Chapter 240
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"Old dog Pang, I'm behind you!" Feng Yixiu suddenly patted the Pang Family Head's back.
The Pang Family Head turned around and pulled out a dagger, preparing to slice Feng Yixiu's throat.
However, his speed was like that of a tortoise in Feng Yixiu's eyes. Feng Yixiu's mental power had exceeded the limit of a Second Order.
The hundreds of elastic balls were unable to harm him, let alone the tortoise-like speed of the Pang Family Head.
Feng Yixiu easily dodged the sneak attack and grabbed the Pang Family Head's right arm, preparing to attack in close range.
"Damn it! Grey Mountain Wolf King, help me! "The Pang Family Head wanted to use his remaining hand to use a Silver Grade Magic Card.
"Kacha!"
However, Feng Yixiu was faster. Before the Magic Card could reach him, Feng Yixiu used a grappling hand to break the Pang Family Head's arm.
"Ah!"
The Pang Family Head's left arm was completely dislocated, hanging limply from his shoulder.
Feng Yixiu was so agile that it was as if he was a part of the Pang Family Head's body. No matter how hard the Pang Family Head struggled, he could not shake off Feng Yixiu's grip.
"Thunder Eight Parts Throw!"
Feng Yixiu grabbed the Pang Family Head's waist from behind and used a Waist Bow.
"Boom!"
Patriarch Pang's fat face was directly imprinted on the cold ground, and he fell to the ground in a daze.
However, before he could recover, Feng Yixiu's body was like a fiery wheel, continuously using the Waist Bow.
The powerful inertia made Feng Yixiu's strength stronger and stronger. Every time, the Pang Family Head's face was fiercely imprinted on the ground.
From afar, this move looked like a Thunderstorm Windfire Wheel. Its power was extremely terrifying.
"Go away!" Feng Yixiu used the Waist Bow one last time and threw the Pang Family Head, the huge force sent him flying into the steel wall.
Since its master had fainted, the Grey Mountain Wolf King also slowly turned into a ray of light and began to dissipate.
Feng Yixiu clapped his hands in a relaxed manner. He then turned to Nekomata, who was still battling the Blood Spiritualist, and asked with a smile, "Nekomata, do you need my help?"
Nekomata chuckled. "No need. It's just a high-level Heavenly Demon Envoy. There's no need for you to do anything!"
Feng Yixiu rubbed his nose in boredom and watched the battle between them. It could be said that it was a fight between immortals!
The strength and precision of his attack were just right, and not a single trace of spiritual energy was wasted in places where it should not be wasted.
The black-clothed Blood Spiritualist looked at the fainted Patriarch Pang and fiercely said, "A mere high-ranked Skyfiend Envoy? What arrogance! I'd like to see how you'll break my Blood Demon Armor! "
Suddenly, the Blood Spiritualist's body was wrapped in a layer of blood-colored armor that was even thicker than the Blood Demon True Body used by the Mid-Level Heavenly Demon Envoy. Clear blood-colored patterns appeared on the armor. It was clearly much more powerful than the Blood Demon True Body used by the Mid-Level Heavenly Demon Envoy.
Nekomata smiled and looked at the Blood Spiritualist in front of him. He still calmly attacked the Blood Spiritualist's heart.
The black imprint on the Blood Spiritualist's chest began to become clearer and larger.
"Pa!"
Just a light attack was enough to make the Blood Spiritualist retreat a dozen steps. An obvious crack appeared on the Blood Demon Armor on his chest.
The black-clothed Blood Spiritualist looked at Nekomata in astonishment.
Nekomata's attack was like scratching an itch, but now, it actually shattered the Blood Demon Armor with a single attack.
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