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She hoped that Chen Yu could escape, and then came together with Mo Yanyan to kill Deng Jiuchao and avenge her.

She would rather die, she would never be pushed by Deng Jiuchao.

"Take me another palm!"

Deng Jiuchao tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a sullen smile, and patted Chen Yu with a palm.

"Ignorance, come on, Weeping Blood Sword, Tornado!"

Chen Yu drank and swung a sword.

A blood-red tornado rose from the soles of his feet, sucking the strong palm wind that enveloped him.

Offset in pairs!

The wind dispersed, and people realized that Chen Yu was still standing in place, the wounds on his body had started to stop bleeding and scab, and the skin was still faintly exuding golden light.

"Well, are you still a human being?"

Seeing Chen Yu recovering from his injuries so quickly, Deng Jiuchao's eyes widened astonished by the heavens.

"Why tell you, let me go for the last time, let go of my junior sister, and leave your corpse."

Chen Yu once again pointed at Deng Jiuchao with Weeping Blood Sword, gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice.

"Haha, that is the case, it seems that the rumors are true."

Deng Jiuchao laughed suddenly, let go of Lu Xiaoya, and stared at Chen Yu with greedy eyes, "I heard that your kid's blood can cure all kinds of poisons, has strong self-healing ability, and got the Dragon Soul Armor in Hongyan Country, you The kid is full of treasures, I want to double repair with you, listen to you, hahaha."

Deng Jiuchao looked up to the sky madly and laughed wildly, ignoring Lu Xiaoya who was flying towards Chen Yu.

Previously, his mind was entirely on Mo Yanyan's Lu Xiaoya, ignoring the rumors about Chen Yu in the arena.

The fact is also true. Chen Yu has a dragon soul armor body, and the seemingly bloody injuries are extremely severe, but in fact they are just skin injuries.

The Dragon Soul Armor was hidden under the skin, blocking more than 90% of his attack power.

Deng Jiuchao didn't hurt Chen Yu's life in two shots, and naturally revealed the fact that he was seriously injured.

He is the best!

"Shao Te, disgusting Lao Tzu, can two men double repair?"

Chen Yu shielded Lu Xiaoya, who was rushing, behind him, glaring at Deng Jiuchao.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and pushed Lu Xiaoya out, "Junior Sister, go further and see how the brother is sober today."

"Who said that two men can't double repair, I can suck you with my mouth."

Deng Jiuchao licked his lips and smiled.

Chen Yu stared at Deng Jichao's lips, and was instantly nauseated and wanted to vomit.

He has no interest in men's lips, only beautiful women's lips.

Chen Yu and Deng Jiuchao didn't rush to do it, and when Lu Xiaoya was a little further away, they didn't want her to suffer from the fishing pond.

When Lu Xiaoya ran about a kilometer away, Chen Yu smiled coldly, jumped up high, and slashed out with a vicious sword, "Weeping blood sword, bloody thunderball!"

Jian Gang gushed out and instantly turned into a bloody thunderball the size of a water tank and slammed into Deng Jiuchao.

Deng Jiuchao smiled disdainfully, and waved the folding fan in his hand. The strong wind rose out of thin air and instantly smashed the blood-colored thunderball.

Immediately afterwards, his figure flashed, turned into a afterimage, flashed to Chen Yu in an instant, and pinched his neck.

Chen Yu reacted very quickly and slashed out with a sword, forcing Deng Jiuchao back.

"The reaction is not slow, it's a super master!"

Zheng Jiuchao threw the folding fan into the air, with his hands bent into claws, he grabbed Chen Yu again and again.

Several strands of gang energy gathered in the air and turned into a huge palm to grab and shoot at Chen Yu.

The palm of his hand was about the size of a big truck, and he caught it with overwhelming power, with the pressure of a powerful hegemon.

This trick, Zheng Jiuchao is inevitable, must hit and contain Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was terrified and backed off quickly, while swinging several swords again and again, "Weeping Blood Sword, the wall of ten thousand swords!"

A blood-red city wall appeared out of thin air, and hit the huge palm!

boom!

The huge palm grasped on the blood-red city wall, followed by a loud burst of breath, and dissipated at the same time.

"God, this is too powerful, right?"

Lu Xiaoya who watched the battle from a distance stared at her beautiful eyes and muttered to herself.

The blow he was determined to win was easily resolved by Chen Yu, Deng Jiuchao's expression instantly fuse, and he turned and fled.

After several shots, his spiritual power has been exhausted, and if he continues to fight, he must be consumed to death.

"Want to escape, have you asked about the Weeping Blood Sword in my hand?"

Chen Yu smiled coldly, and flew out the Weeping Blood Sword with his hand, "Weeping Blood Sword, chased by thousands of miles!"

The Weeping Blood Sword turned into a blood-red light and flew away through the air.

"Deng Jiuchao, take your life!"

At the same time, Mo Yanyan suddenly flew over and slapped Deng Jiuchao from the air, stopping him.

Fleeing quickly was blocked, Deng Jiuchao was not able to avoid Mo Yanyan's strong palm wind before he was caught by the Weeping Blood Sword cave that was chased by the tail.

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, Mo Yanyan's strong palm wind hit, and a palm shot Deng Jiuchao from the air, smashing to the ground fiercely.

spray!

Deng Jiuchao spurted blood, sat up, and stared at Mo Yanyan who was slowly falling in disbelief, "Junior Sister, you recovered so quickly, I, I..."

Don't look down!

It's fine to meet Chen Yu, a Xiaoqiang who can't be killed. Deng Jiuchao died and didn't understand why Mo Yanyan recovered so quickly.

The power of her palm is comparable to her heyday.

Mo Yanyan recovered 70% to 80% of her strength, but Deng Jiuchao only recovered less than 20%.

"There are so many things you don't know. You can't live by committing sins!"

Chen Yu stepped forward and kicked Deng Jiuchao a few feet, "Isn't it okay to practice my practice outside? I have to run to trouble us. Isn't it tired of life and death?"

"For the sake of being the same door, you can bury him!"

Mo Yanyan stared at Deng Jiuchao's dead body that could no longer die, and shook his head slightly sadly.

They used to practice martial arts together, steal alcohol and drink together, but the hearts of the people will always change!

At the same time, in a cave ten million away, Lin Wan'er, who was practising cross-legged meditation, suddenly opened her eyes and muttered to herself: "I saved your life as a teacher back then. I never thought you would still die!"

After that, she squinted her eyes again, looking like she was wandering beyond the sky.

Ying Mo Yanyan told Chen Yu to throw a pit to bury Deng Jiuchao, and found a sheepskin book while dragging the body.

"Lady, the serious harm is gone, let's go home and drink to celebrate."

Holding the sheepskin booklet, Chen Yu strode towards Mo Yanyan and Lu Xiaoya who were waiting not far away with a smile.

"Ah, shameless!"

Not waiting for Chen Yu to approach, Lu Xiaoya exclaimed, turned her face and ran away.

"Why am I shameless?"

Chen Yu muttered to himself depressed.

Mo Yanyan pointed at Chen Yu's pants with a blushing face, "Don't you think it's particularly cool?"

Chen Yu subconsciously glanced at it, only to realize that he was not wearing a piece of clothing.

All his clothes were torn to pieces by Deng Jiuchao.

"Hey, it's much cooler like this, lady, or else you take off all your clothes and cool off with your husband."