692 Chapter 692: What is a Son? (2/2)

At the same time, Hu Fei and Wu Mountain Battle, on the other side, and Chen Yi of Wu Huan Battle, it was as if he had completely changed his personality.

Originally, Chen Yu had no real pursuit of victory and defeat. As long as he accomplished the tasks described by His Holiness, Hu Fei appeared, so Chen Yu had to come up with the real thing. This guy was a madman. God knows if he would really join forces with Wuhu to surround himself. At will, Chen Yu had to end his battle before Hu Fei.

With a white steel fan in his hand, this is Chen Yu's bao soldier, this moment Chen Yu, without the previous lazy, light, temperamental, the attack is more like a tidal wave, wave after wave of attack towards Wu Yu.

He had already fought Cheng Yu before, but Wuhuan never thought that Chen Yu's strength would be so horrible, his face was so shady, and Wuhuan resisted Chen Yu's attack while drinking with incredible silence.

“You hide your strength, you despicable human being. ”

To say something bad, before the battle with Chen Yu, in Wuhuan's view, it was like a mess, the human son in front of him, had never been serious before.

There was a sense of being played, which made Ulu angry inside, thinking that he was a direct Holy Bloodwind ghost, and was actually brushed by a human group.

Hu Qi was in a hurry, but Chen Yu didn't care at all. “I don't want to do this either. It's not good for everyone to drag each other away after the war. But who knows that you actually messed with Hu Fei's lunatic, so there's no way. Although I don't want to, I don't have a choice. ”

After saying, the iron fan in Chen Yu's hand flashed past. The sharp fan directly left a shallow blood mark on the neck of Wuhun. If not, he would have landed on his head by now.

Without a hit, Chen Yu laughed helplessly, but the movement in his hand did not stop. The next step was to step out, and the whole person turned directly into a shadow, quickly rushing towards Wuhuan.

Very fast, obviously not a heavenly martial arts of taste can be achieved. Chen Yu obviously practiced a holy martial arts technique, but think about it, as the son of the ancient Holy Sect, you can naturally master holy martial arts.

In the face of Chen Yu's attack, Wuhuan became more and more energetic. Gradually, Wuhuan revealed a defeated face. Moreover, it was not only him, but the other side of Wuhui, at this time, it was even more tragic.

Burned the power of blood, but the face of Hu Fei, Wu Ring was still beaten without a temper, at this time was already seriously injured, see, Hu Fei had no intention of helping at all, said faintly.

“Looks like I'm still overestimating you Holy Bloodwinders. ”

Speaking, the long gun in Hu Fei's hand flashed a blue light, and the light flashed, making it difficult to see directly. At the same time, Wu Mount only felt that the ultimate breath of death instantly covered him, trying to escape, but he didn't know why, his body just couldn't move.

Watching Hu Fei stab out, pointing straight at his heart, his eyes flashed with intense terror, Wu Ring drank aloud, “No...”

In the face of death, Wu Mount was afraid, but his big drink did not change anything, and the long gun did not penetrate his heart without a slight deviation.

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