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Chapter 681 Maid Ming

"Haha, I don't know how many experts came here, but I didn't come to meet you face to face. I apologize." A middle-aged spotted leopard came out with a smile on his face. "Wang Yulie, may I ask your surname?"

Han Yu thought to himself: Their names are really good. Are you a Hearthstone player? Deathrattle Priest, Deathrattle Hunter, I wonder if there will be Murloc Riders and the like in the future.

"My name is Han Yu. It's nothing serious. I just want to have a fight with you and grab something by the way. How about that?" Han Yu decided to be more direct. After all, their brains are not very bright.

You will deceive yourself with an obvious scam.

Han Yu's mind has always been very clear. First of all, it is impossible for a spotted leopard to come to ask an unknown person for help, even if they are not smart to begin with.

Secondly, my journey has been too smooth, and what this guy said was too plain.

To sum up, Han Yu has long known that this is a very unqualified scam, but it is still very good to be able to get money and materials at this time.

As for why Peng Jiarong was sent to investigate, it was just to temper his temper. He must master the ability to suppress his anger. Moreover, there must be a problem in those three villages, but it is not clear what the problem is.

There was also Feng Xuanming, who had no real intention, just wanted to prank him and then let him block the escaping guys for a while.

As for himself, Han Yu had a very good idea. He directly found their treasure house and robbed it. However, he couldn't really kill them. He just killed a few at first to suppress them. Of course, he had the idea.

He must also die.

However, Feng Xuanming seemed to feel very bad. He was wearing a maid's outfit underneath and a maid's light green skirt outside. He had eyebrows and sideburns on his face. He was almost the perfect choice for a gangster.

But when Han Yu was halfway speaking, Feng Xuanming, who had been hiding behind him, had already gone berserk. The entire backyard had become the domain of blood bats. A pair of blood wings were stirring in the sky, but his clothes were not there.

After being replaced, the clothes on his face were not removed.

"Huh? Who is that guy?!" Chu Dayou couldn't calm down anymore. He looked at his master who was wiping sweat and asked, "Is she a foreign aid invited by the spotted leopard? Wait, these wings...could it be that

…”

"Yes, it's true." Han Yu wiped his sweat and pulled out the long sword directly from the illusion gem. "It seems that the plan is ahead of schedule. Work hard. I'm going to find something else. Now they have shown

My strength is only about 50% as strong as yours, and the real strong ones are all with Feng Xuanming."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Yu's figure had disappeared, and a group of low-level spotted leopards had also come to kill them. They were wondering whether Han Yu was testing the team's combat capabilities or their ability to leapfrog the enemy.

The opponents are always powerful, but their teammates who are going berserk are terrifying, just like China in a table tennis match, waving two blood bat swords and shuttling among the spotted leopards who have revealed their true form.

Except for corpses, there was not even a drop of blood on the ground wherever he went. It can be seen that Feng Xuanming is a true diskist, not wasting any bit, and sucking it all up.

"You guys, the only way out now is to surrender! If you refuse, then just be a wine glass!" Feng Xuanming said with his few senses. He had not sucked so much blood for a long time.

"Little girl, don't talk too wildly. You haven't seen a real strong man yet!" Obviously, the leader of this group of spotted leopards officially stepped out, but Taishang Ancestor did not intend to stand up. He was

Waiting for Han Yu in front of Baoju.

"Little... girl?" After hearing this, Feng Xuanming was like a cat with fried hair, turning his blood wings into swords and directly chopped them off. "Who is the little girl! I asked you to

girl!"

"It's useless, Yun Yu!" The leopard swept the crutch towards Feng Xuanming, with countless raindrop-shaped Yuan Power behind it.

"Let me demonstrate the real attack for you. Don't rely on your old age to do nothing, and kill the blood bats in groups!"

If Han Yu were watching this battle, he would probably shout like an innkeeper: Blood Bat Feng Xuan Ming, versus the Spotted Leopard King!

Fortunately it's not Jaina versus Gul'dan, otherwise this would be interesting.

After the blood bat group killing was used, Wang Qu could basically be described as scarred. He was no match for Feng Xuanming in such an intense duel.

Blood bat group killing itself is a group skill that can have a single skill damage. It can basically be called a bug, and their component is blood, so they can be recovered. There is nothing to describe it other than a bug.

.

"It's not that good. It sounded pretty crazy just now. Have you ever had a fight? Generally speaking, if you say you are dead, you are finished, you will die if you haven't seen it before, so I usually

Don’t talk nonsense! Just hand over everything you have!”

As he spoke, the blood bat sword slashed towards Wang Qu's abdomen. If he was hit, this person would basically be dead.

But Wang Qu is a spotted leopard after all. Everyone knows that leopards are very fast creatures, but their weakness is that they cannot last for too long, and their hearts will explode.

After dodging the Blood Bat Sword at high speed, Wang Qu also extended his claws towards Feng Xuanming's back, but Feng Xuanming did not dodge like him, spreading a pair of blood wings and almost cutting its throat.

"I haven't lost yet, don't be too proud!"

"Let me think about it. Generally speaking, those who are not too proud will not end well. At least according to the rules of novels, this is indeed the case." As he said this, he actually took out Peng Jiarong's novel as if to authenticate it.

Turned over.

"Don't ignore me!" Wang Qu shouted, a cold light flashed in the crutch in his hand, and something similar to a long sword broke open the crutch and stabbed Feng Xuanming in the chest.

"In the eyes? If you think my eyes are used to see people, that's wrong. My eyes are used to see blood." He smiled, letting the wind blow his blond hair up, revealing a pair of

Bloody eyes.

By the time Wang Qu came to his senses, the blood in his body had already begun to stir, and no matter how hard he suppressed it, it was of no use.

"If you think your demonic energy can really suppress it, then you are too naive." What appears at this time is cruelty. Maybe there is nothing wrong with being cruel to the enemy. "Let me explain this trick to you.

, it is a trick created by my ancestors to deal with monsters, and it can react with blood containing monster energy.


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