Fairy Red Packets

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"Grandpa, are you sure not to kill Chen Xin?"

Sikong Shu asked unwillingly.

He could miss Chen Xin's death in his heart!

Sikong Zhou squinted his eyes and said, "Look, let's talk about it, I always feel that Chen Xin has a hole card, otherwise it is impossible to face the Wang family, I don't want to be taken advantage of."

Sikong Shu was surprised: "No matter how powerful he is, he is also a new Jin Dan, can he still kill you?"

Sikongzhou rolled his eyelids, "Nonsense, you forgot how Xiang Lun died?"

Ok!

Sikong Shu was depressed.

Why doesn't this person die?

Wang Yunpeng and Wang Meng were also very depressed. The two old guys were unable to work hard, and the father and son were so angry that both faces were black.

Chen Xin smiled contemptuously.

"Prince Prince, if you can't call anyone, then... die!"

"call out!"

A glimpse of Jinghong, the attack came.

"Don't want to kill me!"

In an instant, Wang Yunpeng felt boundless fear, and hurriedly offered something, but it was a fan. The fan quickly grew in size and hovered around him.

When the fan rotates, he cuts out a dash of sharp edges. This is his magic weapon for body protection, quite powerful.

"Hey!"

With a soft sound, the fan was torn and fell to the ground.

Wang Yunpeng was shocked, that was a magic weapon, not a paper fan!

Regardless of the pain, Wang Yunpeng hurriedly drew out a sword, danced impenetrable, and lifted the flying sword to attack.

Even so, still insecure, hurriedly called for help to Wang Meng.

Wang Meng gritted his teeth and yelled: "Dare to kill my son and die for me!"

"Om!"

With a volley, the gold-backed machete burst out instantly, like a mountain of knives crushed down.

At this moment, Wang Meng's body seemed to be raised abruptly. He, who was originally burly and sturdy, reached its peak in an instant.

The murderous spirit is the state at this moment..

Without a word of nonsense, Wang Meng's true spirit was reckless, and his violent power was surging.

The gold-backed machete was originally extremely heavy, and at this time, terrible pressure broke out, and the murderous aura would burst out of the blade.

During the killing, the surrounding air fluctuated strongly and seemed to be shaking.

This is a heavy knife attack, it is clearly a mountain of horrible swords carrying the breath of death, desperately suppressing it.

Strong!

too strong!

Wang Meng broke out the strongest combat power, which made people have to look at it with admiration.

The crowds fighting all around couldn't help but evade.

I was extremely shocked.

Wang Meng's knife was not aimed at them. It was just a trace of the leaked breath that made them feel suffocated. What about Chen Xin, who was locked by the sword mountain?

Can he escape?

Wang Yunpeng, who was hurriedly forced by Chen Xinfei's sword, couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

He seemed to have seen Chen Xin's end, crushed by the knife mountain, and turned into fragments!

'Flashing!!!"

Mu Xuanran, who was fighting in the distance, couldn't help shouting, as well as Wei Hongyan and An Muxi...

Although they can't take care of themselves, they all sweat for Chen Xin. Chen Xin is their backbone. If Chen Xin is gone, their world will collapse.

In an instant, Wang Meng blasted out dozens of knives, and the Jinghong sword shuttled back and forth, but was blocked by the huge mountain of knives, unexpectedly unable to kill Wang Yunpeng.

Moreover, the sword mountain rumbling, continued to crush him towards him.

"The Prince is really fate."

Chen Xin made a move with his left hand, and the shocking sword flew back into his hand, his expression dignified.

When Jinghongjian actually missed, it seemed that Feijian was not invincible, and Wang Meng seemed to be better than Xiang Lun.

Since it can't be killed, stop temporarily and wait for the opportunity to kill again.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of the thief, you are afraid of the thief, right?

Ahem... The metaphor is not appropriate, it means that anyway.

With a fierce attack, Wang Meng cleared the siege for Wang Yunpeng, then shouted in a deep voice:

"End up! Besieged with all your strength!"

Upon hearing the order, the Wang family warrior immediately shifted his shape and formed a powerful killing formation to encircle Chen Xin.

Want to gang fight?

A trace of hostility flashed in Chen Xin's eyes, then don't blame me for killing!

"Play fairy bricks!"

"Om!"

A gold brick flies high in the sky, and when it falls at extreme speed, it becomes infinite, and its golden light shines blindly.

Under the strong light, everyone couldn't open their eyes and could only block the light with their hands.

Can stop the light, but can't stop the terrifying aura that rumbling down, Wang Meng hurriedly shouted when he saw this.

"Close your eyes and attack with all your strength!"

The Wang family warrior hurriedly closed his eyes, and at the same time blasted out a series of sword lights.

The knives and guns are intertwined, forming a terrible murderous intent, and even a mountain will be blasted into fragments.

However, what a magic weapon is to fight the immortal bricks, such a fierce bombardment, only to make the immortal bricks fly high again, and then rumbling down to suppress it.

"Boom boom boom!"

Inspired by the collision, the earth was shaking, and the Wang family warriors could not be distracted to deal with Chen Xin for a while.

"Prince Prince, die!"

Chen Xin laughed and shot out.

"Vertical is rampant, when I don't exist?"

Wang Meng was furious, killing my son in front of me is totally unreasonable!

"Stop talking nonsense, come to fight!"

Chen Xin's right hand trident blasted out, turning into a huge steel fork, facing the huge mountain of swords suddenly!

In an instant, the sword mountain was shattered like tofu, turning into a little golden light and dissipating.

Upon seeing this, Mu Xuanran's worries finally weakened by three points and hurriedly concentrated on fighting with their opponents.

Wang Meng's mouth twitched. He saw that the trident was extraordinary and a magic weapon, and he couldn't help gritting his teeth:

"With the power of magic weapons, you can't be regarded as a hero, so take me a few more!"

With violent collisions and murderous auras, Chen Xin used an enemy to fight with Wang Meng and his son, but at the same time he was distracted to control the bricks, and he didn't let the wind fall at all.

The scene was in chaos, the killing sound shook the sky, and almost everyone participated in the fight.

Among the few bystanders, there are only the martial arts league, the martial arts association, and the alchemy association.

This fashion turned his eyes around and shouted: "Wang Patriarch, do you need me to help you?"

Wang Meng was already angry and wanted to refuse, but Wang Yunpeng took the lead and said: "If President Shang can help, naturally he can't ask for it."

Shang Huaiyuan said: "But I have a condition. I won't be killed for a while. I will ask the Dan side to decide how to punish."

Wang Yunpeng said: "This is easy to say, but also President Shang will take it."

"Dinglai!"

Shang Huaiyuan waved, and a small tripod appeared, which quickly grew bigger, and Ding's mouth faced Chen Xin.

Suddenly, a heavy feeling hit his face, and the pressure exuded was three points more than Wang Mengjin's back machete, which made people feel suffocating.

Shang Huaiyuan flew up and hit the bottom of the small tripod with heavy punches, and a terrifying sound wave swept out.

Chen Xin was the first to bear the brunt, feeling as if there were thousands of spears, which blasted into his mind in an instant, and immediately stirred up a huge wave.

On the body surface, blood is overflowing from the eyes, ears, nose and mouth at the same time, and the blood in the heart is flaring, as if it is about to jump out of the chest.

"This time, see if you are still alive!"

Sikong Shu, who was watching the battle from a distance, was extremely happy in his heart. Yin Meifen felt like he had just exercised, reaching an unprecedented level of excitement, and his pants were all wet.

Die, die!

Finally dying!

Yin Meifen kept muttering in his heart, and even wondered whether he should send a message with Sikong Shu to celebrate?