First Class Genius

The air twisted out of a transparent vortex like a liquid, and then made a loud noise. Three majestic hell wolves with more than ten meters appeared next to Han Fei and Chen Qiaoqiao. They were surrounded by pinyin and kept roaring. Their eyes were like red iron beads, and their open blood vessels spewed out hot airflow, making the air fluctuate into countless transparent nothingness.

The sharp wolf howl, in this quiet space, actually formed the wind. In other words, it is not as simple as the wind. Countless high-frequency and sharp buzzing strings pass quickly from the eardrum and pass into the brain, becoming a tearing pain. All the scenes in front of him shook into long fuzzy light, and Chen Qiaoqiao's sight became blurred. He looked at the three hell wolves in amazement, and his arms trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't be afraid, just three wolves." Han Fei smiled, stood there calmly and comforted softly“ They are for you to practice. "

The light pink breath emitted by the spirit butterfly is full of temptation. The three hell wolves must have smelled the spirit butterfly, so they rushed over.

Chen Qiaoqiao killed a hell wolf with his sword just now. Therefore, Han Fei was not worried about the siege of three hell wolves.

"Can I?" The comfortable life passed too long. In a hurry, Chen Qiaoqiao lost his previous calm and ruthlessness. If Han Fei is not around. I'm afraid Chen Qiaoqiao has turned and fled.

Rats, big gray wolves, cockroaches, the last three animals women want to meet.

What's more, the three hell wolves in front of them have been spiritual, and their burning eyes release a palpitating killing intention.

"Howl -"

Facing a hell wolf of Chen Qiaoqiao, he seemed to find Chen Qiaoqiao's timidity. He roared up to the sky, and his heart rending scream spread in the air with the smell, sweeping Chen Qiaoqiao and his two people.

"Boom! Boom! " The bluestone ground under my feet was crushed by the huge air flow flying past, leaving a deep gully. In the sound of explosion, wind blades and sharp blades were formed. Han Fei's ears kept ringing the sound of broken ground.

In the sound of sound waves, the surrounding temperature plummeted. Facing the howling of the hell wolf, Chen Qiaoqiao's hands and feet are cold. If it wasn't for the sound wave sword broken by the lingdie flying sword, Chen Qiaoqiao might have lost his mind and vomited blood and died at that moment.

"Die!"

Han Fei's eyes became cold. He drew his right hand, and the ink Dragon Sword flew out. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the eyebrows of the hell wolf.

Divine knowledge and soul power were brought into full play at this moment. Countless silver and white silk threads burst out in the form of halo from the sword body of the Mo long sword one by one, and rushed wildly towards the body of the hell remnant wolf.

The huge body of the hell remnant wolf expanded in an instant, and then shrunk rapidly in the seven refining white light. The seven white lights of soul refining turn into tens of thousands of copies and weave into a predator's Web emitting the smell of death, like a white death trap left by a huge spider on the earth.

"Boom -"

The ferocious howling hellwolf had not had time to respond, its sharp huge claws. Before it could open, the huge body exploded with a bang, shooting everywhere, blood, flesh, bones and blood red.

Mingming felt it in advance, but could not avoid Han Fei's extreme attack speed. The other two hell wolves retreated tens of meters in horror and wanted to escape, but found that the surrounding space had been blocked by Han Fei.

Another sword, a hell wolf turned into broken meat. Soul Shang was silent, frightened and afraid to speak. Looking at the two panicked hell wolves, soul Shang was suddenly glad that he was a slave.

"I'll try it, too!"

Chen Qiaoqiao's stubbornness was inspired. Standing in front of Han Fei, holding the spirit butterfly with both hands, the fear in his eyes is fading away.

"Good!"

This time. Han Feifei didn't tell him, but he stepped back a few meters.

Han Fei made a big handprint and severely suppressed a hell wolf close to him. Two hell wolves attacked at the same time. Chen Qiaoqiao was easy to get hurt. Han Fei did not allow such a thing to happen.

"Howl -"

"Click! Click! "

Facing Chen Qiaoqiao's hell wolf alone, he seems to have understood his situation. The blood red double pupils like fire stared at Chen Qiaoqiao fiercely at the moment, waiting for her attack.

The sharp claws, one meter long, are like twenty daggers stepping on the ground. At the moment, the muscles of the limbs of the hell remnant wolf are tight, and the extreme cold is injected into its body like poison, suffocating Chen Qiaoqiao. The smelly liquid gushed out of the big mouth.

The huge, furry claws were stained with the dripping blood of the companion, and the resolute momentum was frightening.

"Come!" Chen Qiaoqiao clenched the spirit butterfly with both hands and was not frightened. He took a step forward and scolded, killing his mind through his body.

"Sonorous! Sonorous! "

Shayi collides with Shayi. Chen Qiaoqiao forgets everything around him and has only the hell wolf in his eyes. Ignore its existence and wave the spirit butterfly to stab.

The real strong, in the face of provocation, often only an understatement.

Chen Qiaoqiao wants Han Fei to die under a sword.

"Howl -"

The remnant wolf of hell moved. His huge body shrunk several times in an instant and jumped up to avoid the pink light of Kailing butterfly. He opened his big mouth, raised his two front paws and stared at Chen Qiaoqiao's white neck.

"Kill -"

Chen Qiaoqiao moved, just like when the Dragon protection family was training, he had only enemies and only killing in his eyes. No fear, no death, holding the inferior fairy sword, lingdie, unexpectedly took the most clumsy close combat.

Han Fei's heart trembled and his right hand clenched the ink dragon sword. He forbeared and didn't do it.

Chen Qiaoqiao's attack is very risky. If Han Fei makes a move, it's easy to solve the hell remnant wolf. However, if you really do that, Chen Qiaoqiao's murderous heart and ferocity will be difficult to find.

Han Fei chose to wait. His eyes locked on the spirit butterfly, and all the skillful safety was pressed on the inferior fairy sword.

"Puff -"

When the huge wolf claw was about to break Chen Qiaoqiao's neck, Chen Qiaoqiao smiled. His body suddenly pressed close to the ground and opened a few meters of space. At the same time, the spirit butterfly bloomed pink and stabbed the hard and wide abdomen of the hell remnant wolf.

The sound of rifling, the sound of blood bursting out of internal organs, the sound of broken bones and the muddy sound of sharp spines inserted into blood and flesh. Meet together to form a killing music.

"Canopy -"

The body of the hell wolf flew out with a bang, fell on the ground dozens of meters away, rolled and wiped out for a long time, bloody but not dead.

"Die!" Where would Chen Qiaoqiao give the remnant wolf of hell the chance to resist? He scolded like spring thunder, and his body shot like lightning.

"Poof poop -"

The pink light rotates wildly around the body of the hell wolf and shoots repeatedly, like a group of crazy insects, closely around it, again and again. Shot countless holes through the body of the hellwolf.

"Peng -" the corpse of the hell wolf fell to the ground convulsively, and the steaming wolf blood gushed out of thousands of holes in its body.

Chen Qiaoqiao's chest fluctuated, and he still held the spirit butterfly in his hands. At the moment, her whole person stands there like a black heron, fearless, like a Luocha from hell. Her pretty face stained with wolf blood reflected a kind of flirtatious luster in the moonlight. Listening to the dripping sound of hell's residual wolf blood, she looked like a midnight ghost suspended in the air.

"Kill!"

After a short rest, Chen Qiaoqiao gripped lingdie. And rushed to the third hell wolf.

Han Fei smiled, his divine sense converged, and looked at Chen Qiaoqiao entangled with the panic stricken hell wolf.

Three quarters of an hour later, the sound of the spirit butterfly cutting bones came again from the dark space. It had the power to destroy everything. It was as dense as a tide. Every time the sound sounded, the transparent ripples spread in the air.

Chen Qiaoqiao's breathing was more rapid, his body shook slightly, but the corners of his mouth were smiling.

Han Fei has not seen this smile for a long time. Since Chen Qiaoqiao's mother died unexpectedly, this smile has disappeared at the corners of Chen Qiaoqiao's mouth. Today, the smile is back, and the Qiao who dares to love and hate is back.

Before Han Fei could praise, he suddenly felt the earth shaking. In the boundless darkness, a huge roar shook between heaven and earth. The roaring sound gushed from far to near, and the huge soul force gushed from the bottom of the earth.

"Roar - Roar -" the huge sharp stone guns that kept breaking out of the ground rose up and pierced into the sky. If Han Fei and Chen Qiaoqiao retreated slowly, they would have been pierced by these stone guns at the moment.

"Puff -"

Chen Qiaoqiao, who jumped up, turned white and spewed several mouthfuls of blood. Her chest heaved violently, and the fuzzy and sticky plasma in her throat robbed her life like suffocation.

"Qiaoqiao -"

Han Fei's eyes were red and he held Qiaoqiao in his arms. He gave full play to his speed and retreated quickly.

"Scared?" The voice of the fierce ghost echoed. Han Fei shot tens of thousands of sharp stone guns in the backward direction. The whole ground shook and slowly lifted up. A strange man with sharp spines on his back stood up and howled at Han Fei, "stay with me!"

For a moment, flying sand and stones; For a moment, Han Fei and Chen Qiaoqiao were clamped by those stone gun cages