Chapter 133 (2/2)

The powerful Zhenyuan power constantly bombards on the defense shield, even if King Wu's seven heavy masters can't resist.

Xia Liang couldn't get back to his mind. He couldn't think how a young boy could have such a magnificent real yuan, even if he was not as good as himself.

Besides, how could he have so many powerful martial arts skills?

”How could that be possible?”

In the face of so many Zhen Yuan attacks, Xia Liang's scalp became numb, and he quickly sacrificed his weapons and chopped off the real Yuan who came to his face.

With so many martial arts skills, even if he is the seven strength of King Wu, he can't expect to be intact even if he opens the defense.

This is to kill yourself.

After a series of skills, Xia Liang was in a mess. Under his massive body, his clothes and clothes were broken, showing strong muscles and scars. Blood flowed down the wound.

If he hadn't practiced a door-to-door skill, he would have died just now.

When he was celebrating his survival, he suddenly heard Xia Feng's cry.

”Third brother, be careful.”

”What?” Xia Liang was stunned. He felt a strong wind coming from behind his head. He turned his head and found that there were two real yuan arrows attacking him. The young man, holding a bow and arrow, looked at himself with a sneer.

”Didn't he use a knife?”

This is Xia Liang's last thought, and then his head is smashed by Zhen Yuan's arrow.

”Third brother.” Summer wind issued a roar, the whole person like a mad lion, toward Xiao Chen.

”I will tear you up!”

Xiao Chen didn't face up to each other. He directly shifted his form and changed his shadow. He came to the side of the mountain bandits and swept with a knife.

Whoosh, whoosh.

Suddenly, seven or eight people fell to the ground with hatred.

”You people in Heifeng stronghold are not killed. It seems that they are just in name.”

Xiao Chen swallows a Huiyuan pill to recover Zhenyuan in his body. At the same time, he kills the mountain bandits and gets the true yuan value.

Killing Xia Liang just now consumed too much real yuan.

Xia Feng was going crazy. She was so angry that she killed her third brother in front of her face. She dared to speak up and said angrily, ”boy, I must kill you.”Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Chen is not polite, but also a knife, countless personal head landing.

Xia Feng's eyes were red, and his face was ferocious. He had a long bloody knife on his hand. He cut it from the front, and the blade awned like a white line.

Xia Feng's angry knife.

Unprecedented anger.