Chapter 707

But Zhan Fei can't see the stray fire, which disappeared in front of him. Now he is standing behind him. One hand of the stray fire is gently resting on his shoulder, but he doesn't feel it

Situba, who is fighting with the monsoon smoke, is in a deep mood. At the speed of his fight with the monsoon smoke, however, in a flash, he has gone through a hundred moves, but within the hundred moves, he can't find the slightest flaw of the monsoon smoke.

You should know that situba has activated the world destroying armor, but the monsoon smoke does not use the world destroying armor at all.

But in this case, situ Ba didn't get any advantage!

It's hard for situba to believe that there should be such a young annihilator in the world who can fight with him hundreds of moves without using the annihilation armor and doesn't fall behind.

This greatly surprised situ ba.

In contrast to situba, she had no thoughts about monsoon smoke. Her only thought was to send situba to hell and cut off his head with Yang Shun's sword!

The speed of the monsoon smoke is faster and faster. When each sword is chopped, the strength of that force is shaking. Situbahu's mouth is numb.

"Situ Ba, don't you really want to kill me? I'm in front of you now. You have the ability to kill. " As soon as the monsoon smoke rose, the dexterous figure turned around in the middle of the sky, raised the heavy sword with one hand, and directly split down to situ BA's head!

Situ BA was shocked and quickly raised his sword to block the crazy attack of monsoon smoke.

But even though it was to block the sword, at the moment of the two swords hitting, a force of arrogance was directly transferred to his whole body along the tiger mouth of situba. The land under his feet sank an inch!

A drop of cold sweat flowed down situba's forehead.

What strange force is this!

The strength of monsoon smoke is far beyond situba's imagination. Situba, who was ready to finish the season, is in such a bad mood at the moment that he can't get any good results from the standoff with monsoon smoke.

At present, situ Ba turns to see where Zhan Fei is. He is ready to urge Zhan Fei to control Ji Fengyan's lover so as to intimidate the action of monsoon smoke.

But at that moment, situ BA's heart was half cold.

On the other side of the battlefield, there was no smoke of gunpowder. At this moment, Zhan Fei was standing there perfectly. His hand was on Zhan Fei's shoulder, while Zhan Fei stood with his back to situ Ba, motionless.

"Zhan Fei! What the hell are you doing! " Situ Ba couldn't help shouting.

Why hasn't Zhan Fei started yet!

Unfortunately, the monsoon smoke didn't give situba a clear time at all. It rushed up directly, forcing situba to defend quickly.

"Monsoon smoke, when did you buy Zhan Fei?" Situba gnashed his teeth and looked at the monsoon smoke. Zhan Fei didn't attack the young man, which was impossible.

Monsoon smoke kicks situba away, and her figure falls steadily. At the same time, she stands up straight, raises her chin slightly, and looks at situba, who looks a little embarrassed.

"Situ Ba, why do you think I let Liuhuo play?"

Situ Ba frowned slightly.

The monsoon smoke smiled.

"Liuhuo, but I can't fight the evil, just by Zhan Feina and other goods, want to take him? It's just a fantasy. "