Really not afraid of death!

The night feathers swelled at the corner of the mouth, and the lips were easy: "You are the same thing, three strokes are enough!"

"Hurricane!" Gu Beichen looked at him for three years. When he was so despised: "Look at the knife!"

Gu Beichen took out a group of spiritual powers, and the wide knife in his hand stabbed the chest of the night feathers.

On the side of the bureaucratic sea eyes, Gu Beichen just gave himself a path stone. If the **** enchantress is not strong, this baby must not let it!

The night feathers are cold-eyed and look at Gu Beichen, who is constantly rushing to himself. In the eyes of ordinary people, Gu Beichen’s speed is very fast, and there is no difference between the night feathers and the snails.

Until Gu Beichen's knife stabbed to the night feathers, two centimeters of **** feathers in front of the chest did not move.

The choice of night feathers is very simple, sideways.

A slight sideways, sharp blade pierced the cloak of the night feathers.

Snapped!

The night feathers slap a palm on the arm of Gu Beichen's knife. There is no hesitation, and the figure is slightly turned. An elbow hits the chin on Gu Beichen.

One move, Gu Beichen fell to the ground.

Gu Beichen, who fell to the ground on his back, was wide-eyed, and the night feathers were standing beside him. However, Gu Beichen’s hands and feet did not listen, and the body was clumsy and lost his ability to act.

"You, you..." Gu Beichen’s eyes were horrified and he couldn’t speak, a move, with his eight-level advanced strength, the other side did not release the spirit, one stroke defeated!

More than a dozen people standing in the field are silent, and their surprise is even worse than Gu Beichen!

In their eyes, this mysterious man wearing a red-hot mask just raised his hand, and the eighth-order senior Gu Beichen lost his resistance! It’s hard to be done, is this person Ling Feng not? !

Some people have a retreat in their hearts.

"There are no people to try it out, I don't mind, leave you all here." The night feathers hoarse, and those people are stunned.

The spirit of the eight-step one-game defeat, can go up to half a stroke? !

"This senior, I am bothered." The bureaucratic sea has no choice but to make a decision. Instead of doing a meaningless struggle, it is better to save the gang strength to find other treasures.

"You have a minute to disappear from my sight." Night feathers hoarse and scorpion.

"Go fast."

"What about the boss?"

The people in Lingxiaolou are gone. Baihong will face each other one by one. Seeing that half a minute has passed, Gu Beichen is still lying at the foot of the night feathers. Those who help the public do not want to abandon their own church, the night feather station There, they did not dare to go forward.

The night feathers showed a sneer at the corner of the mouth, and the toes were picked, and Gu Beichen was directly kicked into the opposite crowd.

"There are still twenty seconds." The night feathers are cold and low.

"Xie Xuechang." Several gangs politely thanked and left Gu Beichen to leave here.

Looking at the people who were far away, the fire spirit on the branches was a bit puzzled. He asked: "Master, don't you say you want to grab them? How do you let them go?"

"It’s not yet time, two days later, there are still too few babies in their hands.” The night feathers smirked at the corners of his mouth.

Sometimes, you have to kill the little lambs!

Watching those people disappear into the woods, the night feathers slowly retracted their sight and looked at the lush green on the ground.

Green is more agile than before, and the concentration of aura in the air has increased a lot.

The night feathers looked up at the sky, and for another two hours, the pure heart of the bamboo was fully mature.