At this moment, Feng Buming's speed was even faster than before, and the surrounding aliens couldn't even catch Feng Buming's figure.

There was an uproar in the audience, Feng Buming's speed was too abnormal at the moment, and many foreigners thought that Zhuo Wen's death was coming.

Zhuo Wen was very calm. At the moment Feng Buming disappeared, he used the magic power candle dragon's eye.

In an instant, the surrounding vision became clear, and even the trajectory of Feng Buming's movement could be clearly seen in his eyes.

Pooh!

Zhuo Wen suddenly pulled out the bloody musket that pierced through his chest, and then stepped on the ground with his right foot, shaking the ground violently with great force.

Afterwards, Zhuo Wen turned around quickly, and stabbed behind him with the bloody musket in his hand.

Pooh!

The sound of the spear piercing the flesh sounded, and then the sound of blood dripping into the ground gathered together. At this moment, the stage of weeping blood seemed so crisp and strange.

I saw that in front of Zhuo Wen, Feng Buming stopped in front of Zhuo Wen as if time stood still, his neck was pierced by a spear, and blood poured out like a flood that burst a bank.

Feng Buming stared at Zhuo Wen, his eyes were full of disbelief.

How is this possible?

He used the tenth layer of the Phoenix Sacred Code, which was faster and more powerful. How could Zhuo Wen predict his position in advance and stab this shot...

Zhuo Wen didn't care about Feng Buming's shock, his right hand tightly grasped the end of the bloody musket, his left hand twisted violently, and hit the musket.

Terrifying energy ripples exploded from the bloody musket, and then the entire bloody musket exploded.

The vast and powerful energy spreads rapidly in all directions.

Feng Buming's eyes were wide open, his neck was pierced by the bloody musket, and now the energy of the bloody musket exploded, and he was the first to bear the brunt of being hit by this energy.

Pooh!

I saw Feng Buming's neck bursting directly, and the blood mist scattered in all directions.

Feng Buming screamed, his neck exploded directly, his head was separated, and blood gushed out like a water column, looking extremely miserable.

However, Feng Buming moved very quickly. After his neck was blown apart, a golden light burst out between his brows, and then Feng Buming fled in a hurry.

That was exactly Feng Buming's soul.

Zhuo Wen had been on guard against Feng Buming's move for a long time, he pointed with his right hand, and the Leihuo sword whizzed out, wrapped in terrifying thunderfire energy, swept away, and blasted towards Feng Buming's soul.

Naturally, Feng Buming saw the looting Thunder Fire Sword, especially felt the terrifying coercion escaping from the Thunder Fire Sword. His eyes widened and he felt the threat of death.

"No��"

Feng Buming struggled desperately, trying to escape from Lei Huojian, but he found in despair that Lei Huojian's aura had completely locked him in, and he couldn't escape such a terrifying and powerful aura at all.

"Hey! Little boy, don't struggle, just stay there passively, and let Master Long take care of you!"

Xiao Hei Jie Jie laughed, the laughter was extremely obscene, like a pervert who was single for many years and saw a peerless beauty for the first time, he was so embarrassed.

boom!

However, when Lei Huojian was about to catch up with Feng Buming and sent Feng Buming to the west with a single blow, a terrifying energy surged, and immediately a palm slapped fiercely on Lei Huojian.

"Fuck! What bastard, beat your Grandpa Long to death!"

Xiao Hei obviously didn't pay attention to the sudden appearance of this palm, let alone the power of this palm, he was sent flying upside down, cursing and cursing the palm owner's eighteen generations of ancestors all over the place .

Zhuo Wen raised his head, and noticed that the person standing in front of Feng Buming's spirit was Hong Lao from the Phoenix Clan.

At this moment, Hong Lao's face was ugly, and the expression on his face was filled with suppressed anger.

Xiao Hei was really too cheap, and he kept scolding like a cannonball, and Hong Lao's face was blackened by the words.

If it wasn't for Hong Lao wanting to protect Feng Buming's spirit, he would have rushed up and beat up this poor Qi Ling, it was so cheap that he couldn't stand it.

"...Don't talk now, I'm afraid of your Grandpa Long! Now that you're afraid, why don't you roll over here and kowtow to your Grandpa Long to make amends, serve tea and water, and kneel down to beg for mercy."

Xiao Hei was very snarky, seeing that Hong Lao didn't move, this guy was getting more and more aggressive, and he wanted to make Hong Lao come over and apologize and become his grandson.

This old Hong was so angry that his face turned blue and white.

"Xiao Hei, come back!" Zhuo Wen said. JrNovels.com