C300 (1/2)

”You... Do you know what you're doing? If... If Mo Qiu is dead, the net will collapse. At that time, the monster will break the whole net. I will follow the trend in the sky, and they will not be able to resist.

The other disciples, not to mention, have already been buried in the demon's belly even before they have made a move. ” Zhang Qianqiu is tight.

In the past, when a disciple of a sect was instantly torn by a monster, he was closest to that disciple and was the first to smell the smell of blood.

All the followers were shocked when Cheng Fei stabbed Mo Qiu's chest with a sword. None of them reacted from the shock. They looked at Cheng Fei's cold side face. They found that even in the face of Hong Qianqiu's words, he still looked the same.

This surprised everyone, but also let the three elders take a breath. If Cheng Fei's strength is above Mo Qiu, then these people, the so-called clan elders, are nothing in his eyes.

When did this boy become so strong that he could even surpass his master!

”Roar!”

A roar came out of the net, and the stout forelimbs hit the net. A circle of blue light from the fierce claw out, so that the whole net is trembling for it.

The support of one person's spiritual power is missing, and the sharing of one's spiritual power is missing. This is the great pressure for the wind in the sky and the great thousand autumn.

”Damn it!”

The wind clenched his teeth in the sky.

He can't focus on Cheng Fei's body, nor can he allocate a trace of spiritual power from his body to guard against Cheng Fei. This man, a beast, has posed a great threat to him and is in mortal danger at any time.

”I'm not... I'm not dead.”

Mo Qiu coughed violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Cheng Fei's face does not change. The golden blade in his hand goes down with the trend and goes straight into Mo Qiu's heart. With a clear and powerful poop sound, blood splashed in people's eyes, and the hearts of all the people were shocked.

”Yes? You must die today

As the golden light dissipates, Cheng Fei takes a deep breath. Then he looks at the two men who are struggling to support the net. He smiles and says, ”are you coming by yourself? Or do I do it myself? ”

”You

Hong Qianqiu just said a word, he immediately shut his mouth. In front of him, he saw Cheng Fei's face, which was like ten thousand years of ice, and was deeply shocked.

Since he met Cheng Heng, he has never seen such a person with such strength. It was not only him, but even the wind did not expect it.

He didn't want to die. Even if he put away his spiritual power, the monster must be the first to beat him down. At that time, even if he didn't want to die, it would be difficult.

Cheng Fei frowns slightly. He raises his left hand, and the golden light in his palm condenses again. After waving his hand, the fierce sword spirit sweeps across Hong Qianqiu's back, which makes Hong Qianqiu cry out in great pain and takes a few steps in a hurry.

The net disappeared, the wind in the day shock, rushed to one side.

He had already felt the deep hatred and trust from the monster's heart, and felt the wild spirit power of the monster was raging everywhere.