A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 2712: The Domineering Shadow Gang

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At this time, the Storm Archer looked at Chen Feng with fear in his eyes. How could he still be as arrogant as before?

He shouted in horror, "You can't kill me, you can't kill me, the Shadow Gang won't let you go!"

Because he knew very well that with Chen Feng's strength, it would be easy to kill him, and it would be impossible for him to catch him.

He will be killed directly by Chen Feng, so he can only bring out the Shadow Gang to suppress Chen Feng.

Chen Feng laughed loudly, "Really the Shadow Gang? What the heck!"

As he spoke, he laughed wildly, "Are you ready to die now?"

Then he punched hard.

Seeing this punch, the Storm Archer finally despaired and let out a miserable howl, "Don't kill me, please, don't kill me."

He finally realized that in front of Chen Feng, the Shadow Gang was useless.

Chen Feng smiled, "From the moment you shot that arrow at me, your fate has been decided."

Then, a punch fell fiercely.

With a bang, the storm archer trembled violently, and fell heavily to the ground, already dead.

At this time, Chen Feng turned his attention to the servant in green.

The green-clothed slave was trembling with fear, turned his head, and ran away.

Chen Feng smiled slightly, "Want to escape? Can you escape?"

He was about to take action when a figure suddenly appeared behind the green-robed slave.

With one stab of the sword, it pierced the back of the green-clothed slave's heart.

He let out a scream and made a hiccup sound in his throat. He waved his hands as if he wanted to run forward.

But he could no longer escape. His body fell heavily to the ground, twitched twice and became motionless.

Ji Caixuan pulled out her sword, looked at Chen Feng, and said with a smile, "Master, if you kill such a despicable person, you will dirty your hands. I will do it."

Chen Feng smiled slightly and nodded slowly.

At the moment when the storm archer was killed by Chen Feng, he was dozens of miles away in a valley.

This valley is a rare place in the Purple Fire Swamp that is not so violent.

There are more than a dozen flame pits on the ground. There are also fire pillars flying in the flame pits, but the temperature of these fire pillars is relatively low and very mild.

At this time, dozens of people were stationed here, most of them holding weapons.

Their division of labor is very obvious. They are divided into teams. There are four people in each team.

The Pure Yang Spirit Guard, the Hurricane Slayer, the Thousand-Change Mad Mage and the Storm Archer are basically a team of four.

The strength is generally between the six-star Martial Emperor and the seven-star Martial Emperor.

At this time, many people were sitting around the fire pit. On top of the fire pit, huge monsters were already being roasted on metal skewers.

The heat is almost done.

The surface of the demonic beast has turned an oily yellow color. The skin is cracked, and the oil seeps out from the inside, dripping into the fire, making the flames stronger.

The alluring aroma flew out, making many people move their index fingers.

After some of the food was baked, someone immediately walked to the middle of the team holding an iron skewer and wearing food, and said flatteringly to a few of them

"Lord Xiahou, please use it."

"Boy, I guess you have some eyesight." He grabbed the big hand and didn't take the iron stick at all. Instead, he directly grabbed the roasted monster that was as big as two cows on the iron pick. got up.

The monster, which was four to five meters long, fell into his hands, just like an ordinary person grabbing an egg.

It turns out that the person holding out his hand turned out to be a giant man.

This giant man was ten meters tall, covered in black, and his muscles were as if they were made of steel, and he was full of an incomparable sense of power.

He was not wearing any armor and was naked from the waist up, except for a piece of animal skin wrapped around his waist.

However, in his left hand was a huge golden shield.

This golden shield is bigger than his body. He always holds this golden shield in his hand.

Even though he was grabbing the meat with his right hand, biting and feasting, the shield never left his hand for a moment.

It was as if that shield was his life!

He is obviously the core of this team, and opposite him is a thin, short middle-aged man.

It’s just that, although this skinny middle-aged man looks ugly, the light in his eyes is always shining, which represents extremely tyrannical power!

The man who served the barbecue was so excited that Lord Xiahou praised him, and he quickly nodded and bowed.

At this time, the thin middle-aged man rolled his triangular eyes and said coldly, "Where's mine?"

The man who had just received the compliment immediately paled and said quickly, "I'll get it for you right now."

As he said that, he hurried back and got another dozen pieces of barbecue.

The skinny middle-aged man took it, glanced at him, and said coldly, "You don't have eyes!"

One kick sent him flying out, his heart was broken, a mouthful of blood spurted out, he twitched twice on the ground, and then stopped moving.

This skinny middle-aged man is obviously extremely cruel. Even if he treats his own people, even if the other party just treats him a little slowly, he will kill him.

At this time, the people around him were all silent, obviously very afraid of him.

That Lord Xiahou is named Xiahou Xinghai.

He glanced at the skinny middle-aged man and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Fu Jinghui, what are you doing?"

"We will kill our own people as soon as you ask. How can I explain to you when I go back?"

Fu Jinghui laughed, "Are you still talking about me? Have you killed your own people so few times?"

After his retort, Xiahou Xinghai was speechless. He snorted and lowered his head to eat meat.

While the two of them were enjoying their meal, suddenly, they stood up at the same time, with solemn expressions on their faces.

They are all facing in a certain direction and seem to be feeling something.

At the same time, there were also wisps of fluctuations coming from that direction.

Ordinary people may feel good~IndoMTL.com~, but to their ears it is like thunder and thunder, very obvious.

After a long time, Fu Jinghui breathed out a breath of turbid air, "Cang Huarong is dead."

"Yes, Cang Huarong is dead." Xiahou Xinghai also said calmly.

He looked very calm, but when he said these words, the corners of his mouth twitched violently, he clenched his fists, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.

Obviously, his heart was definitely not as relaxed as he showed.

At this time, his heart was filled with overwhelming murderous intent and shock.

"He was killed in that direction."

Fu Jinghui pointed somewhere and said slowly.

"Let's go! Let's go over and take a look!" Xiahou Xinghai said loudly without any hesitation.

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