Chapter 767

Fu Bo didn't keep any hands. His assassination position was very tricky, and his speed was very fast. Without any unnecessary action, he stabbed Wu Chen's heart directly.

His idea is very simple, as long as Wu Chen is killed - on this sea god Island, even if his companions are not angry with themselves, and the deputy chief of sea god Pavilion is standing there, they should think more about themselves.

"Die! Asshole

Wu Chen looked at Fu Bo's sword Qi, and could not help frowning. He didn't even think that this man's heart was so dirty. He didn't want to attack him, but he wanted to attack himself.

However, the current Wu Chen strength is not outstanding, can only temporarily avoid the edge. No matter what, he can't be too noisy and crazy with a man whose accomplishments crush his own big realms.

Wu Chen slipped back and yelled at the people around him: "everyone, step back! Don't gather together, give us a little space, so as not to hurt by mistake

Speaking of this, Wu Chen conveniently put Xueqian's throwing knives into his hands and quickly threw them all out——

Of course, these are agreed by Xue Qian, otherwise Wu Chen did not dare to be so presumptuous.

In fact, Xue Qian's throwing knives are easy for Wu Chen to control.

Just as Xue Qian said, Wu Chen's mind power has reached the top of the fitness realm directly after he was impressed by the leader of the Yin clan. It's very easy to control this kind of Throwing Knife.

The speed of the throwing knife was so fast that it blocked Fu Bo's long sword almost in an instant. Even that kind of strength made Fu Bo stagger. At that moment, Wu Chen used other throwing knives to kill Fu Bo.

In this process, Wu Chen did nothing but pull back and walk, giving people a sense of being an outsider.

This is the power of spiritual cultivation, elegant and free and easy, killing the enemy in the invisible!

The flying knives in the sky are like butterflies, attacking Fu Bo in the past. Moreover, the sharp edge of the knife constantly cuts the air, making the space for Fu Bo to move smaller and smaller.

"Coward, dare you fight me head on! Fight to the death? "

Fu Bo had no way to get close to Wu Chen at all. Instead, he was embarrassed by successive throwing knives, and his skirt and arm were cut by the knife.

This unprecedented sense of suffocation made his anger to the extreme. The sword in his hand was changing rapidly. He was like a dragon and assassinated Wu Chen's heart again——

Xiong Da said to Xue Qian anxiously, "Miss Xue Qian, do you think Wu Chen can do something?"

Snow Qian looked at the situation on the battlefield, just shaking his head, a cold smile, without any statement. In fact, she couldn't speak.

For the first time, Wu Chen felt the magical effect of Nianli. He was also very comfortable and satisfied. He even stood still in the same place, just relying on the throwing knife to resist Fu Bo's attack.

"Brother, I'm a spiritual person. If I don't beat you face to face in this way, do you think I'm stupid?"

Wu Chen's power was rapidly improved, and even the speed of the Throwing Knife broke out, and he stabbed Fu Bo's chest crazily. Now that the two sides have split their faces, he is not afraid of anything.

People around him were amazed. Although they had seen spiritual cultivation, Wu Chen, who could control more than ten throwing knives at the same time without any difficulty, still made a lot of eyes.

Fu Bo grabbed the handle of the sword and roared hysterically. At the same time, he did not forget the continuous attack of the flying dagger: "you bastard, I will never let you go!"

His craziness is in sharp contrast to Wu Chen's calmness. For a moment, some people can't help laughing.

"Fu Bo is also a character. I didn't expect that he was as weak as a dog in the face of real spiritual cultivation. I'm so happy... "

"Don't talk nonsense. Even if they can't fight this spiritual cultivation, they can kill us."

When he heard what the people around him said, Fu Bo was so angry that he vomited out of his heart. He almost fell to the ground.

"Wu Chen, your name is Wu Chen, right?" Looking at Wu Chen's name on the eight Ming list, Fu Bo roared angrily: "do you dare to fight face to face with me? Is it interesting to hide like this? "

Hearing this, Wu Chen couldn't help laughing: "brother, even if I stand face to face with you, you may not be my opponent. Isn't it good to be alive? "

This kind of arrogant reply made Fu boten furious. He couldn't hold the sword in his hand and stabbed Wu Chen with lightning speed——

This time, however, Wu Chen didn't drive the throwing knife or dodge. He just tried the strength of the Throwing Knife, and after he had a better understanding of his mind, Wu Chen was not so interested in Fu Bo.

In terms of strength, Wu Chen's strength is enough to kill Fu Bo, so that's why Fu Bo is pushed out of the strength list, but let himself go up.

It is estimated that what is detected on this ranking list is not so intuitive, otherwise it is impossible to put yourself in the last place. After all, he can escape under the hands of Xue Qian!

To be sure, Xue Qian's strength is unpredictable, and Wu Chen is no match now. But... You Fu Bo, what's your qualification to win in front of me?

Thinking of this, Wu Chen suddenly opened his eyes, gently waved a palm to Wu Chen, sneered: "ready to die?"

The next moment, the situation changes suddenly!

No one could see what Wu Chen had done with that palm. Even in their impression, Wu Chen just stretched out his hand.

Fu Bo didn't come to Wu Chen after all. He stood still and looked at Wu Chen with shocked eyes. But his expression is always fixed in that moment, from beginning to end, never changed.

"It's a split."

Wu Chen indifferently took the knife back, carefully handed it to Xue Qian, waved to Xiong daxioner, and said: "let's go, there's nothing to see."

All the people were staring at Wu Chen, holding their breath and afraid to speak.

A few seconds later, Fu Bo's body fell to the ground with a bang, like a dead dog, unable to move, and his pupils had become as black as ink.

Usually, this kind of person is a dead person who has lost his soul in an instant, so he will have such performance

The hand of the yellow spring, a palm falls into the yellow spring!

"Fubo... He's dead!"

The crowd screamed and approached Fu Bo's body one after another, while Wu Chen and several of them had left. Only the top 100 "Wu Chen" on the list is left, which is extremely dazzling.