Chapter 867
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* Pow! *
Wu Aofeng tossed his luggage to the side and glared at Chen Xiaobei. "Come on! I, Wu Aofeng, will not beg for mercy even if I can't defeat you! If you want to kill me, come and kill me with your fists! "
Wu Aofeng was really arrogant. Even though he knew that he was going to lose, he would not allow himself to be defeated.
Yue Junmo said condescendingly, "Heh … You? Do you think you can even take half of my attack? What a joke! "
"Master Yue, this piece of trash does not deserve your help! Why don't I help you to capture him? I don't want people to gossip about you behind your back! "
Harry squinted his eyes and smiled coldly.
To him, Wu Aofeng was already injured and his combat power was similar to Wu Aofeng's. That was why he could definitely capture Wu Aofeng.
He wanted to use this opportunity to do Yue Junmo a favor.
"Alright! It would be great if Mr. Harry is willing to do it for me! Later, I will help you to capture Chen Xiaobei! "
Yue Junmo nodded and said with a cold smile.
After all, Wu Aofeng was once a member of Mount Hua Faction. It would not be nice if Yue Junmo killed Wu Aofeng.
Yue Junmo was more than happy to see Harry kill Wu Aofeng for him.
"Mr. Wu! Die now! "
With a roar, Harry's body shape changed in an instant!
His hair turned white and a pair of wings grew out from his back. His eyes turned silver and his entire body looked demonic!
This was the form of the grand duke of Blood Descendant!
It was similar to the special ability of a Demonic Beast. After transforming into this form, his combat power would be stronger than when he was in his human form!
* Swoosh! *
With a flap of his wings, Harry dashed toward Wu Aofeng like a streak of white light.
"Mad Warrior Aofeng!"
Wu Aofeng was not an ordinary person. Immediately, a bronze colored True Kang appeared on his fists.
His True Kang turned into two combat swords and charged at Harry.
* Shinng! *
Instantly, both of them collided with each other. Their True Kang clashed with each other like a pair of Divine Weapons clashing with each other.
* Shinng … * Shinng … *
Wu Aofeng swung his combat swords at Harry while Harry used his claws to counter his attacks.
The two of them were so fast that they clashed more than a dozen times every second.
"What the f * ck … Is he even human?"
Zhuang Bufan was dumbfounded. All he saw was a flash of light, but he couldn't see a single movement.
"Too strong … I wouldn't be able to reach this level even if I trained for another ten years …"
Zhuang Bifan's eyes were wide open as well. Even with his 20000 combat power, he could only get a rough idea of what was going on. His eyes and mind could not keep up with what was going on.
If he were to ask himself, he would probably be dismembered in the blink of an eye and have his head separated from his body!
"Strange! Weren't you hurt just now? Why doesn't it show any signs of weakening? "
On the battlefield, Harry furrowed his brows in surprise.
He had wanted to do her a favor easily, but he didn't expect that he would only be able to gain a slight upper hand when he used the Blood Tribe's innate talent!
Wu Aofeng did not look like he was injured at all. His strength was still at its peak. Coupled with his skillful swordsmanship, he did not look like he was going to lose.
The battle was not going to be as easy as Harry thought. If he was not careful, he might even be defeated by Wu Aofeng.
"Someone gave me a bottle of medicine, and it healed my wounds! Don't even think about taking advantage of me! Dream on! "
With a grin on his face, Wu Aofeng changed his attack.
"Sun Piercing Prideful Edge!"
The True Kang dual swords in Wu Aofeng's hands lit up. It was as if the dual swords were enhanced by a special skill.
* Shinng! * * Shinng! *
The dual swords landed on Harry's chest at lightning speed.
"Ouch …"
Harry screamed in pain and flew ten meters away from Wu Aofeng.
His True Kang Armor did not dissipate, but on his left and right side of his chest, there were bloody grooves the size of a knuckle. His skin was torn open, and blood was gushing out!
"What the f * ck! Wu Aofeng's attack just now pierced through Harry's True Kang! "
Zhuang Bifan exclaimed in shock.
"Master Harry! Are you alright? Master Harry … "
All thirty Blood Descendants were getting nervous. They took out their longbows and aimed at Wu Aofeng.
"Stop talking nonsense! Fire your arrows! "
Harry covered his chest with both hands and screamed in exasperation, like a woman who had been molested. His movements were very comical.
Although the two Blood Bars were not fatal, to Harry and Yue Junmo, it was like two loud slaps on their faces!
They thought that they could kill Wu Aofeng easily.
In the end, not only did he fail to act cool, he was even f * cked. His face was completely lost.
* Swoosh * * Swoosh *
In the next second, the arrows rained down on Wu Aofeng.
* Shinng … *
With his True Kang Dual Swords and True Kang Armor, Wu Aofeng was not afraid of the rain of arrows. In a short period of time, his defense was impenetrable.
However, the rain of arrows was like boiling a frog in warm water. Although it did not seem to be dangerous, Wu Aofeng's True Qi would be drained every time he blocked an arrow.
As time went by, he would be drained to death.
Even so, Yue Junmo did not have the patience to wait. He wanted to kill Wu Aofeng immediately.
* Swoosh *
Quietly, Yue Junmo went to Wu Aofeng's side and a silver True Kang sword could be seen coming out from his palm.
Like a venomous snake, Yue Junmo locked his eyes on Wu Aofeng's throat, waiting for the perfect opportunity to slit his throat.
* Shinng … *
Wu Aofeng's attention was focused on Harry and the arrows that were coming at him.
He did not realize that Yue Junmo, who claimed that he did not want to attack him, was hiding in the corner, preparing a sneak attack.
"Wu Aofeng! Go to hell! "
Yue Junmo's attention was fully focused on Wu Aofeng.
Suddenly, there was a big flaw in Wu Aofeng's movement. Yue Junmo saw it and focused all his strength on his hand. He was going to give Wu Aofeng a fatal blow.
"Shit!"
Hearing that, Wu Aofeng's expression changed. He turned to look at Yue Junmo.
At the same time, everyone turned to look at Yue Junmo.
But in the next moment, everyone was completely dumbfounded.
* Slap! *
An ear-deafening sound exploded on Yue Junmo's face.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared beside Yue Junmo.
Without saying a word, he slapped Yue Junmo so hard that he was sent flying.
The young master of Mount Hua Faction, an elite with 45000 combat power could not believe that he fell to the ground and landed ten meters away.
Yue Junmo spat out a mouthful of blood and rolled his dead fish eyes. He did not even see who was the one who slapped him and he fell into a deep coma.
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