Chapter 1337 - Arriving in Sequence
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Peerless Battle Spirit Chapter 1337 - Arriving in Sequence

Qin Nan did not expect to bump into Gong Yang at this place.

He initially thought that the next time they met, it would be at least after they had both achieved the Martial Monarch Realm.

"That guy is dead for sure..."

The surrounding cultivators shook their heads upon seeing this. A Martial Progenitor had no chance of surviving being hunted by a Martial Monarch.

"Die!"

Qin Nan collected his thoughts. His eyes became cold as the monarch heart inside him beat ferociously.

Gong Yang was his brother. He would not allow anyone to kill him.

"Qin Nan, stay calm..."

The Sun and Moon Sword God straightened his face and transmitted his voice as soon as he realized something was amiss.

"Senior Sword God, he's my brother. Even if it means exposing myself, I would still do it. I'm sorry."

Qin Nan was determined to interfere.

He was clearly aware that by involving himself, the people of the South-Heaven Sacred Ground and others would set their eyes on him, placing him in danger.

But what difference would it make?

He was willing to risk his life for his brother.

At the last moment, an unexpected change took place.

BANG!

Somewhere in the distance, a pitch-black saber intent slashed in the direction of the Martial Monarch in the black robe at a shocking pace.

The saber intent was sinisterly murderous and terrifying, which was equivalent to the attack of a fourth-layer Martial Monarch.

"Who's there?"

The Martial Monarch in the black robe was startled. He immediately withdrew his attack and backed off, before staring into the distance with a look of anger.

He did not expect someone to interfere with the great opportunity he had.

"Some other Martial Monarch is involved?"

The cultivators who had shaken their heads initially were stunned.

"A mere third-layer Martial Monarch dares to act scornfully here."

Following a cold voice, a figure stepped out from the rift.

The person was carrying a black saber, with cold eyes and his black robe flapping without the presence of wind. The rift close to him was shattered by his tremendous murderous

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