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Chapter 688 The Self-Imagined Felic, The Horrified Sons Of The Saints

Chapter 688 The Self-Brained Felic, The Frightened Sons

bang! bang!

Boom!

The white fist turned into a wolf-shaped phantom covering the whole body. Seeing the flaming long knives slashing from the outside world again and again, Feilige's eyes were full of arrogance.

The siege of the two sons made it impossible for Felic to fight back. He knew all the enemies. The last defeat was Marilot, and the other was the son of the Haulf family, Yehrig.

They are old opponents, but after this dungeon, it is hard to say whether these two people will still exist!

Fei Lige firmly believes that he will be the one who will be promoted this time!

That Son of God is so powerful, this victory is already in his pocket!

If he performed well this time, maybe that Son of God will look at him differently. The reason why he hasn't come to support him now must be to see how strong he is!

Filige didn't complain in his heart that the Son of God didn't support him. He believed that this was Li Mu's test, to see if he could withstand the pressure of the two Sons of the same level!

Guarded by the fist gang, watching Marilot and Yerig who are attacking hard, Fei Lige's eyes are full of ridicule, how can the two trash know the great burden in his heart?

Stared at by Felig's mocking eyes, Marilot and Yerig were furious. This f*cked Felig is too resistant. The two of them attacked with all their strength for a long time, and half of their magic power was consumed. This guy His Gang Qi doesn't look weak at all.

"Trash! I'm defeated. If it wasn't for Yerig, I would have crushed your neck with my own hands this time!" With a grinning grin, Felic looked at Marilot contemptuously, stepping on the other's dignity without hesitation. At the feet, pour a bucket of boiling oil on the opponent's anger.

"Grass!"

Being ridiculed, Marilot's lungs were about to explode, especially the contemptuous gaze of the other party, as if he was a loser, if he hadn't been distracted last time, how could he have lost to

!

"Today I will let you die! I must chop off your head!"

With a roar, the flames on the long knife billowed, and the attack became fierce in an instant. Yerig next to him also had a bad expression. Although he didn't taunt him, but the two of them teamed up, and the other party still had the strength to taunt him. Trampling on dignity!

"Death to my Son!"

It has to be said that the fighting strength of the two who were enraged soared, and Felig had already consumed almost all of his magic power. After being hit by such a violent attack, the white aura was instantly shattered, and he himself was seriously injured and flew upside down.

"Filig!"

On the other side, Qin Baichuan, who was also besieged by the two Holy Sons, exclaimed and wanted to help, but the attacks of Lei Te and another Holy Son in front of him made him unable to escape at all.

"Pfft, cough cough cough!"

Hitting the wall, the alloy steel plate, which cannot be damaged by missiles, was dented. Filige spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, his breath was weak, and his face was pale.

"Today is your death day!"

The long knife was pointed at Felic's face, and Marilot gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

"Yerrig, he ordered me to attack!"

Beside, Yehrig will naturally not let go easily, just kidding, this is the head of the Holy Son, every Holy Son needs to be promoted, this is the nameplate that marks the military exploits!

"Marilot, do you think I'm stupid? This is the head of the Holy Son, do you think I'm an ordinary genius?"

Marilot frowned at the strange sarcasm, fixed his eyes on Felix, hesitated for a moment and said:

"I can help you kill a holy son, as long as you call, I will be there immediately, how about it? It doesn't count if you don't succeed, I swear by my blood!"

Nodding in satisfaction, Yerig got the answer he wanted, took a step back, and gave way to Marilot.

Da da da

The sound of crisp footsteps seemed to ring in everyone's heart, and the faces of everyone present changed. Even Marilot, who wanted to cut off Filige's head, stopped and stepped back subconsciously.

Look vigilantly in the direction of the third-floor entrance.

There, a tall purple figure walked over leisurely, with a strange smile on his bewitching face, watching Marilot and the others feel very uneasy.

"Your Highness...Your Highness, it's Felig who is incompetent."

Felico naturally saw Jiulonger approaching. As a woman next to Li Mu, her status is naturally higher than that of ordinary saint sons. Everyone knows the truth of the third-rank official in front of the prime minister.

A figure flashed past, and Qin Baichuan, who had escaped from the battle group, pulled Feili aside, and said in a low voice:

"Your Highness, the subordinate is incompetent, and there are too many people on the other side."

Looking sideways at the two of them, Jiu Long'er recognized them. These two seemed to be his teammates this time, the masters who worked for the master.

The killing intent in her heart subsided, Jiu Long'er dispelled the idea of ​​wanting to kill the two of them with one finger, hummed slightly, and said:

"Understood, back off.

The two of Feilige wanted to remind them, but in the end they didn't dare to speak. As the people around Shenzi, they should have very good cards.

Marilot and the others saw the actions of Filigue and the others. They had an impression of Jiulonger. After all, when Li Mu appeared on the stage, there was a lot of movement, and the appearance of the women was really eye-catching.

I can't figure out where Jiulong'er came from, but seeing how respectful that reckless man Fei Lige is, it's probably very difficult to deal with.

Considering that Li Mu and his group have not made a move yet, Marilot, who was very disturbed, said in a low voice:

"Let's withdraw first, the goal has been achieved, this place is too weird."

Lei Te and the others had no objection, they looked at Jiu Long'er warily, and stepped back.

The eyes suddenly focused, and the four retreating people instantly attracted Jiulong'er's attention. The four prey who were somewhat strong wanted to escape, how could she let them go so easily?

The beauty faded up, the high heels fell, and the sudden loss of the target surprised the four of Marilot.

Pooh!

"Uh...cough cough...uh...I...." 797

The muffled and near-death sounds that almost came from around made the hairs of the three of them explode, and they suddenly scattered and pushed away.

Beside them, the holy son of another family was strung together like candied haws. The black tail blade was long and sharp, like a death scythe, shining with a cold light.

The tail made of exoskeleton is very long, protruding from behind the purple woman just now.

A holy son of the same qualification was instantly killed without even seeing his movements. Such a terrifying scene made the three of Marilot feel chilling.

Thinking of Felic's title and respectful attitude just now, a crazy idea appeared in their minds.

This is a goddess!

No wonder he is called His Highness by the Holy Son, no wonder he is so respectful! It turns out that there is a goddess in the other side's camp, that bastard Felig!

As the person concerned, Fei Lige is also at a loss now. With the support of Qin Baichuan, he stared blankly at the Shengzi who was instantly killed in the field. He didn't know the strength of the opponent, but as a Shengzi, he shouldn't be bad, right?

?A face-to-face meeting, and he was instantly killed without even resisting?

Turning his head stiffly to look at Qin Baichuan, he happened to meet Qin Baichuan's gaze, and they both understood each other's meaning in an instant.

"This Highness is actually a high-ranking goddess!"

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