This is a monster. A monster that scares him very much.

He wants him to die.

He wants to die.

At this time, he had no choice but to hide his breath anymore. Even his movements were too big, and the spear tip was already carrying a whistling sound.

Seeing the target that was so close, his heart suddenly relaxed.

Even if he fights back, it's too late—

Swish-

Fu Fengxue turned around at 180 degrees. The hem of his green robe was thrown into a thunderous sound.

When the long sword is swung out, it is not an immortal from the sky.

The silver refinery that ignited the night sky flashed again, and blood flowers splattered everywhere.

Then everything returned to peace.

The ghost shadow fell into nothing, and his body staggered forward for a few steps before he stood firm.

He stared blankly at his arm, the arm holding a short gun.

Clang-

The short gun was still in his hand, and his entire right arm fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!