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Zhan Fei looked at the handsome young man in front of him, and his eyes from the helmet were full of disapproval.

"Kid, you are unlucky, with whom is not good, but with the monsoon smoke, now being pushed out to die, you can only blame yourself for not being able to make a good life." Warfa sneered, regardless of Situ's character, But one thing, Warfa is very clear.

For the monsoon smoke, he and Situ Hao stood in the same position.

He is very happy to torture the young boy in front of him, let the monsoon smoke taste it, the pain of heartbreaking.

The fire broke back, and the two gentlemen who were in love with the monsoon smoke, lost all the emotions at the moment they fell to the battlefield. Under the understatement, it seems that the warfare is extinct and does not exist. general.

It’s small, only to ignore it.

"What is your look?"

"You want to use me to hurt her?" The fire did not pay attention to the question of Warfare, but just opened his own voice.

Feng Fei proudly raised his eyebrows. "What? Now I know I am afraid? Unfortunately, it is already late."

The fire did not say anything, but he slid down his eyes slightly. The smell of his body was weak, and he almost felt no sense of existence. This feeling made Shi Fei’s heart suddenly shocked.

Most of the strong can hide their breath, but this kind of concealment can only be used by people who are weaker than themselves. If it is stronger than itself, even people of the same level will not have any effect.

However, in the body of the fire, Warfa experienced an inexplicable fluster.

No matter how deep he perceives his perception, he still can't capture the breath of fire.

In this case, there are only two explanations.

First, the fire is simply an ordinary person with weak individual qualities. Second, the strength of the fire is several times higher than that of the self!

When the second guess came to the fore, the war was vetoed.

What kind of joke, how can a sinister teenager be more powerful than a dying person?

At the time of the doubts in the battle of Feifei, the fire suddenly raised his eyes. This time, his eyes were brewing a sense of killing hidden in peace.

"Break her, I don't allow it, so..." The last voice of the fire was hidden between the lips and teeth.

War Fei has not had time to ridicule the arrogance of this boy, and everything that follows, but instantly smashed the arrogance of Warfare!

The raging fire disappeared instantly in front of his eyes, disappearing along with the slight breath.

A cold and raging rise from the back of the battlefield, the warfare only feels like being covered by an invisible breath, the breath is cold and creepy, and there is a smashed armor wrapped around, but that kind of It was cold, but through the heavy armor, it passed to his whole body, as if his blood had frozen.

Warfa wants to move, but...

He suddenly found out that he couldn’t move even a finger on his body. His whole person was like being squeezed into the space by a powerful force. The flesh and blood could feel that the crush would almost crush him. The cold air.

This……

what is happening?

Confidence and arrogance in the heart of the battle, in this moment, collapsed, not to find the figure of the fire, and now he is out of the eye, there is no place to move.

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