The gun was like a dragon, and in the face of Hu Fei's shot, the black horse's face changed instantly, and an extreme breath of death instantly enveloped the black horse's whole body.

It was only now that Wu Qi finally understood one thing, that is, how stupid his thoughts were when he was fighting with Xiao Chen.

I felt that Xiao Chen also had the strength of the Human Holy Son, after all, he was able to resist so many of his attacks, which in the eyes of Wu Qi, was obviously not something that a human disciple could do.

However, at this moment, when Wu Qi faced Hu Fei, he only felt how ridiculous his thoughts were.

That Xiao Chen is not at the level of the Holy Son at all, he is still far from the Holy Son, it is ridiculous, the black horse is still self-righteous and thinks that Xiao Chen is the Holy Son of the human race.

I was bitter and horrified in my heart, but now that everything was over, there was no time to think at all, because Hu Fei's attack had come as scheduled, with an incomparably terrifying might, and it was directly towards the black horse.

In the face of Hu Fei's attack, a touch of madness gradually appeared in the eyes of the black horse, he had no way to retreat, in the face of Hu Fei, he could only do his best, otherwise, he would probably die here.

roared angrily, accompanied by the roar of the black horse, I saw a strong force of qi and blood surging from its body, facing Hu Fei, the black horse could no longer care about anything else, and without the slightest hesitation, he urged the power of his blood.

Feeling the surging power of the bloodline of the Wuqi, Hu Fei smiled coldly and said, "The power of the bloodline, it is somewhat interesting." ”

Wind ghosts are the same as demon beasts, and their strength is determined by the power of the bloodline, but once the power of the bloodline is activated, for the wind ghost clan, although they can have strong power in a short period of time, as long as this period of time passes, then they will fall into a period of weakness.

Therefore, the power of urging and burning the blood veins is actually equivalent to the secret method of human beings, and it has side effects.

Without the slightest hesitation, he chose to urge the power of the blood in his body, which shows that Wu Qi really tried his best, and there was no way, if he didn't fight, Wu Qi couldn't be Hu Fei's opponent at all.

The aura of his body continued to rise, and not only did Hu Fei not have the slightest fear of this, but on the contrary, his fighting spirit became more and more intense at this time.

The battle intent was soaring, and before the black cavalry could take the initiative to attack, Hu Fei was already the first to attack, and the long sword in his hand swept through, and the powerful power made the space seem to become distorted.

Facing Hu Fei's attack again, Wu Qi naturally didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness, blocked with both hands, and a sound of metal collision sounded, and then, I saw that Wu Qi's voice flew out directly upside down.

Although he was not injured, Wu Qi obviously did not expect that Hu Fei's strength would be so great and successfully blocked the attack, but the terrifying power still pulled him out without any reason.

"The defense is good, but it's a pity that the strength is too poor, is the power of your wind ghost's bloodline just like this? Inevitably, there were some disappointments. With a successful blow, Hu Fei said indifferently, the words fell, and he didn't give Wuqi the slightest chance, he went directly to the top, and the two fought together again.

There was not the slightest doubt at all, in the face of Hu Fei, the black cavalry completely fell into the disadvantage, and the violent attacks kept coming, making the black cavalry miserable.

Just when Hu Fei and Wu Qi were fighting fiercely, on the other side, Chen Yu, who was fighting fiercely with Wu Huan, also seemed to have completely changed at this time.

Originally, Chen Yu really didn't have any pursuit of victory or defeat, as long as he completed the task assigned by Lord Shengzun, but Hu Fei's appearance made Chen Yu have to show his real skills, this guy is a madman, God knows if he will really join forces with Wuhuan to besiege him, at will, Chen Yu must end his battle before Hu Fei.

Holding a white iron fan, this is Chen Yu's treasure soldier, Chen Yu at this moment, without the previous laziness, indifference, domineering, and attack, the attack is like a tide, wave after wave towards Wuhuan.

He had already fought with Cheng Yu before, but Wu Huan never thought that Chen Yu's strength would be so terrifying, his face was extremely gloomy, and Wu Huan shouted in disbelief while resisting Chen Yu's attack.

"Despicable human, you still hide your strength."

To put it mildly, the previous battle with Chen Yu, in Wu Huan's opinion, was like a fight, and the human saint in front of him had never been serious at all before.

There was a feeling of being played, which made Wu Huan extremely angry in his heart, thinking that he was a direct Holy Blood Wind Ghost, and he was actually brushed around by a human.

Wuhuan was angry, but Chen Yu didn't care about this and said, "Actually, I don't want to do this, everyone delays it, and it's not good to leave separately when the war is over, but who knows that you actually provoked Hu Fei, a madman, then there is no way, although I don't want to, but I don't have a choice." ”

As he spoke, the iron fan in Chen Yu's hand flashed, and the sharp fan directly left a shallow blood mark on Wu Huan's neck, which was still Wu Huan's quick reaction, otherwise, at this time, he was probably already on the ground.

The blow was not successful, Chen Yu smiled helplessly, but the movements in his hands did not stop, and the next step of his foot stepped out, and the whole person directly turned into an afterimage, and quickly rushed towards Wu Huan.

The speed is extremely fast, obviously not something that can be achieved by a heaven-level high-grade body martial art, Chen Yu has obviously cultivated a saint-level martial art, but thinking about it, as the holy son of the ancient saint sect, he can naturally master the saint-level martial art.

In the face of Chen Yu's attack, Wuhuan became more and more difficult, and gradually, Wuhuan showed his defeat, and not only him, but also the Wu cavalry on the other side was even more miserable at this time.

The power of the blood was burned, but Hu Fei was still beaten without a little temper, and he was already seriously injured at this time, seeing this, Hu Fei did not have the slightest intention of keeping his hand, and said lightly.

"Looks like I'm still overestimating you Holy Blood Wind Ghosts."

As he spoke, the spear in Hu Fei's hand suddenly flashed with a cyan light, and the light flashed, making it difficult for people to look directly, and at the same time, Wu Qi only felt that an extreme aura of death instantly enveloped him, and he wanted to dodge, but he didn't know why, his body just couldn't move.

Seeing Hu Fei stab out with a shot, pointing directly at his heart, his eyes flashed with a thick look of horror, and the black horse shouted loudly, "No..........."

In the face of death, the black knight was afraid, but his big drink could not change anything, and the spear penetrated his heart without the slightest deviation.

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