A thunderous strike arrives in an instant.
Fierce killing intent erupted from the gun blade, hitting Xiao Chen's heart like a substance.
Click.
Even with Xiao Chen's body-protecting aura, it was a little unbearable and it instantly collapsed.
Just when the tip of the spear broke through the protective aura and was about to tear Xiao Chen's skin, muscles and bones apart, his figure... suddenly disappeared.
When the Holy Son saw Xiao Chen disappearing out of thin air, his expression changed drastically.
His decisive blow failed just like that?
impossible!
Not to mention the younger generation, even the top giants were caught off guard and had to suffer on the spot!
Where are people?
The Holy Son subconsciously put away his gun, unable to conceal his shock, and glanced around.
Swish.
The moment he put away his gun, Xiao Chen, who had just disappeared out of thin air, appeared again.
At the same time, a sharp sword intent enveloped the Holy Son.
"kill!"
With a loud shout, the bone knife burned with light blue flames and slashed down hard.
The terrifying murderous intent filled Xiao Chen's body and shot straight into the sky.
"not good!"
The face of the Holy Son changed again, and his body retreated violently.
However, how could Xiao Chen avoid this fatal blow so easily.
Even if he wanted to block it with a gun, it would still be difficult to do so.
The sword energy broke through the Holy Son's body-protecting energy and struck him on the body.
"ah!"
The Holy Son screamed in pain, and a wound of more than ten centimeters appeared on his shoulder.
This is only if his reaction is fast enough and his defense is strong enough, otherwise this knife would be enough to split him in half!
Blood spilled, the Holy Son staggered back, and even the spear in his hand fell to the ground.
Xiao Chen would not let go of this opportunity to seriously injure the Holy Son, so he followed him like a shadow.
He raised the knife and lowered it, wanting to strike again with thunder.
"Xiao Chen!"
The Holy Son roared, seeing that he couldn't escape, he could only summon
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His folding fan was in front of him.
The small folding fan instantly became more than one meter tall, like a shield, blocking the incoming bone knife.
And he also took the opportunity to retreat again, looking a little panicked.
After he stabilized his body, he became a little angry. He was actually injured?
Not only was he injured, he felt panicked and scared at that moment... This was a shame in his opinion!
How could he, the dignified Holy Son, be panicked and afraid!
It's so inappropriate for this kind of emotion to appear on him!
"Hmm? Good stuff."
Xiao Chen stabbed him several times without breaking the folding fan, and his eyes were strange.
The next second, he slapped the folding fan with his left hand.
Swish.
The bone ring burst out with light, and with a tyrannical devouring power, it abruptly severed the connection between the folding fan and the Holy Son, and took it in.
Xiao Chen looked happy and secretly exclaimed, "Boss Fuxi is awesome."
This is not the first time that he has stolen someone's magic weapon on the battlefield.
As long as he can touch it, regardless of whether contact is established, he can be forced to take it in.
I won’t say whether it can be used or not. Anyway, I’ll confiscate it first.
"impossible!"
The Holy Son, who had calmed down, was stunned when he saw the disappearing folding fan.
Where is his fan?
This fan of his is no ordinary fan, but a top-notch defensive magic weapon.
It was his master who sent it to him for self-defense!
Having established a connection with him, you can follow his thoughts, otherwise you wouldn't have been summoned by him in an instant and blocked in front of you.
The result...is gone?
He tried to communicate with the folding fan, but was shocked to find that... he couldn't communicate at all.
The fan seemed to be infinitely far away from him, making them
The connection was broken.
In other words, fans... are no longer in this world?
What a means!
"Are you looking for your fan? There's no need to look for it, it's mine."
Xiao Chen felt a lot happy when he saw the expression on the Holy Son's face.
Just now... he was also shocked.
He almost couldn't avoid that shot, and he almost ended up dead.
Not only can’t the body move, but also the soul can’t move.
Fortunately, he thought of the bone ring. The soul cannot use it, but the mind can.
The moment the gun fell, he entered the bone ring and avoided the fatal blow.
Then, he appeared in an instant and caught the Holy Son off guard.
"Xiao Chen, where did you take my fan?"
The Holy Son glared at Xiao Chen and gritted his teeth.
"Want to know? Kneel down and call 'Dad' and I will tell you."
After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he felt some pain in his chest. When he lowered his head, he saw that the left chest was stained red with blood.
he got hurt.
That shot broke through his defense and penetrated his clothes, skin and muscles.
If it were a little later, he would be seriously injured or not dead!
"I've changed my mind. Even if you kneel down and call me daddy, I won't let you off lightly."
Xiao Chen looked at the red-stained clothes and his voice became colder.
"court death!"
The Holy Son took out a porcelain bottle and poured the powder inside into the wound.
"Xiao Chen, if you didn't hide just now, that shot would have been enough to kill you."
"Aren't you talking nonsense? Why are you still hiding? If you didn't hide, the knife just now could kill you."
To be continued...