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Chapter 4890 not alone

The sound of the flute changed again and the tune changed.

The female puppet, who was originally allowed to be slaughtered by Feng Chenglin, suddenly jumped up, rushed away Feng Chenglin frantically, and rushed towards Ling Luoyu.

"Oh... I dare to come to me!"

A thin light appeared in Ling Luoyu's eyes, his fingertips moved slightly, and his soul blade flew toward the female puppet that was rushing up.

"Fatty, avoid it!"

Feng Chenglin hurriedly retreated: "You wait..."

Ling Luoyu means that he wants to attack these female puppets by cutting the mess with a quick knife.

Imagining the disgusting body fluids in the female puppets, he hurriedly avoided them.

Otherwise, if you don’t die, you will be injured, and it will be more than worth the loss!

Behind him, the soul blade slashed at the female puppets fiercely.

Wherever the soul blade passes, the corpse flies and body fluids splash.

Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank in the distance, and he immediately laughed out loud: "After all, it's a magic weapon, it's really unique to use!"

However, before the praise was finished, the soul blade suddenly changed direction and rushed towards his hiding place.

His words suddenly stopped and he quickly rushed back.

"Bang!"

The soul blade hit the huge rock where he was hiding, and the stone shattered in response to the sound.

Ling Luoyu's purpose was to force Zhao Sheng out.

Successfully, no more pursuit.

"Friends, what's the point of hiding and watching the fun? Why don't you come out and play together..." Ling Luoyu stood gracefully, with his fingertips lightly hooked to recall the soul blade.

Feng Chenglin rushed into the pile of corpses of the female puppet: "I said...brother, are you still here?"

Wherever you see, there are fragments of corpses, which look disgusting.

I don’t know if that immortal guy died this time!

"puff"

A body was pushed away, and the man showed half of his body in a mess.

“Not yet…”

If he could die so easily, it would be God's favor for him.

but--

"I said, the weapon used by that brother... seems unusual. I wonder if I can do me a favor?"

“What’s the busy thing?”

"Can you kill me... see if I can die!"

"...You'd better go find her in person!"

Feng Chenglin shook his hand, threw back the raised body, and walked straight past-

He was still worried that this guy would accidentally be injured under the soul blade!

Unexpectedly, they were asking for death by themselves!

Since that's the case, that's all that!

The man was a little confused: "What's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing?"

Seeing that Feng Chenglin had already walked away, he quickly looked around and stood up and chased after him.

After being forced out by the soul blade, Zhao Sheng did not hide anymore, but stood on the treetops and glanced at Ling Luoyu and others from a high place.

"Boy, you forced me out. You want to ask for forgiveness and let me spare your life?"

"Beg for mercy? You are in our palms now, right?" Feng Chenglin laughed exaggeratedly and pointed behind him: "Look at your subordinates... those puppets are all dead in our hands! Do you think that those puppets can't handle us, you can handle it alone?"

Zhao Sheng's laughter was comparable to Feng Chenglin's: "Haha... do you think I will do it alone to deal with you three?"

Feng Chenglinhuo was so hot that he laughed louder: "What? Do you have any helpers now? Could it be the brothers on your mountain? Please, these puppets are not our opponents. Do you think... your brothers can withstand our attacks?!"
Chapter completed!
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