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The flames were surging and blooming lotus flowers.

Countless sword shadows roared rapidly, flying from all directions, slashing through the sky.

There are more and more scars on the overlord's body.

After the Absolute Shadow was attacked, the speed of his actions was already extremely fast, and he couldn't find a flaw at all.

The tyrant gritted his teeth and endured, he knew that if he seized the opportunity one more time, he could bring down the Absolute Shadow.

He had to hold on, and when the Shadow was relaxed, he could turn the tide and take him down with one move.

When it came to speed, Tyrant didn't have a chance at all, so he simply stood still, released his spiritual power around his body, and spun it into a strong air flow at high speed.

Most of the attacks launched by the Absolute Shadow were scattered, otherwise, the Tyrant would probably be full of holes and fall to the ground now.

Jueying walked on the dilapidated floor, the sword in his hand was as bright as frost, and the red lotus karmic fire behind him burned in the sky, like twilight clouds at dusk.

The shadow of the sword was dense, like soot splashed out of a furnace, scattered between heaven and earth, fragmenting endless torment.

Under the shadow of the clouds, the tall body of the tyrant was like a silent black charcoal, with scars all over his body, and blood flowed out, like a spark unwilling to give in.

The wind blew, the sword shadow went wild, and the whistling attack became even more violent.

The tyrant didn't know how long he could last, and under the fire, he seemed to see the end of his life.

The spiritual power in the body has become less and less, but the attacks of the Absolute Shadow are increasing.

Tyrant has always felt that no one can defeat him, and today, he finally understands that when he defeats others, he is not very happy.

The flames in the sky have been depressed a lot, and the lotus flowers in the flames have withered layer by layer.

The dragon roared, the purple gold dragon meandered and flew by, and the clouds on the horizon were scattered and lonely.

The body of the tyrant shook, and in the gray eyes, there was a blood light, and the body of the dragon was shattered in the memories, and the defeated fighting spirit was reborn in the ruins in front of him.

The dragon who overturned the river and the sea was not his opponent, not to mention, he was just a coward who didn't dare to go head-to-head.

On his face, the horizontal scar twitched, and the spiritual power in his body that was about to be exhausted suddenly recovered, and the flames on the horizon were getting smaller and smaller.

Suddenly, the tyrant felt a lot more relaxed, and the Xuangang airflow was still spinning, but it was extremely smooth.

He raised his eyes and saw that all the sword shadows in the sky had disappeared, and the shadows that had been walking around did not know where they had gone.

In the pavilion in the distance, the black smoke is sparse, and on the horizon, there are clouds flying, and there are no flames, and the twilight clouds are still red.

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The least noticeable people are often dangerous.

Jiang Fei didn't expect that Feng Buti, who was not good-looking, actually hid his strength, and now he looked sharp, like a vulture with open wings.

He tried to operate the spiritual power in his body, and sure enough, it was like a puddle of mud rotting on the ground, and he couldn't lift it up at all.

They thought that the camouflage was invulnerable and could hide from the world, but they didn't expect to meet a person who was so deeply hidden.

Jiang Fei felt that from the beginning of contact with Feng Buti to the time he came here, his every move was so natural and appropriate, and he couldn't see any clues at all.

So, no one will doubt his origin.

"Uncle Ben's back room is empty, I wanted to choose a few beauties to serve in the past, but I didn't expect that you are all pretending to be men, swaggering here!"

Feng Buti's appearance has not changed much, but the plan for a sudden change is unexpected.

He disguised himself as a minion to choose beauties, not to sacrifice to the unicorn, but to fill his own pocket and enrich his back room.

Jiang Fei was secretly frightened, even if they could successfully get through the trick and infiltrate the Wild Waves Gang, they would not necessarily see the unicorn dragon and find Zuo Che.

Instead, he was deceived by Feng Buti into the back room and caught them all.

The fifth prince glanced at Feng Buti and said, "Since I will look for you, I know what you need, spirit coins and beauties, we still have a lot of them, as long as you provide us with clues, we can exchange them with you." ”

Feng Buyi screamed twice, his dark eyes were full of viciousness, and said: "Exchange? you can't move anymore, what do you need, Uncle Ben can just take it himself, and now, there is a beauty, it must be true." ”

As he spoke, he pressed forward step by step towards Jiang Fei.

Originally, among the people present, only Murong Feiqing and the masked man were dressed as men, but now, the five princes have all returned to their original bodies, and only Jiang Fei is still wearing a skirt.

Feng Buyi got closer and closer, Jiang Fei pretended to be afraid, lowered his eyes, did not look directly at his viciousness, one hand, but tightly held Ren Yuan's sword hidden in the sleeve.

"Oh, that's pretty good-looking. ”

Feng Bu didn't get tired of smiling, stretched out his bone-like hand, and rubbed it against Jiang Fei's face.

The sword in his hand became tighter and tighter, even if he couldn't use his spiritual power, Jiang Fei still had a lot of confidence in his shot, as long as he was close enough, Feng Buti didn't want to dodge.

The person who was most worried about Jiang Fei was Murong Feiqing, her clear eyes were already full of mist, and she was about to step forward to stop her, but she was pulled by the masked man beside her.

The others had already looked away and could not bear to see the tragic scene that was about to happen.

Feng Buti's dry hand was about to stick to Jiang Fei's face, and it could be clearly seen that his nails were all black and shiny, he was really an out-and-out monster, it seemed that he was usually poisoned!

Jiang Fei originally wanted to draw a sword, but when he saw Feng Buti's eyes, he put this idea on hold for the time being.

Because, Feng Buti's eyes were still very vigilant, and he was not carried away by "beauty".

If this is the case all the time, Jiang Fei will have no chance.

I don't know what this monster wants to do.

Feng Buyi's vicious eyes flashed, and the movements of his withered hands did not stop, and said: "If such a beautiful face is used to make a mask, then I can also disguise myself as a beauty." Hahaha!"

Jiang Fei couldn't hold back his nausea, he hadn't looked at Feng Buti's face yet, just one of his hands was surprisingly ugly.

Cheek masks?

No wonder Feng Buti's disguise can't see the flaws, and the mask he wears on his face is made of cheek?

Jiang Fei raised his gaze and glanced at it, only to feel a flash of cold light, but he didn't expect that Feng Buxi had already drawn out the dagger and slashed it viciously.

A strand of black hair withered in front of Jiang Fei, but fortunately he reacted quickly and hid an inch back, otherwise, his face would have bloomed.

"Do you dare to hide? Uncle Ben has the kung fu to play with you. ”

Feng Buyi let out a strange laugh, and the dagger in his hand waved viciously.

"Ahh

Murong Feiqing couldn't stand it anymore, and let out a piercing scream, a terrifying sound, resounding throughout the corridor.

"Huh?"

Feng Buyi turned his head sideways, stared at Murong Feiqing, and said with a sinister smile: "There is also a woman." ”

When Murong Feiqing screamed in fright, the dragon crown on her head fell, and the green silk had all spread out, and the woman's identity was undoubtedly exposed.

Feng Buti was naturally surprised to suddenly find a better prey, he temporarily threw off his interest in Jiang Fei, took a step, and forced towards Murong Feiqing.

Of course, Murong Feiqing was afraid, and she retreated step by step, and the more she retreated, the more excited Feng Buxi became.

The evil sense of accomplishment grows and spreads in the corridor......

The shadow shuddered, and a sword stabbed Feng Buti in the back.

Feng Buyi turned his head, and in his vicious eyes, there was thunder and lightning roaring.

Jiang Fei frowned, the sword in his hand did not pierce Feng Buti's body, but it regained his attention.

Obviously, Feng is not tired of being cunning and cunning, and in order to prevent being attacked, he has been using spiritual power to protect his body.

"Since you want to become a mask first, Uncle Ben will fulfill you!"

Feng Buyi showed a hideous sneer, raised the dagger in his hand, and slashed it towards Jiang Fei's face.

Jiang Fei drew his sword and quickly dodged backwards, the dagger was fast, and the lightning-like edge did not miss, slashing across the regressing dress.

There was a loud noise, and Jiang Fei's chest was already a mess.

The severed flesh slid to the ground, but there was no smell of blood.

Jiang Fei smiled bitterly, ripped off the dress on his body, resumed his manly dress, and on his chest, two fist-sized Qingyun Fruits slipped to the ground, leaving only the broken parts.

He didn't dodge it so easily, Feng didn't get tired of cherishing his quirk of creating a mask of face, and didn't use his spiritual power.

Feng Bu was even more angry when he saw it, he didn't expect that even Jiang Fei, who was the last one who thought he was a woman, was also a disguise!

On the dagger, the black light shone, and this time, Feng Bu was tired of moving the real character.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang outside the door.

The golden light is gone, and along with the vanished figure, there is also a dustless figure.

The restless crowd went berserk, and most of them did not realize that the fire behind them had almost been extinguished, and they were still in a hurry, breaking their heads and madly burrowing into the stairs.

Jiang Fei seized the opportunity, squatted down, quickly hid in the crowd, pulled past Murong Feiqing, who was panicked on the side, and crowded in the corridor along with the crowd.

Feng Buti's dagger stabbed out sharply, bursting out of a jet-black light, and a burst of blood mist floated in the crowd, and several people shook and fell.

After the vicious eyes were swept, he did not find the expected target, Feng Bu gritted his teeth fiercely and clenched the dagger in his hand.

The eyes of the fifth prince lit up, and he found that Du Yan's figure was jumping in the crowd, pushing left and right.

The man in the cloak raised his grim gaze, and the wind whistled in the hem of his sleeve, and the sound of hunting.

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