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Energy guns, their family also has them, but they won't use them easily, after all, that thing is too expensive, high-end energy guns, a bullet is millions, and every shot is burning money.

And the lethality is too great, and it is easy to accidentally injure others.

Unexpectedly, Feng Chen's physical defense has reached the level of an eighth-level martial artist.

Good guy, isn't he only level six, how can the physical defense be so strong!

But Feng Chen will not give them time to think about it, at this time, Feng Chen's face is hideous, holding the ninth-level submachine gun and constantly shooting at the remaining masters, shouting: "Don't you want monkey wine, come and get it!" The eighth-level

masters around him were taken aback, and hurriedly retreated: "Quick, retreat, retreat." But

even if everyone retreated quickly, seven or eight people could not escape from the range of the energy gun and were knocked to the ground.

Retreat into the distance.

The rest of the people had ugly faces, and they could not have imagined that this robbery would encounter such a situation!

When the monkey demon lair is in the lair, there are obviously many traces of being shot by the energy gun, and the dust can suddenly enter the monkey demon's lair and take away the monkey wine, obviously with the energy gun.

They entered the silly siege and sealed the dust, not knowing how to guard against his energy gun, resulting in heavy losses now.

"Rushing up from different places, I'm going to kill this kid today. An eighth-level fifth-stage martial artist shouted.

The remaining two eighth-level martial artists nodded, and the figures of the three moved quickly, so fast that they were blurry, and they couldn't catch their movement path at all.

There were two people who went around to the left of the dust, one person who went around to the back of the dust, and the three of them rushed towards the dust in a triangle.

Eighth-level martial artists, bursting out with all their might, with a speed of seven hundred meters per second, they are now prepared to guard against the dust sealing energy gun, which moves in an arc.

Feng Chen couldn't even see their figures clearly, and he didn't have time to strafe them with his energy gun.

"Boy, take your life!" In front of Feng Chen, the eighth-level fifth-stage martial artist suddenly appeared, roaring angrily, and the cultivation of the eighth-level five-stage exploded, killing Feng Chen.

Feng Chen's fierce aura was also aroused in his heart at this time, and the Divine Soul Attack Cone Soul Thorn was used again, and the power of the Divine Soul turned into four invisible spikes, continuously stabbing at the brain of the eighth-level fifth-stage martial artist.

The eighth-level fifth-stage martial artist was hit, and his speed suddenly slowed down, and his mind was a little trance-like, and when he reached the eighth-level fifth-stage, his divine soul was much stronger than Le Fan's, and the spiritual attack of sealing the dust, although it could cause damage to him, could not make him lose his combat effectiveness.

But this pause is enough for Feng Chen.

The momentum of Feng Chen's whole body exploded, and the divine power "Guiding Thunder God Mantra" suddenly operated, and above the sky, lightning and thunder roared instantly, and the surging power of thunder and lightning was led down from the sky by Feng Chen, and the thunder patterns on Feng Chen's body converged.

"Go!" Feng Chen shouted, and in an instant, the four terrifying heavenly thunders gathered around him blasted towards the eighth-level fifth-stage martial artist, instantly hitting the eighth-level fifth-stage martial artist who was in a trance in front of him.

The body of the eighth-level fifth-stage martial artist was struck by lightning, and the purple lightning raged on his body, arcing around, and he fell to the ground dying.

Feng Chen's body quickly left the place, ready to start a tug-of-war with the remaining two eighth-level

martial artists, "Boy, you will die today." "A martial artist of the eighth rank and sixth rank had a hideous face and attacked the sealing dust from behind.

Since Feng Chen had just dealt with the eighth-level fourth-stage martial artist in front of him, he had already wasted most of his time, and now it was too late to dodge.

The strength of the person behind him at the eighth level and sixth stage all exploded, and a palm blasted out, hitting the dust sealing vest, directly blasting the whole person into the air.

Sealing the dust feels like being hit by a high-speed train.

smashed on the ground in front of him, and slid for more than ten meters before stopping.

Feng Chencong stood up, patted the clothes that had been rubbed and rotten, as if he was fine, and said, "That's it, haven't you eaten?"