Chapter 730

Shoot down the Black Knife with the Demon Slaying Cone.

"What?"

"Spiritual power artifact?"

The short and fat man felt the spiritual power on the demon cone, and his small knife magic weapon was broken, and he was immediately shocked, and a pair of eyes looked for someone to shoot in the crowd? But at this moment, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his head.

Not good!

Mental power!

He immediately gathered his mental strength to resist.

But I soon found that my spiritual power, in the eyes of others, is simply an ant carrying an elephant, and I can't resist it for a second; When the severe pain had just subsided and he could think normally, a huge and peerless force exploded in his dantian.

"Boom!"

He could feel that the dantian that he had worked hard to cultivate all his life was like a watermelon that had been kicked and completely shattered; This is not only that, there is also a thunderous force, along its own meridians, towards the middle dantian, the upper dantian spread upward.

"Boom!"

The three dantians on the whole body were all shattered.

A body of cultivation is completely ruined.

Only at this moment did he see clearly that there was a young man standing in front of him.

It was Lin Yan.

And Lin Yan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Don't look at his hands, almost in a second, he blasted the short and fat old man into his uniform.

But the means have been all together, and there is no intention.

That is, the old guy didn't know that he was also in the Agility Realm, so he took it lightly.

Thought that a knife could run amok.

As a result, he was caught off guard.

Otherwise, give him one more second, and Flower Dance will be in danger.

And over there, Feng Yanqing hadn't found out that the short and fat old man was finished.

His body exploded, but it was not faster than the wooden needles that were shaken by the flower dance.

Although he had already covered his face with his hands.

But there were still countless wooden thorns, deeply piercing his body.

"Ahh

"Master Miyagi! Kill me, kill this stinky! ”

Feng Yanqing was in severe pain from being pierced by wooden thorns, and he was about to go crazy, where did he still want to play with cats and mice, and he killed him directly to relieve his hatred.

However, the black knife did not appear.

Instead, a man fell heavily at his feet.

"Are you talking about this person?"

Hua Wu pointed to the short and fat old man on the ground and said to Feng Yanqing.

Feng Yanqing looked down and dropped his jaw in shock.

This...... How is this possible?

The god-like master Miyagi is now lying at his feet like a dead dog with his mouth full of blood, this is his biggest reliance, what should he do now?

"Master Miyagi, get up, get up and kill the enemy!"

"How can you lie down? Aren't you a great monk? ”

He screamed.

At this time, Hua Wu grabbed him by the neck and slammed it on the table.

"Boom-"

The table was smashed out, and Feng Yanqing's face was covered with blood.

The remaining few bodyguards who came with Feng Yanqing were just about to act, when the flower dance Qiluo Bao fan opened, the red shadow flew over, and the streamer danced, and the result was three heads, flying high.

Blood, up to the ceiling.

Liwei!

In an instant, everyone looked at Hua Wu's eyes, as if they were looking at the female middle Shura, and they didn't dare to look directly.

Tianfeng's hand was stretched out in the air, and finally it was a little stiff and a little embarrassed to take it back.

Just that moment.

He wanted to make a move, too.

However, it was clear that he was closer, but Hua Wu killed the enemy first, and one kill was three.

This gap is inexplicably tearful.

"Feng Yanqing, where did you get the confidence to be the president of my Wanli? Where did you get this short old man? Hua Wu stepped on Feng Yanqing's back and leaned over and said.