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Meng Fusheng's face was ugly at this time, and he thought that he could easily win the opponent. At this moment, he was frightened.

For his own strength, Meng Fusheng still has a certain degree of self-confidence, otherwise he will not sit firmly in the boss of Fuguangcheng for so long.

However, the situation at hand is completely beyond the expectations of Meng Fusheng.

Linghe, who was once robbed of property in the face, but who is afraid to fight back, is like a complete change. One by one has become a Jedi killer. Under the siege of five or six people, they can still get the upper hand. Members of the Red Blood Brigade, Mo said that they would take them down, and they would not even have the ability to injure them half an inch.

The speed of those people far exceeds the members of the Red Blood Brigade. Their offense is as fast as lightning, making it impossible to see.

and……

What shocked Meng Fusheng most was the man wearing a scales in front of the monsoon.

Tall, mighty, the weapons in his hand are also the weirdness that Meng Fusheng has never seen before, but the strength of his strength directly makes Meng Fusheng see the back of the cold.

Who has ever seen a monster that can stand in an invincible position?

This person is.

Regardless of whether the Red Blood Brigade attacks the monsoon smoke from any angle, Yang Lan’s figure will appear like a ghost. When the other party is not close to the monsoon smoke, he will kill it.

And a stroke is fatal.

They were all swayed and did not give the members of the Red Blood Brigade a chance to struggle.

What is even more frightening is that within the range of the 7th step of the monsoon body, it is blood-stained, and everyone is strangled seven steps away from the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon smoke, but in the **** hurricane, smiles like a flower, the eyes like laughter and laughter are mixed with evil spirits and arrogant murderousness, sweeping the killing of this scene.

Meng Fusheng has never encountered such a terrible opponent. Even the original hunter who appeared in the army who pursued them did not have such a fast speed.

What exactly are these people coming to?

Meng Fusheng suddenly felt that the scalp was numb, and the situation in front of him raised an ominous premonition in his heart.

Among the bloody, the monsoon smoke is unique, and the body is not stained with blood. Numerous figures are thrown at her again and again, but Yang Yan kills her seven steps away. She said that she would hurt her. If you take a half step, you can't do it.

The monsoon smoke slowly opened its feet, and the pace was not as good as a quiet walk in the cozy valley. On her side, death came again and again.

She stepped through the inch of **** land and walked over to the giant soldier who had been sleeping for thousands of years.

No one knows what the monsoon smoke wants to do, and everyone has been scared by this unexpected situation.

Xu Lao was already scared and scattered. As a result, under the protection of the poisonous king and the strong man rescued from the dungeon by the monsoon smoke, he was not hurt a little, but his face was extremely embarrassing.

He saw with his own eyes that the Red Blood Brigade, which had been used for many years in the city of Fuguang, was smothered by Ling He and others like a lamb. Everything in front of him completely overturned Xu’s perception of power.

The shock in Xu’s heart is also the voice of all the spectators in the city.

No one thought that this seemingly noisy dozens of people would actually lift the red blood brigade.

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