Guardian Chapter 155: Shilin Breakthrough Battle

Stone Forest is indeed a suitable place to hide in conventional warfare.

But for the current situation, it's a bit out of date.

Yin spirits and corpse puppets are extremely sensitive to Yang's breath.

Unless you can use the Universe Bibo cover to hide your breath again.

In a hurry, I concealed into the blue wave cover of the universe, and the breath was hidden, which can shield these underworld things, but the source shadow killer and the corpse-back are living people. You can see through it at a glance.

Unless Chen Feng and others are prepared to stay in the Universe Bibo cover for a lifetime.

If Fan Xiaoxi breaks the axis and directly lifts the Universe Bibo cover, the picture is simply not too beautiful.

The six-person team has faced each other's chase and interception many times. With Chen Feng's powerful deadwood spring treatment technique and almost predictive evasion of terrain, they are all able to escape, and the tacit understanding has long since been enhanced.

It's just that.

This time, facing the exponentially increasing number, Cao Guangxiao and others are ready to fight head-to-head.

The Chen Feng team shuttled through the stone forest.

I was soon discovered by Yin Ling.

Then drew groups of corpse puppets.

"As in the previous exercise, concentrate the firepower and rush in one direction." Chen Feng squeezed, hundreds of iron line troops lined up,

Da Mao and Er Mao also landed one after another, ejecting into the group of corpses blocking the road.

Two silver corpses, since the golden corpses were swallowed in Dingcheng, the pupils of the eyes have turned to gold, and their momentum has stabilized and stabilized the same kind of corpses.

Where Da Mao and Er Mao passed, the debris and corpses were flying up, and a small area of ​​corpse puppet rain was set off.

The Iron Threads Army was neatly unified, shot out and stopped, moving sharply, picking and stabbing, and steadily advancing.

Cao Guangxiao and the other two soul-suppressing envoys, hundreds of Wraith-level Wraiths, specialize in dealing with Yinlings and **** the Iron Line Army, Da Mao and Er Mao.

Chen Mingting’s roar is transformed into a lion roar.

Chen Feng summoned all kinds of iron thread gadgets, large and small, from the void shuttle, with a partial quantity advantage, torn out a **** path.

Look at Xiaosan, Xiaosan nestled in Chen Feng's arms.

With big watery dark green eyes, she is curiously watching the strange and weird, and she has a calm expression of being out of the way and watching the drama.

It's like that, as if watching a clown performance, from time to time it squeezed the corner of its right lip, showing a mocking expression of disgust.

The six people show their talents, cooperate with each other, and are nervous and cautious.

However, the number of corpse puppets and ghosts is vast, and the efficiency of breakthrough advancement is greatly reduced.

Chen Feng knew that corpse puppets and Yin Ling were just appetizers.

The fascinating source shadow killer is the most threatening existence.

These stiff people are far superior to ordinary people, at least far superior to those of Chen Mingting, Ou Julian and others. The methods are dirty, but they are not hard-working. They always like to kill with a single blow at unexpected moments. .

Now, I haven't finished speaking yet.

A little darkness suddenly appeared on the top of Chen Feng's head.

Under the cover of night, when Chen Feng began to notice this silent darkness, he had already missed the best time.

Chen Feng has already exercised several escape routes in his mind while turning on the possession of God of Gamblers, and he has also exercised how to trade the slightest injury for a safe angle.

Because according to previous experience, the shadowy appearance of the source shadow kills means that there will be three chain kills that are completed in one go, head to tail, and pre-determined moves.

Xiao San's ears were already pricked before Diamang appeared.

It tilted its head to the top of Chen Feng's head first.

The fleshy nose with faint nasal patterns, frowned, "Roar~oo" whispered and rubbed Chen Feng's arm with his cheek.

Chen Fenggang was about to take Xiao San away. He was surprised that his arms were empty, but he didn't react yet, and his arms were warm again.

Chen Feng only felt a flower in front of him. Three hallucinations appeared at the same time in three different positions on top of his head, on his side, and in front of him. The touch.

Three different positions, at the same time, there was a uniform snoring, and the stagnant pool swelled with empty ripples, and fell into silence.

It seems that nothing exists there, and Chen Feng's previous vigilance is nothing more than an illusion.

Chen Feng is very convinced that it is not an illusion, it is the "Time and Space Assassination Coordinates" of the Source Shadow Killer. He can only be alert when the coordinate point appears, and the remaining two coordinates need to appear in the dark. At that time, I was aware of it.

Xiao San was able to predict the opponent's pre-judgment, and the three-strike club footprint broke the three-kill.

It's not bad to Kill God Three...Chen Feng finally recognized this cute product with a one-star award.

Xiao San seemed to feel something, the little tiger teeth of the bean sprout needle trembled, giving Chen Feng a contemptuous look.

Chen Feng, the Lord of Summoning, who is connected with it, understands--this is it? Waste of feelings.

Xiao San narrowed his eyes, yawned boredly, and nestled comfortably in Chen Feng's arms, lazy as a little cat.

The deafening shouts of killing all around, the roar of corpse puppets, one after another.

Xiao San is like an outsider, nesting again and again, seeming to dislike the noise around him, and it even dents his ears.

With the scene just now, Chen Feng dispelled the idea of ​​recalling Xiao San.

There is a small three who can predict the coordinates of the source shadow killer.

At least, don’t worry about being attacked.

Safety is guaranteed.

Chen Feng shook his hand, carving a knife in his hand, cutting melons and vegetables to join the battle.

Da Mao's yin and yang evil chopping sword method is simple and rude.

Er Maolong teeth biting and cutting skills, um, straight forward without skills.

Chen Feng's knives and knives are extremely skillful.

Under the logging of these three violent groups.

There are also the Iron Thread Army, the Iron Thread Beast, and the Soul Army.

The speed and efficiency of the breakout team began to rise.

An assault arrow with Chen Feng, Da Mao, and Er Mao as its arrows pierced through the encircling circle with difficulty.

Everyone's eyes suddenly opened up.

It hasn't been long for them to be happy.

Fan Xiaoxi, who was sitting on the ground gnawing on an apple, and Zhang Puppet, who was talking to himself with a skeleton skeleton on his back, stood up slowly.

"Here." Fan Xiaoxi's teeth were itchy with hatred, but there was a smile on his face from years of old friends. "It's shorter than expected. It's hard work."

Zhang Puppet touched the oily and smooth head of the skeleton skeleton, smiled negatively, licked his lips and said, "Presumably, the Destiny will be made into a corpse puppet, and it should be able to surpass the golden corpse. I can't wait."

"Drinking blood, eating meat, peeling skin, cramping." Skull's mouth squatted, and his throaty voice cooperated with Zhang Pup's performance.

In Chen Feng's eyes, Zhang Puppet's finely divided performance was a bit clumsy, much worse than the ventriloquism of the previous life.

"Neuropathy." Chen Feng tilted his head and took a bite. With his head tilted, he spoke to Cao Guangxiao and others at a very fast speed: "Quickly break through, I will stop them."

Cao Guangxiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't ask "What about you?" or "No, I have to go together."

At this time, it's not that you don't leave, I won't leave, I want to make a movie all the time.

Cao Guangxiao knew that Chen Feng was the strongest on his side and everyone present.

If you choose to stay at this time, it will drag him back.

Only dispersing the opponent's combat power and reducing the pressure on Chen Feng as much as possible is the wisest choice.

Cao Guangxiao even made the consciousness of death, attracting firepower for Chen Feng, and helping him break through the consciousness.

He chose to be silent wisely, and gestured with his right hand hiding behind him.

Zhang Puppet seems to have seen through Cao Guangxiao's tricks, and the skeleton squatted and made the kind of grinning laughter, "Can't go, can't go, don't even want to leave."

"Let's go." Chen Feng yelled softly and disappeared where he was.

His seven orifices were fully opened, and his 700-year cultivation base vented out, and the carving knife that merged with Skystrike, Zhan Yinhe, and Luoyue Zhan slashed towards Fan Xiaoxi.

At the same time, there were seven figures.

Cao Guangxiao, Chen Mingting, Ou Julian, two soul ambassadors, Da Mao, and Er Mao rushed out in seven different directions.

Chen Feng did not even leave Da Mao and Er Mao for the safety of Cao Guangxiao and others.

With no distractions, you can let go. Chen Feng is ready to take time out of himself, ready to carve out his own consciousness at any time.

"Quack...Kakka." Zhang Pou's skeleton made weird syllables, carrying the corpse back, driving the silver corpse and the golden corpse, blocking the path of the seven.

Fan Xiaoxi did not move, nor did the source shadow killer hiding in the dark, at least not participating in the fight to intercept the seven.

For the Zombie, the life and death of others is not as important as the capture of the Destiny.

Well, it's Chen Feng, who wants him to die...Fan Xiaoxi secretly set a goal for herself.

Fan Xiaoxi didn't move, just relative.

Chen Feng's faintly slashed sword technique with a single knife, it seems that there is no fancy, but it coincides with the true meaning of returning to the basics.

Fan Xiaoxi shifted his steps, avoiding the blade light in a few minutes.

Not only did she see through Chen Feng's sword force, she also played with the angle of Chen Feng's sword to the smallest degree.

Fan Xiaoxi, who can head-to-head with Jin Fengwei, is much higher than Chen Feng's level.

Fan Xiaoxi spit out apple cores, and thought to ridicule, "What about your previous fancy methods, show me to see."

If you can do it, don't beep. The villain died of talkative truth, Chen Feng still understands.

He has already put his life and death out of the picture, and he just made a cut. There are reasons why Fan Xiaoxi can see through it, and there are reasons why he deliberately cut it.

The blade light that passed by Fan Xiaoxi seemed to float in the air like a water float, and weirdly chopped in the direction of Cao Guangxiao at a slight angle.

A golden corpse and two silver corpses were divided into two, and a hole opened in front of Cao Guangxiao in an instant.

Cao Guang's Xiaohun Army rushed into the night without looking back.

"Brothers, come back alive." Cao Guangxiao's roar gradually drifted away, becoming the first person to successfully break through.

Fan Xiaoxi, who turned her head slightly, was a little surprised. He didn't expect Chen Feng's knife to hide such a backhand.

Chen Feng seemed to stab Fan Xiaoxi with a knife.

In fact, it incorporates the possession of the God of Gamblers.

To put it bluntly, Chen Feng put all his luck on the knife that turned the blade.

Fan Xiaoxi was moved by the weird cut. Frankly speaking, Chen Feng could only use this cut, and he couldn't make it in a short time.

He, in order to give Cao Guangxiao a chance to break through.

I defeated my character with a single blow.

"Papa." Fan Xiaoxi couldn't help clapping her hands and mockingly said, "I don't know whether to admire your so-called affection or to call it stupid."

She chuckled and disappeared where she was.

Fan Xiaoxi is not rare to use Source Shadow Kill.

Appeared on Chen Feng's side like a teleport, and hit him like a rocket in full bloom with a fist that burst the air.

Quick, too fast.

Chen Feng didn't even have time to contract his muscles out of protective consciousness, and he was already flying out in the air.

He didn't react in time.

Xiao San reacted.

It stretched out its small claws in Chen Feng's arms, and the place where Chen Feng originally stood, which is where Fan Xiaoxi is now replacing, suddenly appeared three points of darkness.

Almost the moment Chen Feng flew up.

Darkness suddenly appeared.

Three source shadow kills, divided into pre-determined directions, and silently wiped Fan Xiaoxi's neck.

This is the original shadow killer who wanted to assassinate Chen Feng before being branded with plum blossoms by Xiao San.

Nor did I see how Fan Xiaoxi acted.

She stood still, motionless.

Raising his right hand, the shadow blade elf jumped with his fingertips.

She was like a dropped frame, frozen by dragging the screen, and three seemingly incoherent movements appeared.

Three blood flowers appeared at once.

Xiao San's licking dog has nothing left before he actually starts licking.

Looking at Chen Feng again, he was in the air, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and two ribs on his side were all broken.

He used this boxing power to fight the risk of internal injury, and directly integrated Fan Xiaoxi's boxing power into his seven acupuncture points.

Chen Feng's speed accelerated.

It almost became a streamer.

He turned on "Fear", and the corpse-backs, corpse puppets, grievances, and ghosts who were fighting with his colleagues along the way, all appeared inexplicable tremors, and the deep fear from the bottom of his heart shook up without warning. Risk.

With the skill of shaking the gods, Chen Feng has already lifted the mountain in his hand.

The Black Mountain Rock is like a meteor falling to the ground, gliding into a deep groove.

The enemies in front of Chen Mingting, Ou Julian, Da Mao, and Er Mao are all empty.

A great opportunity, the four of them stepped through the depression, and after Cao Guangxiao, broke through.

Light as a feather, light as a feather... Keep putting light as a feather on yourself.

Chen Fengpopopopo spurted several mouthfuls of blood, rolled to the ground, and stood up slowly.

He wiped the red at the corner of his mouth, smiled, and looked at Fan Xiaoxi with the smile of a winner.

Fan Xiaoxi was angry, twice and three times, twice and three times, actually borrowing his hand from his serious injury, just to create opportunities for others to break through.

Why, you are a man of destiny, you are a man of destiny, and a character destined to move the situation, why should you care about the life and death of ants?

Fan Xiaoxi was even a little jealous of these ants that she didn't care about.

Her eyes became cold and she no longer thought of teasing.

Fan Xiaoxi's mood became very bad, very very bad.

Since you cherish the ants so much and want them to live so much, that's fine, let me see how you save them.

A bloodthirsty impulse congealed from the corner of Fan Xiaoxi's eyes, turning into an afterimage on the spot.

Just listen to the clicking sound.

A soul-suppressor was pinched by her neck and held in the air.

Fan Xiaoxi slowly raised his soul-suppressing envoy in the air, turning his head provocatively to demonstrate against Chen Feng with disdain at the corner of his mouth.

She seems to be saying, don't you want to save someone? Come, save one and let me see.

Chen Feng's eyes were cold and gloomy, as he watched his breathless colleague, who was still reflexing his leg kicks, burning with anger.

Another soul-suppressor was also captured by Zhang Puppet.

Zhang Puppet used his black nails to scratch his face with bleeding.

He licked the blood on the face of the soul-saver with his tongue abnormally, with a gentle tone, "Come on, call one, please forgive you."

"I beg you, uncle." The town spirit envoy spit out blood on Zhang puppet's face, and shouted at Chen Feng: "Little Eleven, labor and management used to look down on you, always thinking you were going to the back door to be promoted to Qiu Chen. Yes, nowadays, grandpa obeys you, remember, kill this group of dog days, and burn more paper money for grandpa during the holidays. It’s better to burn two women."

The soul-suppressing made Harp a mouthful of blood and sputum.

His face was fierce, his eyes were round and he chewed his tongue apart.

"It's so boring." Zhang Pau clapped his hands, wiped the saliva on his face, and smiled nervously: "Hahaha, fragrant, the saliva of living people is fragrant."

Wow.

Silver flashes.

Chen Feng.

Silver white Lingguang armor plus body.

He only showed his eyes.

The cold light in the eyes.

It's so cold.

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