Outside the suburbs of Paradise City, there were hills everywhere. When Chu Feiwu ran to one of the hills, he stopped running, turned around, and looked at the four men and one woman who were chasing after them.
At this time, Miss Mingzhu couldn't run anymore and squatted on the ground. Her hair was quite messy and there were a lot of sweat on her forehead. A young man next to her immediately took out a handkerchief and wiped her off.
The other three teenagers glared at Chu Feiwu and surrounded him unceremoniously.
"Damn, brat-------"
The young man, Miss Mingzhu, immediately took out a sword after wiping the sweat on his forehead and charged towards Chu Feiwu angrily.
Although he is only a fifth-level great fighter and cannot yet condense his sword energy, the strong fighting spirit he possesses can greatly increase the speed of his sword and increase the power of his attacks.
Chu Feiwu's face changed slightly when he saw the opponent charging towards him, and he began to worry in his heart. The difference between the two sides was too far. If they were just one, he wouldn't be very afraid, but they were five great fighters. If they joined forces, they would still be afraid.
It's quite surprising that although he has the magic sword, he can only sneak attack once and kill one of them. There is still no problem. But after they are alerted, it may be difficult to succeed?
But at this time, he could no longer think too much. Seeing that the opponent's sword was about to stab him, Chu Feiwu immediately moved aside as quickly as possible.
But he never expected that the opponent's sword was actually a feint. He moved to the side to avoid it, and the young man's left hand was already deeply imprinted on his back.
A master at the level of a great fighter possesses powerful fighting spirit. When condensed, the attack power formed is quite terrifying. After Chu Feiwu was struck by the palm, his whole body was thrown away, and he hit the stone wall next to him heavily, and then fell to the ground.
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"What the hell, it's useless in just one move? It's so boring!"
The young man looked down upon Chu Feiwu who fell to the ground. He felt that he was not satisfied at all and couldn't help shouting in frustration.
"Ha ha--------"
"Brother Qin, you are a waste like a pig, do you still want to use it to practice? Haha------"
The three teenagers standing nearby immediately laughed. Only the beautiful girl had a strange expression on her face. She felt very uneasy. A young man running so fast could really be so unbearable.
One hit?
"Go to hell------"
Suddenly, the young man who fell to the ground stood up, roared angrily, raised a crimson sword high, and charged towards the young man who was laughing at him.
"Xiao Ding, be careful, this sword is a bit evil!"
The beautiful girl was startled when she saw the ghastly sword, and immediately spoke out to remind the young man.
"Really? Can pigs still be able to climb trees------"
That Mu Xiaoding sneered, and with the sword he held tightly in his hand, he struck hard at the young man's sword. With the strength of his fifth-level great fighter, he could cut the opponent in half with his sword and his body.
, are all possible? How could he take such a loser in his eyes?