Wang Jin sighed softly, then vomited blood and flew out.
This kind of rush to him when his head gets hot rarely happens to him.
But every time it happens, it's difficult to deal with.
Regardless of whether they are gods or feasts, their strength is not something that Wang Jin can easily deal with.
"If Ye Ying dies, the actions of the Suppression Department will be completely exposed under the eyes of Feng Yan. I am doing this for myself."
The young man muttered softly, trying to find an excuse for his hot-blooded behavior.
A hero saves a beauty? Draws a sword to help?
In Wang Jin's eyes, this behavior is quite unreasonable and should even be spurned.
So he is facing the consequences of his actions.
The strength of Feng Yan's body is not at the same level as that of Chen Zhongshi.
Every time he waved his hand, Wang Jin felt like a two-dimensional teleporter was rushing towards him.
It's still a large car with four front and eight rear seats.
What's even more outrageous is that the bloated body did not affect the speed of the feast at all, but made it more difficult for Wang Jin to see his movements clearly.
"What is this?"
The young man suddenly waved the spear in his hand, but found that there was no way to pierce Feng Fang's body.
"Forged in flesh and blood."
Feng Yan grinned and showed a happy smile.
"My body fat percentage is actually very low. All these are muscles."
As he spoke, he took off his blood-red robe, revealing his seemingly fat body.
"Oh shit."
Wang Jin cursed in a low voice and rushed towards the feast again.
He had only seen this kind of body shape in comics.
As long as you exert force, the tense muscles can even block the sword and slash, and even the spear cannot completely penetrate it.
"court death!"
Feng Yan waved his hands and greeted Wang Jin with a grin.
He was worried about not being able to find this bug that ruined his good deeds, but he didn't expect that the other party would come to him so quickly and die.
As for those intruders…
As long as you deal with Ye Ying yourself and figure out the situation of those people, everything will be no problem.
In other words, solving Wang Jin means solving everything.
"Hey."
The young man smiled, and the spear suddenly slipped from his hand.
Just when Fengyan's eyes widened, the shotgun was fired again.
Just aim for the feast because the smile opens your mouth.
boom!
Without the restraint of the inscription, this shotgun is as powerful as a hand cannon.
Of course, the recoil is also huge.
The projectiles flew out carrying flames, like irises blooming in the air.
Wang Jin used the recoil to fly backwards, and then rushed out again in a flash.
Dong Dong Dong…
The heart beats like a drum.
Overload status is enabled.
Wang Jin didn't even look at the effect of his previous attack. He knew that he had to carry out the next attack immediately.
Facing this kind of enemy that is almost impossible to confront head-on, the best way is to use continuous attacks to buy time.
Whoosh.
Wang Jin tipped his toes gently, and the spear on the ground returned to his hand again.
Fortunately, Ye Ying's bedroom is very spacious, giving him room to perform.
"Salted fish thrust!"
Wang Jin held his breath and concentrated, sending the spear towards Feast's eyeball.
Feng Yan had just raised his hand to block the projectiles, and when he raised his head, he saw the rapidly amplifying cold light.
"snort."
He snorted coldly and opened his mouth slightly to spit out blood.
Those blood beads twisted and changed rapidly in the air, like sharp steel needles piercing Wang Jin's face.
He wanted to trade injury for injury.
And Wang Jin is a human being, he does not have that kind of abnormal self-healing ability.
In this way, the feast will definitely be worth it.
“…”
The young man didn't say anything, he just continued to move forward.
Pure white armor emerged on his body, blocking those sharp blood beads.
"To this extent..."
Feng Yan narrowed his eyes and then raised his hand.