Chapter 217 (1/2)

”Break gold and armor!”

Fan Cheng yelled, raised his arm, pointed to Mu Xiaodong, and then nodded to him.

This finger is astonishing, completely different from before. It seems to be a sharp and incomparable edge, which is enough to split people's soul. Now it roars out from Fan Cheng's fingertips.

Even Chu Yan felt palpitations at the moment.

”Ah Mu Xiaodong was caught off guard and was instructed by fan Chengyi. Suddenly, his chest burst open.

The blood mixed with the broken meat, as if it were sprayed out of the sky.

His body stepped back, blood gushed from his mouth and nose, his face was full of anger, and even white bones could be seen in the blood of his chest.

The bloody palm that had been brewing before was abruptly interrupted by Fan Cheng's sudden finger.

Obviously, this is Fan Cheng's strength.

At this time, Chu Yan realized more and more deeply that any disciple of the sect was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

In everyone's hands, there must be one or two Assassin's maces, which will not be easily displayed until the critical moment of life and death or success or failure.

Xu Ya's bow and arrow, Li Yao's light shield and Fan Cheng's finger all prove this.

However, Chu Yan didn't think too much about this problem at the moment. His attention immediately returned to the spot. Seeing Mu Xiaodong's serious injury and retreating, he suddenly let out a long roar, and the seven stars' random wind steps were performed to the extreme.

In the blink of an eye, it seems that there are empty shadows of Chu's words everywhere, and they attack Mu Xiaodong.

In the shadow of the sky, Chu Yan roared like thunder.

”Shadow eight wild fists!”

Boom, boom, boom!

In the rolling air, the shadow of the fist is like a shell coming out of the chamber and bursting out.

For a moment, Fan Cheng's heart almost stopped beating.

Originally, they thought Chu Yan was stronger than expected, but now they found that their conclusion was too early.

Although Chu Yan is only in the state of pulse, it gives people a kind of unfathomable feeling, which makes people feel like facing the abyss.

At the moment when the crowd was lost, Mu Xiaodong roared wildly, with pain, surprise, fear and anger in his voice. His body flew up in the air, surrounded and sprayed with blood lines. At first glance, he looked as if he had grass on his body.

”Asshole! Asshole! I'm going to kill you Mu Xiaodong roared, every word came out, and the blood in his mouth gushed out as if he didn't want money.

When he fell to the ground, he jumped up in spite of the sharp pain of his whole body, and a big bag bulged up in his chest again.

This big bag is bigger than before. It seems that the skin is going to burst. The blood is surging wildly in it. It gives people a feeling of wind and thunder.

The air around seemed to turn into glue, thick and heavy.

It's obvious that Mu Xiaodong is so angry that he wants to go out and give everyone a fatal blow.

”Don't give him a chance!” Chu Yan a big drink, seven star disordered wind step again.

”Seven stars in disorder, the seventh star!”

In a flash, the speed reached the peak.

Fan Cheng's eyes were dignified and did not dare to be slighted. He used the aura in his body and pointed out again: ”little wuxiangdian star finger!”

At this time, Chu Yan's eyes moved, and saw Dou Huanhuan suddenly accelerate strangely. He came to Mu Xiaodong's back, like a white light, with a sharp light in his long sword, and chopped at each other's legs.

Chu Yan immediately saw that at this critical moment, Dou Huanhuan no longer concealed his strength and displayed his inscription.

Shua!