[69 Book Bar-www.] A new day has begun. The second day after entering the Fantasy Beast Forest has just begun, but a fierce battle has already started!
The battle does not come from the phantom beast, but from humans.
The young boy tightly pinched the sword in his hand, looked at his opponent coldly, and his eyes were fixed on the deadliest position on them, with spiritual power, rapid mobilization, elemental power, and crazy operation!
"What is Mr. Duanmu going to do?"
Feng Chi looked at Duanmu Mengwen outside the encirclement calmly. It seemed that he didn't see the entire young man in the encirclement, but just stared at Duanmu Mengwen lightly, obviously waiting for his answer.
At this moment, there were only seven people on Fengchi's side, while there were more than ten people on Duanmu Mengwen's side. Moreover, as time passed, more and more people had surrounded him.
Duanmu Mengwen smiled very lightly and elegantly. He and Feng Chi both had the elegant smiles of the princes of the aristocratic family. However, the smile on Duanmu Mengwen's face was more flawless, while Feng Chi had more
Random and real.
"What am I doing? Haha, what can I do? Of course, I am helping you to clean up those phantom beasts. There are only seven of you, and there are about a dozen phantom beasts here. If you don't help you, wouldn't you have a lot of phantom beasts?
Are there any major casualties?”
Duanmu Mengwen smiled, waved her hand, and suddenly waved her hand to her subordinates: "The situation is urgent, why don't you take action?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the teenagers surrounding him shouted loudly and rushed into the battle circle. The so-called dozens of phantom beasts were just ordinary beasts that Feng Chi and the others caught and ate.
But now, these phantom beasts that have long become corpses have become excuses for these people. When the boys received the order, they immediately rushed in like wolves and tigers, attacking the seven people!
There was no suspense in such a battle with more than a dozen people. The boys around Feng Chi fell down one by one and were seriously injured!
Each of them fell down in the same way - they used up all their strength and fell to the ground with their strength off!
When they used up all their spiritual power, they used their fists and feet, and their hands and feet to break, and they hit their bodies and bite them with their teeth! These young men who had been on the battlefield used their fierce methods to make those enemies who had killed others lenient.
stand up!
When Feng Chi fell down the last time, they all felt relieved. Looking at the military teenagers who had become reptiles and stared at the eyes of wild wolfs, they immediately became angry and ignorant.
, step on their heads, step on their faces, spit on them, insulted them...
A young man standing next to Duanmu Mengwen walked quickly to Fengchi, dragged Fengchi out of the pool of blood, and threw it at Duanmu Mengwen's feet.
"By the way, why didn't you see Mr. Chu?" Duanmu Mengwen smiled, raised her robe and squatted down.
Feng Chi pulled the corner of his mouth coldly, and a faint smile flashed across his handsome face. He shook his soft shoulders and sat up from the ground with difficulty, yelled softly, and spat out.
Looking at the blood and saliva on Duanmu Mengwen's face, he smiled.
"Young Master Duanmu is indeed a hypocrite. Mr. Feng admires him very much." He laughed and said in admiration.
His shoulders were removed, and his body was poisoned, so he could not move naturally. He looked up at the two expressionless boys standing beside Duanmu Mengwen, and there was no slight anger of betrayal on his face.
These two teenagers are his guards. If they hadn't temporarily turned against each other and poisoned them, perhaps they might have been able to break out.
Duanmu Mengwen lowered his head and smiled indifferently. He slowly wiped the stains on his face. The moment he looked up, he slapped him in the face and said lightly: "Is Chu Kuang... dead?"
"Of course the young master is not dead." Feng Chi smiled apologetically, "It really disappointed Young Master Duanmu."
"Oh, I guess he didn't die so easily." Duanmu Mengwen's eyes flashed, and he reached out to pinch Feng Chi's neck and smiled faintly, "Tell me where everyone else has gone, I can let you
Death is a little more enjoyable.”
Feng Chi just smiled faintly and lay on the ground and pinched his neck. Although his face turned red, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.
"Ah, I forgot, Feng Chi, you are known as the "Iron Blood Confucian General", how could you be afraid of death?" Duanmu Mengwen said depressed and waved his hand.
After a while, a young man covered in blood was brought up. Feng Chi's eyes narrowed slightly and he didn't say anything.
"I heard that the Chu family has a general intent from top to bottom. The Chu family often claims to regard the soldiers as their own brothers. For the sake of their own brothers, they even sucked the suppurated wounds themselves, and even went to the enemy camp alone to kill the enemy three enemies.
Thousands of people to avenge the soldiers…”
Duanmu Mengwen said, while letting go of Feng Chi's hand that was pinching Feng Chi's neck, raised his foot and stepped hard on the back of the seriously injured boy's hand!
With just one kick, he cut his fingers off!
"Now, your soldiers are suffering because of your reasons... What would you, as the direct descendant of the Chu family, do?"
"ah!"
A short scream came from the boy's mouth, but it was soon suppressed by him and made a painful purr.
"Haha, the dogs that came out of Chu Jiaxun are indeed tough guys." Duanmu Mengwen smiled elegantly, raised her foot, placed it on the boy's other hand, looked down at Feng Chi, and said lightly:
"How do you choose?"
"Captain...I...I'm not willing to die!" The young man stared at hissing, with a young face full of fearless strength, "I can't...betray for me...
Young Master!”
"Crack!"
After stomping down, the boy's face suddenly turned red, he gritted his teeth and became convulsive. He trembled, trembled, stared at his split eyes, staring at him tightly:
"Don't...betray the young master for me!"
"Stone!" Feng Chi looked at the boy's distorted face with a bloody look, and his whole body trembled. This is his comrade-in-arms who is as close as a brother, but now he is so humiliated and tortured in front of him.
, but he had no choice but to be able to love? How can he bear the love?
"No!" Shi Tou stared at him tightly, only these two words were in his mouth!
"Haha, it seems that the Iron Blood Confucian General is indeed an Iron Blood Confucian General. He would rather watch his brother bleeding than save him. Haha, it's so cruel!" Duanmu Mengwen chuckled, squatted down and reached out to grab the stone.
Her long hair was stained with blood, pulled back hard, and she smiled very well.
"Come on, let's take a look at you, the unkind captain, and don't be his soldier in the next life."
"don't want!"
Feng Chi shouted, and nowhere did he know how to get the strength suddenly jumped up from the ground, but everything was futile.
Soon someone rushed up and kicked him to the ground, and then stepped on his face with one foot. He gasped heavily, watching the boy wrapping elements in Duanmu Mengwen.