Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess

Chapter 172: Injuried

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That's right, that very familiar feeling...

That particularly powerful aura was not even weaker than Elder Qian who was very close to them!

However, even so, the biggest threat to them right now is Elder Qian.

Routuan suddenly turned his head, and stared at Elder Qian with a pair of blue eyes.

Seeing that Elder Qian was about to hit Feng Chuge, Routuan let out a low cry.

The blue light in the bottom of the eyes became more and more dazzling.

In an instant, a blue flame-like thing shot out from the fleshy pupils.

"Bang bang bang—" the impact sounded.

Elder Qian didn't expect such an accident to happen, so he took two steps back.

He raised his head, looked at the meatball in Feng Chuge's arms, and the anger in his eyes burned even more.

Elder Qian was also unambiguous, and continued to pursue—

The meat ball is still a low-level spirit beast, and its combat effectiveness is also very weak. The fire just now had already consumed too much of its spiritual power.

However, fortunately, that blow gave Feng Chuge enough time.

Feng Chuge moved a position, and finally landed in a relatively open place, and he was no longer as restrained as before.

"Yao Nu, take your life!!" Elder Qian called out to Yao Nu in a loud voice. Right now, he wished he could tear Feng Chuge's body to pieces.

Under Elder Qian's pursuit, Feng Chuge had almost no possibility of fighting back.

She gritted her teeth—

She is still not strong enough! !

If he was strong enough, how could he be chased so far by Elder Qian

But after a while, Feng Chuge was forced into a corner by Elder Qian again.

This is a corner, and the two sides are a wall. The place where he can escape has already been blocked by Elder Qian.

Elder Qian looked at Feng Chuge coldly, and suddenly said, "Feng Chuge, go to hell!"

He raised his hand, and around his robe, at this moment, a strong air flow surged again.

A gust of wind blew through the entire hall.

All the people were once again so fascinated that they couldn't keep their eyes open.

That powerful air current directly oppressed every nerve of Feng Chuge.

At this moment, Feng Chuge clearly sensed the breath of death...

The air flow came straight towards her.

Pupils shrank slightly, Feng Chuge suddenly stretched out his hands—

"Bang—" There was a loud noise in the room.

It was seen that Feng Chuge smashed the tiles of the roof with his bare hands, and his whole body went up quickly.

But even so, she still did not avoid Elder Qian's attack.

The spiritual power that originally wanted to hit the death spot on her head, at this moment, all hit her abdomen.

Pain, following the whole body...

Feng Chuge only felt a salty taste in his throat.

"puff-"

A mouthful of blood spat out from her mouth.

Also because of the abdominal injury, the spiritual power in the dantian can't be lifted up at all.

Feng Chuge's body, which was flying in the air, fell straight down—

"Hahaha... Feng Chuge, I said, today is your death date!!" Seeing Feng Chuge's situation, Elder Qian laughed out loud.

Suddenly, killing intent appeared on his somewhat old face.

Immediately afterwards, before Feng Chuge had any reaction, he dealt Feng Chuge a fatal blow! !

This palm went straight to Feng Chuge's Achilles' heel.

Feng Chuge was already injured, it was impossible to dodge quickly.

Elder Qian's speed is also extremely fast, at least for now, no one in the hall, even the dean, has the ability to stop him.

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