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Chapter 672

"Um?"

Such a change made Chen Feng's face darken. A cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"You are looking for death!"

I thought that after reaching an agreement with Xiang Tianxiao, collecting the Nirvana Fruit would be a sure thing, but I didn't expect that there were speculators hiding in the dark.

Suddenly, the medicine shovel in his hand turned into a long sword and stabbed at the figure quickly.

The fourth-level grandmaster took action with anger. The speed was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye!

Although that figure had the upper hand by relying on a sneak attack, there seemed to be some gap in strength. Just when he was about to grab the Nirvana Fruit in his hand, the sharp sword in Chen Feng's hand had already pierced him in front of him.

If he refuses to let go and insists on grabbing the Nirvana Fruit, he will definitely get a transparent hole in his body!

"asshole!"

With an unwilling roar, the man swayed, gave up on grabbing the Nirvana Fruit, and shot towards the hole in the ceiling in the same direction.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

Chen Feng smiled coldly. He raised his fist and flew into the air!

At the same time, Xiang Tianxiao also appeared in front of the hole in the ceiling: "Who are you? If you dare to peek at my things, you are simply overestimating your ability!"

Facing the flanking attack of two powerful fourth-level masters, the figure swayed again. He barely managed to avoid Chen Feng's attack, but turned around and rushed towards Wu Chengshuang.

"Zhu Bufu, if you dare to go any further, I will make your life worse than death!" Chen Feng saw this, his tongue was like thunder, and he let out a violent shout.

Upon hearing this, the figure visibly froze. He stood still on the spot, and then slowly turned around.

"How did you know it was me?"

As he spoke, he reached out and took off the mask from his face, and it turned out that it was indeed Zhu Bufu.

"Hmph! Not to mention the blood bond between you and me. If I, a fourth-level grandmaster, can't identify you as a low-level guy, wouldn't it be a joke?"

Chen Feng sneered. First he quickly collected the Nirvana Fruit in the jade box, and then looked at Zhu Bufu coldly.

"The moment you showed up, I already knew it was you! If I hadn't been paying attention to the old guy and Guozi before, how could I have allowed you to hide in one side for so long? It seems that you have been planning for a long time, and you must be following me

Revealing the news about the Soul-Returning Grass must be part of your plan! Treat me as a scapegoat and hide in the dark to gain some advantage. Haha, what a good plan!"

"So what?" Zhu Bufu's face was gloomy and unwilling: "The plan failed, I have nothing to say! Tell me, what do you want?"

"I was guilty of escaping in battle before, and now you want to plot against me. What's the use of keeping someone like you? It's simply not a pity to die!"

Chen Feng's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and as he raised his hand, an extremely cold energy suddenly hit Zhu Bufu.

At the same time, the aura and coercion of a high-level warrior was overwhelming and overwhelming.

"Chen, don't bully me too much. Although I am under your control, I will never sit back and die! If you want me to die, you will never have an easy time!"

Sensing Chen Feng's murderous intention, Zhu Bufu knew that things couldn't go well today. He growled angrily and rushed towards Wu Chengshuang not far away again.


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