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The dead-handled wooden hanger patted the back of his head and said thoughtfully.

"So confident? Looks like I need to be more careful!"

Bai Cheng touched his chin and his face became a little ugly. He felt the terrifying aura of those gas soldiers and pretended to be relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Cheng was reluctant to fight these guys. Once caught in the quagmire of battle, the threat to oneself will be enormous.

""

Seeing that the dead-handled wooden hanging and Zhuge Qingfeng were about to talk, Bai Cheng's figure flashed, and he quickly slipped away while the other was not paying attention.

"It's a pity, I can't escape!

That dead-handled wooden hanger spread his hands, and didn't even intend to chase after Bai Cheng. He hooked his finger, indicating that his gas soldiers could start.

""

When Cai Chen passed through those gas soldiers, he was blocked by an invisible wall. He slammed into it so hard that he was dizzy.

"What is this~||?"

Bai Cheng rubbed his forehead and tried his best to clear his consciousness.

"Enchantment, I learned from you. The quality is not bad..."

The dead-handed wooden hanging yin and yang laughed strangely, he came to Bai Cheng, and said thoughtfully.

""

Bai Cheng raised his head and stared at the dead man's eyes, responding nonchalantly.

"..."

Just when Bai Cheng was about to control the dead handle, Zhuge Qingfeng snapped his fingers slowly.

"It's dangerous!"

The dead handle wooden hanging immediately recovered, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, and smiled slightly. Immediately afterwards, he took a few steps back towards the back and came to a relatively safe position.

"Or, let's get started. There's no point in spending like this..."

Bai Cheng patted his head and stretched his body. A Shunpo rushed out and came to Zhuge Qingfeng in an instant. A fist hit the opponent's head, but was blocked by a gas soldier.

"As you wish, in three or three groups. Let me keep consuming this guy..."

The dead handle wooden hanging nodded, turned around and said to his subordinates very seriously.

"Whoosh...

"

"Whoosh...

Say it's late, then it's fast. Before the voice of the dead handle fell, the three gas soldiers had already arrived around Bai Cheng.

I saw a few of them scattered and standing around Bai Cheng, forming a horn. There was no way for Bai Cheng to attack easily, and everyone looked at each other blankly.

""'Secret Law-Wan Lei Dungeon Lead!'

Suddenly, Bai Cheng's hands quickly formed a seal. Countless lightning strikes appeared around him, and after a few seconds, those guys were instantly killed.

"this……"

The dead wooden hanger was also stunned by Bai Cheng's actions, he nodded, and then the other three rushed out.

"..."

Bai Cheng won't give the opponent (Zhao Nuohao) any chance to land this time. Before one of the guys could stand firm, Bai Cheng punched the opponent's head to play.

The latter's head blossomed in an instant, and the whole person fell to the ground in a daze, losing his intuition.

"I said, will there be any problems in this way, are you sure you can kill Bai Cheng with three people?"

That Zhuge Qingfeng approached the dead handle wooden hanger and said thoughtfully.

"No problem!