Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

"Look for death." Fengzhu also flashed in shape, and blocked up.

A ray of light split into the crowd like lightning, without mercy, but avoided the direction of Bai Shaozi.

Say it later and then faster.

Feng Zhantian, who was standing next to Feng Zhu, suddenly shot, and a long sword pierced directly into Feng Zhu's heart.

The movement is also extremely fast, which makes people react for a while, at least the shadow standing on the side is not reflected.

"Zhantian ..." Feng Zong's attack was not recovered, but he stared at Feng Zhantian in an incredible way. He never thought that his son would do anything to himself.

And it was a killing move.

Feng Zhantian looked no different, and raised his hand to draw a sword from Feng Zhu's body: "Father, let them go."

Just a simple sentence.

"Feng Zhuo." The shadow flashed forward and helped Feng Zhuo's shaky body, and he couldn't believe his hand to cover the wound on Feng Zhuo's body.

The blood kept flowing, and all eyes became red.

Su Qiqi sighed in a low voice: "Go quickly, if you don't leave, you will be too late."

The rest is nothing to do with them.

The Feng family must not be walking long.

There is no need to rush to kill.

Feng Zong's attack disappeared in no time, and the light scattered in the air. The whole person fell down like a kite with a broken line. Fortunately, the shadow came in time, otherwise he must be on the ground.

He spent his whole life, so unclear that he didn't want to die.

"Chasing, chasing ..." Fengzhu pushed the shadow away and said loudly, "Kill them, kill them ..."

He exhausted all his strength and filled all his internal forces.

He never realized what he wanted in his life. At this time, he was desperate and full of hatred.

Feng Zhantian, who had drawn the sword and returned to the sheath, stood there. He didn't go after Su Qiqi and his team, and he didn't step forward to help Feng Lord.

The whole is like a statue.

The shadow gritted his teeth, looked at Feng Zhantian, the killing in his eyes flashed, and then he got up and chased out of the study.

He even watched Feng Zong being stabbed, and he was even more annoyed by his self-blame at this time.

I also wanted to kill Su seven or seventy-five people to vent their anger.

Even the broken corpse Wan Duan does not relieve hate.

"Niezi." Fengzhu shouted with gritted teeth, staring straight at his own son, how could he never imagine that his son was going to kill himself.

Everything about himself is already his.

"Why?" Feng Zhu asked with resentment while protecting his body with internal force.

Feng Zhantian, whose expression was stiff and dull, finally had emotions. He lowered his head and looked at his father: "Father? What happened to you?"

Full of incredible looks.

Then he dropped the sword in his hand and went to help the Lord of the Phoenix on the ground. Something seemed to be busy: "What is going on?"

Fengzhu stared with a beard and looked at the changes before and after this son, and was puzzled.

Then I thought of the same, biting my teeth bitterly, and regretted: "Blame me."

In such a hurry, I felt a dull pain in my chest. The sword that Feng Zhantian had just asked him to die.

Fortunately, his foundation is not weak, and his mana is high, otherwise this will definitely die.

"Father, who hurt you? The son is going to take revenge for you." Feng Zhantian helped Feng Zhuo to a chair beside him. After this trouble, the study was also chaotic.

Feng Zhu has nothing to say, he cannot let his son commit suicide.

In the afternoon, one of his subordinates handed over the topographic map of the Feng family to the hands of Su Qiqi and others.

I have forgotten to be prepared for this.

He yelled, "Su Qiqi is a **** girl, she is so cunning."

"This person can't stay. Mo Wenchen's life and death are unknown. If they are gathered together, the Feng family will be in danger." Feng Zhantian said as he pulled away and said, "I'll kill them."

He didn't know that the sword had been stabbed into the body of the Lord Feng, but only knew that his father had planted it in Su Qiqi's hands.

The shadow soon caught up with the Seven Seven Seven Five.

A silent attack was launched from behind, and the internal force was also continuous, with great lethality.

Thoughts have come to the second order of God.

If this offensive is to be encountered by ordinary people, it will undoubtedly die.

However, Qiao Shan and Su Qiqi are not weak. They are both gods and above. Su Qiqi is even more god-level, but they are pregnant and cannot easily use mana to hurt them.

Su Qiqi evaded quickly.

And Qiao Shan turned back to fight back.

The mana collided in the air, lighting up the half-night sky, and it was a bit dazzling.

"It's dangerous." Bai Shaozi felt the escape from his death, patted his heart hard, and never forgot to help Su Qiqi: "Master, be careful."

Sooner or later, Hua took the lead back quickly and was not injured.

"Or you can try to control this person together." Hua Chi said to himself while pinching a fan. This person's internal strength is deeper than Feng Zhantian, and he is a tough opponent.

The opponents are too strong to be good for them.

Qiao Shan fought with Feng once, and also consumed some internal strength. After receiving a move, they played with the shadows. The two of them were fighting martial arts while fighting for mana.

It made the onlookers feel wonderful.

"Can you?" Su Qiqi stood beside Hua Chi and asked softly.

Although Hua Chi's dementia is advanced, some people are inherently strong-willed, and even if he is advanced to the top, he cannot control it.

This shadow Su Qiqi felt a bit difficult.

And obviously, his mana surpassed Qiao Shan. Even if Qiao Shan did not consume his internal power, he was afraid that he was not an opponent of this shadow.

Without the distraction of the shadow, it is difficult for Hua Chi to control him.

"Try it." Hua Chi also knows that the situation is urgent. If they are dragged again, the Feng family will chase after them, and they will die.

So try it no matter how difficult it is.

"July 7, you have to be careful." Then Hua Chi said solemnly again.

"Rest assured, I'll be fine." Su Qiqi shook her head. What she couldn't bear to see was what Hua Chi looked like at this time, and she really paid too much for herself.

She was a little scared.

"Su Qiqi, you **** it." Just as Hua Chi was about to apply Dementia to the shadows, Feng Zhantian ran over, holding the long sword that assassinated his father.

One side fiercely hacked into Su Qiqi's body.

Also sandwiched by unstoppable mana.

Menacing.

"stop."

Hua Chi whispered a few words and fluttered casually.

His eyes were soft as water.

The fierce and wicked Feng Zhantian stood there like a cat, and didn't move. He just shouted and killed, and instantly changed into a person.

The shadow in the fight with Qiao Shan was also a stun, and there seemed to be some young masters who could not reason to obey Hua Chi's words.

He doesn't think too much, he always follows the command line.

So even though he was puzzled at this time, he didn't think about it for too long, and continued to focus on Qiao Shan.

Bai Shaozi stood on the side of Su Qiqi, with a shadow on his face and a young age, grew up spoiled in Baifu, and never saw too many **** scenes.

He shivered, but tried to suppress it.

"Go, kill him." Hua Chi tried to control the shadows, but was unsuccessful, annoyed, and ordered directly to Feng Zhantian.

Feng Zhantian once again stagnates like a statue and raises his sword forward.

Without saying a word, he lifted his sword to the shadow.

Qiao Shan, already in a disadvantaged position, just took the opportunity to pull out, but he was sweating and almost lost.

There are people outside, and there is sky outside, and he has always understood, so he did not show anything.

Obediently backed down, standing on the side of Bai Shaozi to protect his left and right.

"Let them fight, let's go." Hua Chi glanced at Fengfu again. At this time, Fengfu was brightly lit. It seems that a group of people soon came after him.

Five people left quickly again.

Their direction is the valley in the day.

Because they have nowhere to go, there is also the only way to leave Phoenix Ridge.

The night was as blue as the moon, and the moonlight was like water.

In this night, the flowers are even more delicate.

When Su Qiqi and his party walked into the flowers, there was an angry drink behind them: "You all stay to make flower fertilizer."

Listening to the sound turned out to be the Lord of the Phoenix.

"So fast!" Su Qiqi knew that the sword would not kill Feng Lord, but at least it would make him unable to get out of bed and walk for a day. . . . . . .