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Chapter 82

American style residence

Author: Why not fly

American style residence

Yan Lao Er was furious and the three corpse gods were furious. The saber he swung out helplessly and blocked the attacking spear steadily.

At the same time, he was about to scold Boss Yan. After so long, why can't he even deal with a young boy? He even let him interfere with him repeatedly and repeatedly, and he is simply useless.

But he suddenly noticed Boss Yan who was lying on the ground. Blood was flowing out of his eyes. The large area of ​​land under his head had been stained with blood, and it was obviously dead.

He didn't understand what was going on. Boss Yan had been suppressing Chen Fei. Judging from the situation of the two of them, it should be only a matter of time before they could take it down. Why was he suddenly killed silently?

Just as Yan Lao Er was stunned, the death row prisoner who seemed to be at slaughtering suddenly exploded and took action, slashing towards his neck with a horizontal slash.

The speed and strength at this time were even faster and more violent than when they were in good condition before.

The death row prisoner, who had already curled his blade in his hand, cut into Yan Lao Er's neck with extremely powerful force and fierce wind. With a sharp sound of bone friction, the blade slashed past and cut his head. Down.

His head rolled to the ground, and after a few turns, he stopped. The broken opening of Yan Lao Er's headless body was gushing out blood, splashing red as the clothes of the death row prisoner walking.

The death row prisoner who cut out this knife walked, Yang Tian roared angrily, venting his anger that had been suppressed before.

After roaring, he was exhausted all over. The Park Knife in his hand could no longer hold it and fell to the ground. At the same time, his heavy body also fell straight to the ground.

If Chen Fei hadn't had sharp eyes and seeing his chest still fluctuated, he would have thought he was exhausted.

The incident happened so quickly that no one could react. When he heard the roar of the death row prisoner walking, he looked over, Yan Laoer's head had long been separated from his body.

The flip was too sudden and no one knew what happened.

Only the Death Prisoner walked around and knew that he was not pretending, but was really fighting to the point of losing his strength, but he was holding the last trump card in his hand, and he wanted to wait until Yan Lao Er approached and then fight to the death.

If the raid cannot be successful, he will have to die on the spot, and the outcome will only be in a moment.

But fortunately, Chen Fei's spear's help not only interrupted Yan Laoer's offensive, but also made him distracted, so he no longer had to bet on his life.

And his trump card is:

【Skill: Adrenaline burst】

【Genre: Active Skill】

【Quality: Excellent】

[Effect: Inspire adrenaline, burst out into the strongest state that the current physical attribute can present within 1-10 seconds, and fall into a weak state after the effect ends. The duration is determined by the current physical state, and the degree of weakness is determined by the current physical state]

【Consumption: None】

【Cooldown time: None】

【Note: In critical moments, the best thing you have to do is the adrenal gland, not the prostate gland]

Chen Fei curled his lips and was bothering you, who were the output positions, and he stole the limelight after stealing the lead. No matter how great the assistance was, Is it that difficult to say "Thank you, Dad" to me before falling into a coma?

Drawing out his spear, Shen Fei ran to the outside of the battlefield at full speed.

Although the three ordinary bodyguards seem to be the most critical one, the magician is here to take care of them, and the thugs will not be able to kill them quickly for a while.

However, if the musket outside the battlefield fires another shot, another person may fall down and get rid of the long range first, so that everyone will not be afraid of fighting.

Hei Du Zhang had already completed the loading of two muskets, and the third pole was loading, but Chen Fei had already rushed towards him.

He hurriedly lifted the filled musket and prepared to aim, but found that Chen Fei had been blown by the strong wind and could not tell the direction, so he did not have the ability to continue to approach him.

It turned out that Yan Laosan, whose eyes were red, crazily activated all the Qingfeng Talismans regardless of their own spiritual power consumption. More than a dozen Qingfeng Talismans were superimposed, which made everyone feel a little unable to open their eyes for a moment.

He was on the outside of the battlefield and watched his two brothers be killed, but he was powerless. At that moment, he only hated Chen, the one who killed Qiandao, and killed his two brothers. Who would wipe his butt in the future?

But then he thought that when the two of them died, he could take over the money saved by the three brothers, and he was not so angry for a while.

He left the used Qingfeng Talisman in resentment, weighed the situation for a while, and found that Jin Er's side could not beat him. He turned around decisively, used his light body technique, and turned around and ran away.

Chen Fei barely opened his eyes and saw this scene. He wanted to chase him. Although he could do it lightly, Yan Laosan's speed was much slower than Yan Laosan. Chen Fei was sure to catch up with him.

However, the strong wind created by more than a dozen Qingfeng Talises has a tail left for a long time, and it is difficult for Shenfei to move.

Just after just running for two steps, Chen Fei's hair suddenly stood up, and a sense of crisis enveloped his whole body.

He said something secretly that it was not good, and Chen Fei rushed to the side.

However, the wind speed was too high, and his movements were slow, and this dodging action could not be completed.

"Bang"

The fourth time the sound of the musket sounded, and the sound came with the projectile hitting Shen Fei’s chest.

The moment he pulled the trigger, Black Donkey Zhang raised a relaxed smile, and the tension that was approached by Chen Fei just now eased. He was confident in his accurate head.

Unexpectedly, the projectile hit Chen Fei, and then a ball of blood mist exploded, which might not be fatal in one blow, but it doesn't matter. There is another loaded musket.

However, a yellow light burst out in Chen Fei's chest, blocking the impact of the projectile. At the same time, a piece of talisman paper on Chen Fei's waist dissipated and the color became darker.

It was the first script mission that the little fat Taoist priest gave him audacious talisman paper.

[Name: Dunjia Talisman (primary)]

【Type: Consumable】

【Quality: Normal】

【Effect: Can withstand a low-level damage】

【Consumption: None】

【Conditions for use: carry with you】

[Note: We still don't know the name of the little Taoist priest we saw that day]

As the wind stopped, the projectile fell to the ground freely.

Black Donkey Zhang looked at the scene in front of him incredibly. This was beyond his understanding. He was extremely shocked. What kind of evil method is this?

However, years of fighting experience made him subconsciously switch to another musket and aim again.

Without the interference of the strong wind, Chen Fei could naturally take action normally. Seeing that the other party was about to draw his gun and aim, Chen Fei was not willing to be outdone.

You have to compare American style guest games, right? I can draw the gun quickly, and I don’t have to get it from the gun holster. How do you compare with me?

Hei Du Zhang needed to pick up another musket at his feet, while Chen Fei only needed to move his mind and exhale it out of the system backpack. The result was clear at a glance and he won.

"Swoosh~"

A pleasant howling sound came out, and a special anesthesia bullet hit the black donkey in the chest.

His chest was hurting, knowing that he had lost the gun in this wave. He looked down at the anesthesia bullet in his chest, and was still wondering why the bullet would not explode, but his consciousness was gradually drowsy and he collapsed to the ground.

After the special anesthesia bomb hit the black donkey Zhang, Chen Fei kept running towards Yan Laosan who had escaped more than ten steps.

Everyone was in a group just now, and they were just next to me. Now I want to run away, it’s too late!
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