Twenty men in black acted together, three of them rushed towards Feng Yifei quickly, and the rest all surrounded Ren Kuang.

Feng Yifei had already thought about it in his heart. He just went offline and lost Ren Kuang and ran away. It was so unrighteous. He took the initiative to show his kindness and said that he would give benefits.

I don’t have the habit of selling off my teammates without fighting.

At worst, I will die last time and lose some experience.

Anyway, all the equipment on your body is protected, so you don’t have to worry!

If you take a try, Ren Kuang will definitely benefit a lot.

He is a top expert at least and should have some skills.

Before the three men in black were approaching, Feng Yifei instantly turned into a silver-haired and red pupil. He spread his arms and cut his tail fingers at the same time.

Dozens of white sword energy rush out in full swing, swirling out, and countless sword pills were also yelling, making a loud roar through the air.

Flew softly and straightly, and the two swords flew together!

The three of them waved their weapons, but they just protected the vital points. They rushed forward with the big net formed by the sword energy, allowing the extremely sharp soft sword to slash their bodies and blood to splatter.

No one said a word.

The defense is also extremely high, and the clothes are damaged everywhere, and they look covered in bruises, but Feng Yifei could see that the damage they suffered was not very large and was not enough to affect their movements.

Such a puppet was not fatally injured, so it is unlikely to be killed.

Headshots are a good idea!

Quickly make handprints.

A huge and fiery red "Line"-shaped emblem emerged under the feet of the three of them. The dust, dust, sand and gravel on the ground were all sucked up by the energy, but the pressure like a mountain was pressed under the air.

The figures of the three men in black were immediately stagnant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Yifei's handprints changed and his body disappeared without a trace.

When he appeared again, he was behind three men in black, and his thumbs were pressed out with both hands and quickly pointed at the back of the heads of two of them.

The dazzling blue light flashed violently.

A blood hole was immediately opened behind the two men in black, and blood mixed with white and turbid colors gushed out, but they were not knocked down and died immediately. They didn't turn around. The rapid wind sounded, and they stabbed each sword and came back.

Isn't this dead?

Feng Yifei flashed to one side in shock.

Two short spears were like poisonous snakes coming out of the hole, with afterimages stinging wildly.

It was the man in black who had not yet suffered a heavy blow and turned around and attacked him fiercely.

The other two men in black missed a blow and turned around, dancing their swords quickly, and the swords and swords rolled over.

But Feng Yifei found that they were already weak and seemed to have a little unstable foothold.

The heavy blows still affected their actions.

Before the attack hit his body, Feng Yifei's figure disappeared again.

But he did not go around, and one of them retreated, flew up, jumped in the air, and turned over, over their heads, and pointed his hands together as swords, "Dahan" on the left and "Jingzhe" on the right.

The blue and white beam of light wrapped with electric light and the bone-cold finger force were attacked together, and the attack was still the bloody holes that were broken by the domineering sword.

With a "pan" sound, the head of the man in black who was penetrated into the wounded by the "Jingzhe" finger force burst, his body was still turning around, his legs were tangled together like a trick, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

The man in black, whose wound was frozen by the "Dahan" and whose entire head was frozen, still rushed back and stabbed the sword without hesitation, then turned to the side, and his body kept twitching.

The two companions were killed, and the remaining man in black did not react at all. He swung his two spears, picked, stabbed, and poked, and his moves were not messy at all.

Only one person left was much easier to deal with. Feng Yifei's middle fingers in his hands rushed out, slashing violently, and opening the two spears of the man in black in one frame, immediately a "Locust Sword Rain".

The dense and incompetent thorns attacked a point, and the enemy's throat was vital.

The man in black was no longer able to turn back and block it, and his two spears rushed to Feng Yifei's ribs.

The dark undead aura was born in mist, turning into two dark vortexes to block the powerful and heavy striking attack.

The man in black only resisted the protective energy of his body for one breath, and was penetrated like thin paper.

In an instant, a blood hole was pierced in his throat.

As Feng Yifei split his hands, his head flew high, and blood sprayed into the sky like a spring.

With a hooked finger, he absorbed the undead energy and sucked the items into his palm. Without even looking closely, he threw them into the package and turned his head and looked at it anxiously.

Feng Yifei was shocked.

The two azure qi shot by Ren Kuang were fighting with the two bloody airflows bombarded by the Netherworld Blood Slave.

When they collided, they suddenly became purple mist.

The Netherworld Blood Slave was shocked, but Ren Kuang was busy dealing with him, and was hit by dozens of qi that were hit behind him.

He roared, spit out blood, and swung his palm behind him.

He was covered in blood, and only five corpses fell down around him.

The powerful aura forced most of the men in black to retreat, but a short man in black leaned close to the ground like a snake and hugged him in the waist.

Ren Kuang slapped the man in black and slapped the head of the man in black into his chest.

The other eleven people rushed forward, and their different martial arts and weapons attacked each other.

The Netherworld Blood Slave had already rushed to Ren Kuang like a blood cloud, and attacked in the sky.

Ren Kuang is alone and outnumbered. If he can block the blood slaves in the Netherworld, he can't block the attacks that come in succession.

At the critical moment, Feng Yifei's figure suddenly appeared in the air, and a "sharp drill" knocked the Netherworld Blood Slave away.

Ren Kuang took advantage of the situation and rushed forward and rushed into the crowd. The palm shadows and legs were flying together. Several figures fell out. He also suffered several blows, but in a moment, his whole person turned into a blood light and flew up.

Feng Yifei was so shocked by the recoil force that he turned over and fought. As soon as he stood still, his waist tightened and someone grabbed his belt.

I almost wanted to slash with a sword.

Fortunately, in a hurry, I saw clearly that Ren Kuang was wrapped in blood.

Ren Kuang took Feng Yifei into a blood-colored rainbow and rushed towards the Blood River cart.

A few blood-colored lights sprinkled out in the air, landing impartially on the backs of the eight divine horses, and a roar was heard.

The bloody horse neighed and ran out quickly.

Ren Kuang barely fell on the shaft of the car, and threw Feng Yifei into the car with a swing of his hand.

Feng Yifei rolled and got up.

The Blood River Cart was speeding at an extremely astonishing speed, like a wind and lightning, which was much faster than when Fang Geyin controlled it before.

Ren Kuang's long whip was rolled out and attacked the roof of the car. From his perspective at this time, his vision should have been blocked by the carriage.

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Feng Yifei had already sensed that someone had been pulled out. He could chase him so quickly, and he was definitely the Netherworld Blood Slave.

The speed of the eight blood horses is still accelerating.

Ren Kuangning stood for a while before finally breathing a sigh of relief, he rushed into the carriage, and sat cross-legged with a dull look on his face.
Chapter completed!