Chapter 604: A Enemy of Good Will

"Click!"

With a crisp sound, the puppet hit by the war knife was covered with cracks like a glass bottle, which made Wu Feng very surprised, not to mention the destructive power of this five-fold blow, even if it was granite, it would turn into powder, but this puppet was actually only covered with red cracks, etc., red cracks. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

With a breath of breath, he retreated like lightning, and the puppet that was covered with cracks chased after him, "boom", a deafening loud sound retreated into the sky, a small mushroom cloud rose, and a blazing wave of air swept in, but this was not what Wu Feng cared about, what he cared about was that a brand-new puppet broke through the ground, and eight lifelike puppets surrounded it with a cold knife light.

"Interesting!"

Wu Feng grinned and showed his white teeth, smiling? Of course, having mastered the method, it was only a matter of time before he broke these eight puppets, with some ease was to seize the position of opening the door, unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived, several katanas attacked from all angles, this change made Wu Feng unexpected, and he couldn't be stunned to resist with his sword, and wanted to retreat to the door of death, the door of death? Yes, now this puppet has become an anti-gossip, life and death and death, but Wu Feng thought a little simply, the puppet actually made a false move, so that he could not focus on the sword at all.

One wrong move, all lost, in an instant, he was surrounded by eight puppets, with the movement of the puppets, Wu Feng seemed to be trapped by thousands of troops, and the puppet attack was like a tsunami.

"Ding, ding......" The war knife waved, defending with all his might, and suddenly sparks flew everywhere, Rao is showing a hundred battles and no return, but he couldn't defend at all, in an instant, the protective body was broken, and he was about to be surrounded and killed by eight puppets, Wu Feng suddenly stopped defending, turned around and bombarded the puppet of the death gate with incomparable power, and in an instant, the eight puppets all retreated in unison, what is this situation?

Wrong, Wu Feng has always thought wrong, wanting to avoid being besieged by these powerful puppets, but when he was besieged, he thought of what Han Qi said to him, Qimen Dunjia, Nine Palace Gossip, unpredictable but ever-changing, this most dangerous Nine Palaces is also the most critical to break the formation, in short, now as long as you guard the center, you can break the eight puppets!

Seeing the eight puppets retreating, it confirmed the conjecture in his heart, and when he stepped forward, he was about to rush towards the puppet in the death gate, but unexpectedly, at this time, the left arm of the puppet flew out with chains, forming a large net of glowing light and wanted him to be trapped, not to mention, the eight puppets were all running towards him with black flames.

Wu Feng gasped, that Mori Zhitian saw that the puppet array was about to be cracked, and he actually wanted these puppets to die with him!?

Hide? How to hide? Wu Feng looked down at the ground under his feet, the battle knife with blood was slashed out of the greedy wolf style, and suddenly, the knife gang was divided into two and two into four, blasting this solid ground out of the deep pit.

Now I don't care about any demeanor, what I want is not chic, but living!

Fighting, there can be no hesitation, otherwise there is only one word in the end, death, this is not the eight puppets As soon as they approached, the black flames were connected, and the "booming ......" was like rolling thunder, so that Wang Nan, who was twenty or thirty miles away, could hear it, and the mountain shook as it soared into the sky.

......The shock wave uprooted nearby trees, and most of the bamboo houses in the distance were destroyed in an instant.

The self-destruction site of the eight puppets appeared as if it had been hit by a meteorite, and as the flames fell to the ground, a blood shadow appeared next to the pit, at this moment, Wu Feng's appearance can be described as extremely embarrassing, no, it should be miserable, covered in blood, hundreds of wounds, large and small, the left shoulder and left arm are widely burned, and a deep visible wound from the corner of the left face and eye to the lower jaw keeps coming out of blood, but Wu Feng is still rejoicing, yes, if it is not for the casting of a leakless body, then it has already turned into ashes at this moment!

I looked at the pit with palpitations, but fortunately, there were only three puppets hidden under the ground, and one more puppet Rao would have to die if he had a leaky body.

Looking up at the damaged bamboo houses, Wu Feng walked forward with a knife regardless of the pain all over his body, leaving a bloody footprint with each step.

As Wu Feng approached, a voice like a heavenly voice came from the bamboo house, "I really admire the fact that I can break my Eight Masters at the age of twenty-one, and even survive under the destruction ......of my Heavenly Demons."

Looking at a silver-haired woman as beautiful as a fairy slowly walking out of the bamboo house, Wu Feng grinned and showed his white teeth, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Morizhitian is such a beautiful woman, but I have to ask you to borrow a head." ”

Yes, this woman called Sakura is the number one assassin in the heavens, Mori Zhitian!

At this moment, this Morry Zhitian saw that although Wu Feng and Wu Feng looked embarrassed, his momentum was getting stronger and stronger, and he was injured, as if Wu Feng was not injured at all, he couldn't help but smile, and suddenly everything in the world lost its color, "Your Excellency Blood Monarch, how about we make a deal?" ”

"Deal?"

Seeing Wu Feng's hideous and terrifying smile and purple and black arms, this Mori Zhitian beckoned, "Bang Bang ......" more than ten puppets broke out of the ground, these puppets looked like men and women, old and young, but all of them ignited the black flame, "The little woman and Your Excellency have no grievances, so please listen to the little woman's words." ”

Wu Feng's eyes froze, he couldn't imagine that there were so many puppets hidden near this bamboo house, "Oh? Please speak. ”

"If you insist on going your own way, then the little girl doesn't mind going to Huangquan with you, but if your Excellency is willing to give me the antidote to the Heavenly Will, I can cooperate with you to destroy the Tianzhu Company, how about it?" Is this price to your liking? "This Mori Zhitian is helpless and depressed now, she vaguely sensed that something was wrong when she controlled the puppet battle, when Wu Feng jumped out of the deep pit, she found that the poison had entered the bone marrow when she wanted to do it, and now, she could only communicate and discuss with Wu Feng.

What if she killed Wu Feng and Tang Xixi, she still couldn't avoid the tragic end of being poisoned and dying......

Wu Feng smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "Really? Give me a reason why I have to cooperate, otherwise, with the speed of your puppet, I'm afraid you won't be able to stop me. ”

"Reason? I don't know if it's a reason for me to have a grudge with Tianzhu shareholders? This Morry Zhitian smiled and said: "With your strength, you want to avenge the Gu Wu Xiao family, in your idiom, the Arabian Nights, Tianzhu Company is just a tool, no, even the two major shareholders of the Eight Gods and the Dry Stream are just pathetic tools!" ”

"Oh? Please continue to ......"

As soon as Wu Feng raised his hand, his purple-black right arm returned to normal complexion, and his eyes looked at this Mori Zhitian with a little interest, and this Mori Zhitian also waved his hand when he saw this, and the puppet with black flames returned to the ground, and as soon as he raised his hand, the complete tea set flew out of the bamboo house, and when this Mori Zhitian boiled water with a stove, Yan Ran smiled and said: "Blood Monarch, please sit, let the little woman say slowly......"

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