The gun came out like a dragon. Faced with Hu Fei's gun, Uchi's face changed dramatically. A supreme breath of death instantly covered Uchi's body.

Until now, Uchi finally understood how foolish his thoughts were at the time of the intense war with Xiao Dun.

It was previously felt that Xiao Dun also possessed the power of the Son of Humanity. After all, he was able to resist so many attacks. In the view of Wuqiao, this is clearly no longer what the disciples of Humanity can do.

However, at this moment, when Wu Mount faced Hu Fei, he only sensed how ridiculous his ideas were.

That Xiao Dun is not at all Son level, far from Son Bad, ridiculously, Wu Cai still thinks that Xiao Dun is the Son of Man.

The heart is bitter and horrified, but now that everything has been said, there is no time to think at all, because Hu Fei's attack has arrived on schedule, with an incredibly frightening power, directly towards the horseback.

In the face of Hu Fei's attack, the madness gradually appeared in Wu Mountie's eyes. He had no way back. In the face of Hu Fei, he could only do his best, otherwise he would probably die here.

The roar, accompanied by the roar of the horseman, saw a strong bloodthirsty force spreading from its body. Faced with Hu Fei, the horseman couldn't care less. Without hesitation, the horseman prompted the power of his own blood.

Feeling the power of the raging blood line, Hu Fei smiled coldly, “The power of the blood line, some sense. ”

Wind ghosts, like demonic beasts, are determined by the power of their veins. However, once the power of this vein is activated, for the Wind Ghost clan, it can give them powerful power in a short time, but as long as this time elapses, they will be in a period of weakness.

So, the power of agitation, the power of burning blood veins, is actually equivalent to human secrets, and it has side effects.

Without any hesitation, he chose to instigate the power of blood in his body, so that it could be seen that Wuqiao really did everything, which could not have been his opponent without spelling.

Hu Fei was not only unconscious in his rising breath, but rather became more aggressive at this time.

Without waiting for Uhuri to attack, Hu Fei had already taken the lead and swept past the sword in his hand. That powerful force made the space seem like a distortion.

Again, faced with Hu Fei's attack, Hu Mount naturally dared not take any carelessness, his hands blocked, a metal collision sounded, then only the sound of Hu Mount flew directly backwards.

Although there were no injuries, Wu Mount obviously did not expect that Hu Fei's strength would be so great that he succeeded in blocking the attack, but that horrible power, still, did not make sense to punch him out.

“Good defense. Too bad it's too bad. Is that all you wind ghosts have in their blood? Inevitably some disappointment.” A striking hand, Hu Fei faintly said, without giving Wu Riding a chance, directly took refuge, the two were again at war together.

There was no doubt at all. In the face of Hoofei, the Horse Mount completely fell into the downwind. The fierce attack continued to strike, making the Horse Mount unspeakable.

At the same time, Hu Fei and Wu Mountain Battle, on the other side, and Chen Yi of Wu Huan Battle, it was as if he had completely changed his personality.

Originally, Chen Yu had no real pursuit of victory and defeat. As long as he accomplished the tasks described by His Holiness, Hu Fei appeared, so Chen Yu had to come up with the real thing. This guy was a madman. God knows if he would really join forces with Wuhu to surround himself. At will, Chen Yu had to end his battle before Hu Fei.

With a white steel fan in his hand, this is Chen Yu's bao soldier, this moment Chen Yu, without the previous lazy, light, temperamental, the attack is more like a tidal wave, wave after wave of attack towards Wu Yu.

He had already fought Cheng Yu before, but Wuhuan never thought that Chen Yu's strength would be so horrible, his face was so shady, and Wuhuan resisted Chen Yu's attack while drinking with incredible silence.

“You hide your strength, you despicable human being. ”

To say something bad, before the battle with Chen Yu, in Wuhuan's view, it was like a mess, the human son in front of him, had never been serious before.

There was a sense of being played, which made Ulu angry inside, thinking that he was a direct Holy Bloodwind ghost, and was actually brushed by a human group.

Hu Qi was in a hurry, but Chen Yu didn't care at all. “I don't want to do this either. It's not good for everyone to drag each other away after the war. But who knows that you actually messed with Hu Fei's lunatic, so there's no way. Although I don't want to, I don't have a choice. ”

After saying, the iron fan in Chen Yu's hand flashed past. The sharp fan directly left a shallow blood mark on the neck of Wuhun. If not, he would have landed on his head by now.

Without a hit, Chen Yu laughed helplessly, but the movement in his hand did not stop. The next step was to step out, and the whole person turned directly into a shadow, quickly rushing towards Wuhuan.

Very fast, obviously not a heavenly martial arts of taste can be achieved. Chen Yu obviously practiced a holy martial arts technique, but think about it, as the son of the ancient Holy Sect, you can naturally master holy martial arts.

In the face of Chen Yu's attack, Wuhuan became more and more energetic. Gradually, Wuhuan revealed a defeated face. Moreover, it was not only him, but the other side of Wuhui, at this time, it was even more tragic.

Burned the power of blood, but the face of Hu Fei, Wu Ring was still beaten without a temper, at this time was already seriously injured, see, Hu Fei had no intention of helping at all, said faintly.

“Looks like I'm still overestimating you Holy Bloodwinders. ”

Speaking, the long gun in Hu Fei's hand flashed a blue light, and the light flashed, making it difficult to see directly. At the same time, Wu Mount only felt that the ultimate breath of death instantly covered him, trying to escape, but he didn't know why, his body just couldn't move.

Watching Hu Fei stab out, pointing straight at his heart, his eyes flashed with intense terror, Wu Ring drank aloud, “No..."

In the face of death, Wu Mount was afraid, but his big drink did not change anything, and the long gun did not penetrate his heart without a slight deviation.

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