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Chapter 862: Who else came up to die?(2/2)

The blade, which was faster than lightning, was caught between Xiao Changfeng's fingers.

No matter how Qi Yanting pushed it, it didn't move at all.

In Tingfeng Pavilion, Xiao Changfeng helped Zhao Fugui take action.

But this time, it was Zhao Fugui who helped Xiao Changfeng.

Although one is strong and the other is weak.

But who says there can't be true friendship between rich and poor?

"A thousand cups of wine is too little to meet a close friend. Brother Xiao, after you leave this place, I will make sure you don't come back drunk."

Zhao Fugui laughed heartily and boldly.

He didn't care at all about the ugly faces of the people around him.

When I act, why should I care about other people’s eyes?

at this point.

He looks very similar to Xiao Changfeng!

"Everyone, come together and capture these two people and leave them to the Holy Lady to decide!"

The bejeweled young man suddenly spoke at this moment.

It turned out that he had already taken the opportunity to touch Xiao Changfeng's side.

"kill!"

When everyone heard this, they all took action.

Everyone wants to take advantage of this opportunity to capture Xiao Changfeng and compete for the saint's heart.

As for Xiao Changfeng's physical strength.

Having learned from Dong Jinyue's mistakes, they naturally did not dare to fight alone.

But if you are swarmed.

I'm afraid no one can stop it.

For a moment, everyone took action together, and surging spiritual energy surged in all directions.

"If you want to fight, then fight, I'm afraid of you!"

Although Zhao Fugui knew Xiao Changfeng’s true identity.

But he had no intention of hiding behind him.

Instead, he took the initiative to raise his sword and help Xiao Changfeng withstand one or two attacks.

However, most of the attacks were still directed towards Xiao Changfeng.

"Let's see how you can escape this time!"

The Saint of Guangling stood aside.

Like a queen, she waits for her generals to fight in blood and then presents them with the spoils of war.

As for whether Xiao Changfeng is a disciple of the Vajra Sect.

It's no longer important.

At this moment she looked at the melee.

A touch of pleasure and refreshment flashed through her beautiful eyes.

Manipulate others and play around with applause.

And all he has to do is sit aside and watch others live and die with a smile.

This feeling greatly satisfied her vanity.

But this time.

The development of things seemed to be somewhat beyond her expectations.

She saw the young man whom she thought was bound to be defeated.

It's like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Whether it is a young talent with great talent.

He is also an infatuated warrior who is not weak in strength.

In his hands, nothing can be resisted.

Except for those five Emperor Martial Realm experts and the powerful Emperor Martial Realm man who didn't bother to besiege.

The others are no match for him at all.

Poof!

In the end, Xiao Changfeng grabbed the bejeweled young man to death with one claw.

At this moment, everyone felt chills in their hearts and quickly retreated.

After all, although the saint's heart is good, she still has to live to enjoy it.

For a while.

Corpses littered the fields and rivers of blood flowed.

Only the spotless Xiao Changfeng stood in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood.

His faint eyes swept over everyone.
Chapter completed!
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