Fu Qian hid and sighed.

Thanks to the special training on the Ring Islands, his body is now flexible and free, interspersing between the light of swords and the shadows of claws like a leisurely stroll.

In view of his previous performance at the Night Guard base, he was not prepared to expose some of his abilities here.

Let’s use some other skills this time.

In constant close combat, Fu Qian finally found an opening and connected his fingers.

Five air bullets roared out.

As expected, in the face of this attack, Henrik, who was in a frenzied state, did not dodge or evade, but chose to resist and exchange injuries for injuries.

With the continuous sound, all five bullets hit, without causing much damage. However, the huge power above still made Henrik's movements stagnate.

Taking advantage of this moment, Fu Qian dodged behind him.

Henrik's back was still bloody and bloody.

The wounds left by the old man of the Chen family are still there.

It's really suitable.

Hand it over without hesitation before paying.

Instead of activating the mythical form, he directly used visceral critical strike.

The next moment, Henrik let out an earth-shattering roar and lunged forward.

As the internal organs gushed out, this man's spine almost fell apart.

However, Henrik showed an exaggerated vitality and still did not fall.

Instead, he raised his head and let out a shrill roar.

At his feet, the trembling Chen Mingfei was desperately retreating.
Chapter completed!