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Chapter 1608

“Buzz…”

The protective cover like a turtle shell trembled slightly, and a layer of golden light emitted, which looked a little dazzling against the backdrop of the flames.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

The amazingly powerful dragon of flames finally hit Lu Chen's protective cover.

In an instant, flames flew everywhere and heat waves surged.

A hot breath spread instantly with the impact point as the center, sweeping across the Zuixiang Tower.

"Boom!"

Zuixiang Tower began to tremble violently, and a large number of decorations were shaken off.

The cyan tiles on the top were also smashing down like it was raining.

The flames that had previously exploded quickly ignited the surrounding wooden buildings.

"Quick! Put out the fire!"

The madam didn't care about anything else and immediately directed the Zuixiang Tower staff to start extinguishing the fire everywhere.

It’s really a fight between gods and mortals suffer.

Lu Chen and Han Feiyang had a few random matches, and Zuixiang Tower was in a mess.

If we continue to fight like this, the entire Zuixiang Tower will be demolished into ruins.

Unlike the fire-fighting staff, the melon-eating crowd is looking for Lu Chen's figure.

After the impact just now, the pit underground became bigger and deeper.

The fire lingers in the pit, smoke and dust are everywhere, and there are ruins.

"Hahaha... I'm dead! The man surnamed Lu finally died!"

Seeing that there was no response in the pit, Feng Miaozhu thought Lu Chen had been crushed to pieces and couldn't help laughing out loud, looking particularly excited.

"Hmph! I deserve it! This is the end of going against us!" Wang Zixuan sneered repeatedly, very proud.

How could a mere loser beat a pride like Han Feiyang?

It's only a matter of time before failure or death.

Her big troubles were finally solved.

"call......"

Just as the two women were smiling happily, a gust of cold wind suddenly rose, and the flames in the pit were blown out instantly.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Chen, with a calm face, slowly walked out of the smoke and dust.

Without death or serious injury, he came out intact.

Up and down, except for the charred corners of the clothes, they were almost completely damaged.

"ah?"

Seeing this scene, the smiles on Wang Zixuan and Feng Miaozhu's faces froze.

The two of them widened their eyes, looking like they saw a ghost.

"How...how is it possible?"

"Lu Chen...is not dead?!"

Wang Zixuan and the others were stunned and could not accept it at all.

Han Feiyang's attack just now was enough to kill Lu Chen into a scum, why did the other party have nothing to do?

Wouldn't they be happy?

Not only Wang Zixuan and the others were surprised, but all the audiences present seemed very surprised.

The power of the Fire God’s rage just now was obvious to everyone. Normally, Lu Chen could not survive.

But things are so bizarre that Lu Chen not only survived, but also remained unscathed.

"The God of Fire is angry, it's really extraordinary, and it almost hurts me."

Lu Chen reached out and flicked the gray at the corner of his armband, looking light and light.

I have to admit that Han Feiyang is very strong, and the attack just now has reached the level of a master.

Even the Fire God’s Rage is so strong. Wouldn’t it be even more terrifying when the third move Thunder God’s Rage and the fourth move Lightning God’s Rage?

He is now looking forward to it.
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