With the order from Chen Yuyang, soldiers in military uniforms kept pouring out of the room in the apartment, probably as many as 20 or 30. The leaders were Li Jie and Chen Shuang. Li Jie smiled gloomy and said, "You guys who are ungrateful, don't you know that Brother Yangzi is the instructor of the Northeast Snow Wolf Team? Even the saber is not our opponent, and you psychics dare to be arrogant!"

Li Jie spoke with confidence and exuded an astonishing power, which was level oppression. Lengxue, shrouded under the pressure, smirked himself and said, "I didn't expect you to be so big. It seems that we have made a mistake. Piaoxue, Brother Leng is sorry for you!"

Speaking, Cold Blood showed his blood-drinking knife and slashed straight towards Li Jie. At the same time, Piaoxue, Zhuxin, and Zhufeng also moved. Piaoxue's Ice and Snow Blade, Zhufeng's Gangfeng Knife, Zhuxin's Deadly Claws all lit up one by one, and for a moment the entire apartment was filled with wind and the cold snow.

However, these supernatural elements cannot even exert 50% of their power under Chen Yuyang's Golden Crow Sun True Fire cover.

"The strong wind gives me endless power and wipe out the enemies standing in front of me!"

Zhu Feng sang for a while, and the space was filled with endless gale winds. The gale winds blew on the clothes of members of the Snow Wolf Team, leaving countless scratches.

Chen Yuyang smiled contemptuously and said, "I didn't expect that in addition to being a psychic, you also know Western magic! OK!"

Originally, Zhufeng was about to cover his companions' retreat after a blow, but was stopped by Chen Yuyang's ghostly figure. The fist with the golden crow's true fire hit Zhufeng's left shoulder with a bang, bombarding Zhufeng's entire body out.

Zhufeng had no power to fight back, and Chen Yuyang's fist came too fast and too powerful. The power of the fist burned a big hole through Zhufeng's body. Zhufeng covered his pierced left shoulder with one hand and wailed in pain.

"Chasing the Wind!"

"Chasing the Wind!"

With a cold-blooded knife, he jumped out of Li Jie's entanglement and ran desperately towards Zhufeng.

"Let's go, go quickly, go quickly!!" Zhu Feng shouted desperately.

After two rounds of war, Zhu Feng was beaten to a half-dead state, which no one expected. After all, fighting with someone who had reached the x level was definitely a painful thing.

Li Jie and Chen Shuang instantly surrounded them, giving them a chance to escape. The fighting blood in the witch clan's body couldn't help but burn, and the huge fists were aimed straight at Lengxue and Chasing the Heart. The supernatural powers at this moment were simply a joke in front of these monsters.

Cold blood, Piaoxue could not resist the endless powerless fist. Moreover, Chen Yuyang was supervising the battle, and their faces were already desperate. Cold blood sighed in a faint voice: "Days, days!"

Chen Shuang approached and smiled and said, "It's not the number of days, it's you who provoked the wrong person! My Brother Yangzi didn't provoke you, but you dared to come to the door. No wonder we are!"

Speaking, Chen Shuang put his handprints on his hands and said, "Fight!"

The huge golden palm pounced straight towards the cold blood, causing the furniture in the entire apartment to thump! hf();
Chapter completed!