilliance was everywhere. However, Li Chungang's expression was as calm as watching the clouds roll and unfold. He held the sword in one hand and let the opponent's immortal light come down like a raging wave, but there was not even a trace of trembling on the sword.

Jiang Ning's purple bamboo flute, which contained strong spiritual power, pierced his face with a biting chill. He just swung his sword lightly, and thousands of sword energies condensed from the void, unloading the attack to both sides like a curtain.

The long sword in his hand seemed to have life, and he easily suppressed Jiang Ning! !

"Damn it, how is this possible?!!"

After just a short fight, Jiang Ning's eyes were filled with shock.

Her eyes were wide open with disbelief, and she felt in her heart that all this was too absurd!

She is a disciple of the Holy Land and the chief disciple of the Eighth Peak!

His cultivation strength is enough to surpass his peers even in the Holy Land, and he is not even weaker than some elders!

But now, even with her full strength, she couldn't even defeat a mere sword servant under Lu Che?

How is this possible!

Her eyes were red and she was unwilling to believe this result!