Chapter 3262
Chen Shaofeng's voice just fell, and the magic knife in his hand has been mercilessly cut off towards Zhao Hai.
Zhao Hai felt the strong resentment. He was cold in his heart and didn't dare to neglect it. The golden long gun in his hand met the butcher's divine knife fiercely.
"Dang --"
The crisp sound resounded through the whole sky.
A violent tremor came, and the golden spear was cut off by the butcher's sword.
Chen Shaofeng continued to attack Zhao Hai who fell to the ground with a butcher's magic knife.
"Zhao Hai, I advise you to hold your hands and catch it. Otherwise, if I cut it later, not only your head will be cut off, but also your spirit will be completely refined by my knife! You won't want to see that scene, will you?!" Chen Shaofeng's face was full of ferocious color. Looking at Zhao Hai, who fell on the ground and was covered with blood, he shouted coldly.
"Chen Shaofeng, don't dream. I, Zhao Haining, would rather die than succumb to your power. Today, I just want to defend my dignity with my life!" When Zhao Hai heard the speech, the muscles on his face beat violently and roared loudly.
"Well, I'd rather die than succumb to obscenity! Then die for me today!" When Chen Shaofeng heard that the other party actually said such words back, he was angry. The Tu magic knife in his hand cut forward again. A violent light of golden sword Gang shrouded Zhao Hai and wanted to kill him on the spot.
At this moment, a shrill wail came out of Zhao Hai's mouth.
A small gap appeared on Zhao Hai's wrist, and a trace of bright red blood flowed out of the wound.
His arm was also cut off a large piece of flesh and blood by the vigorous light of this powerful sword.
"Ah!"
Zhao Hai made a painful howl, and the look on his face became unbearable.
"Ha ha, Zhao Hai, do you deserve to compete with me? Your golden long gun is just a inferior holy weapon. How can you resist my butcher's sword?! now, go to hell!" Chen Shaofeng said with a laugh.
On the black magic knife in his hand, the strong evil spirit gathered on the blade madly.
"Chen Shaofeng, no, I'm not willing. I won't be willing to die!" Zhao Hai looked at the butcher's magic knife that came to him quickly and resisted it desperately. Fortunately, he resisted it and didn't kill him.
Zhao Hai's face was full of pain, and a lot of sweat came out of his forehead.
His body, the 20 million yuan baby, is desperately absorbing the pure soul force pouring out of Zhao Hai's body.
Chen Shaofeng looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help nodding slightly. He thought to himself that although Zhao Hai's cultivation was abandoned by him, he was still reluctantly supporting him.
Zhao Hai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Chen Shaofeng didn't attack him again.
"Chen Shaofeng, if you let me go, I'll let you go! If you still won't let me go, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhao Hai shouted loudly.
"Zhao Hai, do you have any other means to make it out!" Hearing the speech, Chen Shaofeng laughed and said.
Chen Shaofeng knows that Zhao Hai can't play any strong strength under such circumstances. All he has to do is kill him as soon as possible!
"Zhao Hai, die!" Chen Shaofeng cut off Zhao Hai on the ground again.
"Hum, Chen Shaofeng, if you dare to hurt me, my father will certainly let you live and die!" When Zhao Hai heard the speech, his face showed a ferocious color and threatened Chen Shaofeng fiercely.
"Hahaha... Hahaha...!"
Hearing the speech, Chen Shaofeng couldn't help laughing up to the sky.
Chen Shaofeng laughed loudly. His laughter, like magic, made the surrounding trees, lawns and stones sway violently.
"Zhao Hai, you'd better consider your own safety first!" Chen Shaofeng laughed, and the butcher knife in his hand continued to chop at Zhao Hai.
"My father is an elder of Fengyun sect. Zhao Yuntian, if you want to kill me, he will not let you go!" Zhao Hai heard the speech and shouted.
"Ha ha, Zhao Hai, I really admire your father's means. It's rare to cultivate a gifted son like you! However, so what? Your father doesn't know where he is imprisoned now. What if he comes? Am I Chen Shaofeng still afraid of him?" Hearing the speech, Chen Shaofeng responded loudly.
Zhao Hai's face was full of panic. He couldn't help regretting. He knew he wouldn't compete with Chen Shaofeng. Now, his wrist has been cut off and can't protect him anymore. He can only wait to be killed by Chen Shaofeng!
"Zhao Hai, I advise you not to struggle any more. Otherwise, once my butcher's sword falls on your head, even if you are an immortal, you won't be able to save you!" Chen Shaofeng continued to threaten in a cold voice.
When Zhao Hai heard the speech, his legs softened and he knelt down on the ground. His face was full of pain. His knees bent on the ground, and his eyes were full of fear.
He knew that once Chen Shaofeng cut off his head, even the gods could not save him.
"Chen Shaofeng, can I surrender? Please spare my life!" Zhao Hai knelt on the ground and begged for mercy loudly.
When Chen Shaofeng heard the speech, he snorted coldly, ignored Zhao Hai, and continued to urge the Tu magic knife in his hand to cut off on Zhao Hai's forehead.
Chen Shaofeng wants to end the battle as quickly as possible so as not to have a long dream at night.
At this moment, a roar appeared.
"Chen Shaofeng, you dare to kill my son. I want you to die!" Zhao Yuntian roared and appeared here.
Zhao Yuntian's figure appeared in front of Chen Shaofeng.
Zhao Yuntian was dressed in blue and looked very handsome. There was a strong killing opportunity in his eyes. He looked very ferocious and gloomy.
As soon as he appeared, he displayed a huge purple Divine Shield to block the attack of Chen Shaofeng's Tu divine knife. At the same time, a purple long bow appeared in his palm, opened the long bow, and purple arrows flew towards Chen Shaofeng.
"Zhao Hai, give it to me here. Run away quickly!" Seeing this, Chen Shaofeng shouted to Zhao Haidao.
Zhao Hai could not help looking up at his father, who was only 300 feet away from him. He felt confident in his heart. He knew that with his father's protection, he would never have anything. He believed that his father Zhao Yuntian would be able to kill Chen Shaofeng.
Without hesitation, Zhao Hai stood up and rushed to the mountains and forests in the distance, galloping away in the distance.
Zhao Hai felt the strong resentment. He was cold in his heart and didn't dare to neglect it. The golden long gun in his hand met the butcher's divine knife fiercely.
"Dang --"
The crisp sound resounded through the whole sky.
A violent tremor came, and the golden spear was cut off by the butcher's sword.
Chen Shaofeng continued to attack Zhao Hai who fell to the ground with a butcher's magic knife.
"Zhao Hai, I advise you to hold your hands and catch it. Otherwise, if I cut it later, not only your head will be cut off, but also your spirit will be completely refined by my knife! You won't want to see that scene, will you?!" Chen Shaofeng's face was full of ferocious color. Looking at Zhao Hai, who fell on the ground and was covered with blood, he shouted coldly.
"Chen Shaofeng, don't dream. I, Zhao Haining, would rather die than succumb to your power. Today, I just want to defend my dignity with my life!" When Zhao Hai heard the speech, the muscles on his face beat violently and roared loudly.
"Well, I'd rather die than succumb to obscenity! Then die for me today!" When Chen Shaofeng heard that the other party actually said such words back, he was angry. The Tu magic knife in his hand cut forward again. A violent light of golden sword Gang shrouded Zhao Hai and wanted to kill him on the spot.
At this moment, a shrill wail came out of Zhao Hai's mouth.
A small gap appeared on Zhao Hai's wrist, and a trace of bright red blood flowed out of the wound.
His arm was also cut off a large piece of flesh and blood by the vigorous light of this powerful sword.
"Ah!"
Zhao Hai made a painful howl, and the look on his face became unbearable.
"Ha ha, Zhao Hai, do you deserve to compete with me? Your golden long gun is just a inferior holy weapon. How can you resist my butcher's sword?! now, go to hell!" Chen Shaofeng said with a laugh.
On the black magic knife in his hand, the strong evil spirit gathered on the blade madly.
"Chen Shaofeng, no, I'm not willing. I won't be willing to die!" Zhao Hai looked at the butcher's magic knife that came to him quickly and resisted it desperately. Fortunately, he resisted it and didn't kill him.
Zhao Hai's face was full of pain, and a lot of sweat came out of his forehead.
His body, the 20 million yuan baby, is desperately absorbing the pure soul force pouring out of Zhao Hai's body.
Chen Shaofeng looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help nodding slightly. He thought to himself that although Zhao Hai's cultivation was abandoned by him, he was still reluctantly supporting him.
Zhao Hai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Chen Shaofeng didn't attack him again.
"Chen Shaofeng, if you let me go, I'll let you go! If you still won't let me go, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhao Hai shouted loudly.
"Zhao Hai, do you have any other means to make it out!" Hearing the speech, Chen Shaofeng laughed and said.
Chen Shaofeng knows that Zhao Hai can't play any strong strength under such circumstances. All he has to do is kill him as soon as possible!
"Zhao Hai, die!" Chen Shaofeng cut off Zhao Hai on the ground again.
"Hum, Chen Shaofeng, if you dare to hurt me, my father will certainly let you live and die!" When Zhao Hai heard the speech, his face showed a ferocious color and threatened Chen Shaofeng fiercely.
"Hahaha... Hahaha...!"
Hearing the speech, Chen Shaofeng couldn't help laughing up to the sky.
Chen Shaofeng laughed loudly. His laughter, like magic, made the surrounding trees, lawns and stones sway violently.
"Zhao Hai, you'd better consider your own safety first!" Chen Shaofeng laughed, and the butcher knife in his hand continued to chop at Zhao Hai.
"My father is an elder of Fengyun sect. Zhao Yuntian, if you want to kill me, he will not let you go!" Zhao Hai heard the speech and shouted.
"Ha ha, Zhao Hai, I really admire your father's means. It's rare to cultivate a gifted son like you! However, so what? Your father doesn't know where he is imprisoned now. What if he comes? Am I Chen Shaofeng still afraid of him?" Hearing the speech, Chen Shaofeng responded loudly.
Zhao Hai's face was full of panic. He couldn't help regretting. He knew he wouldn't compete with Chen Shaofeng. Now, his wrist has been cut off and can't protect him anymore. He can only wait to be killed by Chen Shaofeng!
"Zhao Hai, I advise you not to struggle any more. Otherwise, once my butcher's sword falls on your head, even if you are an immortal, you won't be able to save you!" Chen Shaofeng continued to threaten in a cold voice.
When Zhao Hai heard the speech, his legs softened and he knelt down on the ground. His face was full of pain. His knees bent on the ground, and his eyes were full of fear.
He knew that once Chen Shaofeng cut off his head, even the gods could not save him.
"Chen Shaofeng, can I surrender? Please spare my life!" Zhao Hai knelt on the ground and begged for mercy loudly.
When Chen Shaofeng heard the speech, he snorted coldly, ignored Zhao Hai, and continued to urge the Tu magic knife in his hand to cut off on Zhao Hai's forehead.
Chen Shaofeng wants to end the battle as quickly as possible so as not to have a long dream at night.
At this moment, a roar appeared.
"Chen Shaofeng, you dare to kill my son. I want you to die!" Zhao Yuntian roared and appeared here.
Zhao Yuntian's figure appeared in front of Chen Shaofeng.
Zhao Yuntian was dressed in blue and looked very handsome. There was a strong killing opportunity in his eyes. He looked very ferocious and gloomy.
As soon as he appeared, he displayed a huge purple Divine Shield to block the attack of Chen Shaofeng's Tu divine knife. At the same time, a purple long bow appeared in his palm, opened the long bow, and purple arrows flew towards Chen Shaofeng.
"Zhao Hai, give it to me here. Run away quickly!" Seeing this, Chen Shaofeng shouted to Zhao Haidao.
Zhao Hai could not help looking up at his father, who was only 300 feet away from him. He felt confident in his heart. He knew that with his father's protection, he would never have anything. He believed that his father Zhao Yuntian would be able to kill Chen Shaofeng.
Without hesitation, Zhao Hai stood up and rushed to the mountains and forests in the distance, galloping away in the distance.
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