Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Heng's abacus was playing fast, and he already regretted that the dispatch of troops was too hasty, and the names of many people were ruined for nothing.

Just when this thought flashed through Feng Heng's mind, the figure of Mochuang appeared directly in front of him.

"Jiejie, have fun, are you tired? Then I'll help you." After speaking, Mochuang took a palm, and the black mist-wrapped palm directly patted Feng Heng's chest!

Feng Heng's face changed drastically, the strong elemental force formed a shield on his chest, and his arms were instantly folded to protect his chest.

But after all, it was slow. Mochuang slapped Feng Heng's chest directly with a palm. The black mist installed the armor formed by elemental power and immediately swallowed the armor, but it also dissipated after swallowing.

The strong impact force directly shot Feng Heng from the sky, and fell to the ground fiercely. A mouthful of blood was spit out from his mouth, and a burst of blood surged.

Mochuang's palm was obviously not doing his best, otherwise Feng Heng would not be vomiting bright red blood at this time.

Feng Heng was photographed with a palm, and Mochuang's figure fell on the ground, and the summoned beast also dissipated when Feng Heng was seriously injured.

After Mochuang fell on the ground, the battle that was still anxiously separated quickly, and the remaining demon slaves on one side respectfully stood in formation behind Mochuang.

On the mercenary side, there were only more than ten people left, supporting each other, standing behind Feng Heng, almost everyone was hanging on their bodies.

Hou Jie stepped forward and lifted Feng Heng from the ground, standing in front of the crowd, coldly looking at the demon slaves on the opposite side.

Feng Heng held his chest with one hand, he could barely speak, but he still forced the surge of his chest down and looked at the opposite side.

"Jie Jie, human beings are really too weak."

The magic creation monster laughed, and even a mocking look appeared in his pitch-black eyes. "Now, tell me, where is the wind of your Feng Family?"

Feng Heng was stunned, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart for a moment, and finally said coldly: "Huh, where is my Feng family, why should I tell you?!"

Mochuang narrowed his eyes and gave Feng Heng a dangerous look, and said, "To tell you the truth, I know your plans, including the so-called grouping.

And the reason why I keep you from killing people now is to tell you where Fengxi is. If you don't tell me, don't blame me for being polite. "

Feng Heng had already prepared his mortal mind, how could he say Fengxi's whereabouts because of his few words.

What's more, even he himself couldn't tell where Feng Xi was at this time.

Seeing that Feng Heng didn't say a word, Mochuang looked like "you want to kill, you want to slash casually," and immediately stopped getting angry.

He snorted coldly at the moment: "Hmph, do you think it's okay if you don't say it? What you think is beautiful, if you don't say it, I will arrest you, I don't believe it, she won't come to save you!"

After speaking, Mochuang stretched his right hand and grabbed Feng Heng's shoulder directly!

When he was about to catch it, a strong fire element suddenly appeared on his right hand, and the hot high temperature instantly dissipated the black mist on his right hand!

Mochuang screamed, and quickly retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and retreated back like lightning!

"Who?! Who is attacking me?!" Mochuang looked around and asked, but didn't see any shadow.

He was playing this trick in He Fengheng just now, and it was this trick again now, but his identity has changed from a hunter to a prey!