The whole thing is the so-called blinding method, hoping to use the transfer of sight to make the ink black dizzy, and then let him take advantage of it.

This is also the only way Feng Jinghao can think of, a frontal conflict, with his ability to be imprisoned at this time, he can't defeat the ink black in front of him.

Feng Jinghao touched Mo Hei's body in less than a second, and then in less than a second, from Mo Hei's side, Mo Hei's hand picked up and then slapped down violently.

Feng Jinghao's eyes were sharp, looking at the moment when Mo Hei held his hand and the time when he started, at the moment when Mo Hei's hand was less than a meter away from him.

Feng Jinghao flew up again, touched the black body, and quickly spun to the top of the black ink.

Smoothly avoided the inky black hand.

At the moment when Feng Jinghao arrived behind Mo Hei.

With a "snap", it was huge, and the ink-black palm hit his body accurately.

The angry ink-black face that looked stumbling enough was even more disgusting to watch:

"Damn, you should be teasing this god!"

Mo Hei was suddenly furious, and it was a kind of mentality that if I don't kill you, I won't be a god, and it became more radical and chaotic.

Immediately a high-pitched roar:

"Whew!"

Then the other hand rose again, and it was a slam blow to his back, and Feng Jinghao had already flown in front of Mo Hei's eyes in the same way as his hand fell.

A painful pain then came out of the black mouth:

"Whew....... Damn it!"

The ink black was hit by himself again, and the sullen breath made the flames of his anger even more intense.

The sound of rough gasping became heavier, and a pair of eyes became even more green and terrifying.

Those eyes stared at Feng Jinghao in front of him.

watched Feng Jinghao approach its face inch by inch.

With static control, although Feng Jinghao's move is thrilling, it has to be said to be a very good strategy.

Su Sese watched the two chasing each other, and her mood became extremely nervous.

Although this method is very good, it is also very dangerous, as long as Feng Jinghao is a little careless, then he will be beaten into a meatloaf by ink black.

Su Sese prayed deeply for Feng Jinghao in her heart: You must not have an accident.

This time, he couldn't let him succeed again, he had to catch him and pinch him into chips.

Feng Jinghao's eyes were sharp and cold, and his gloomy eyes were in stark contrast to the dark black's green expression.

Suddenly, for a moment, only a terrifying roar was heard in ink black:

"Whew!"

Then Na Nuoda's palm slashed and jumped in the direction of Feng Jinghao.

Feeling the strong killing intent and anger, Feng Jinghao's eyes flashed coldly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his smile was cold to the bone.

The palm wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the pressure is getting stronger and stronger, so strong that even Su Se and Ning Ling'er in the distance can feel it.

Suddenly, there was an incomparably huge hurricane, like a tornado, and along with that tornado came a huge black hand.

The fierce pressure seemed to come from the top down, turning the world upside down.

The place where the inky black hand passed was a thick black smoke.

Feng Jinghao's sword was getting closer and closer inch by inch, and the inky black fatal palm that followed Feng Jinghao was getting stronger and stronger.

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