He Jinfeng pinch his fist.

Suddenly, there was a lot of evil spirits on him, and he wrapped He Jinfeng.

Lin Xiaofeng split the sword and chopped it on this evil spirit.

Like cotton, weakness is weak.

"Grass."

Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help cursing.

"What is this." Lin Xiaofeng said strangely.

There was a touch of laughter in the corner of He Jinfeng's mouth. This power was the power he became the mysterious apostle!

Although he became an apostle and became the men's men, he was quite unwilling.

But the power of that mysterious person is beyond doubt!

As long as there is this power, why not kill Lin Xiaofeng?

The double knife in Lin Xiaofeng's hand was constantly split on this evil spirit, but he could not split.

He Jinfeng slowly said, "No need to work hard, wait for my injury to heal, it is your death!"

He Jinfeng's injury recovers quickly. It only takes only one or two minutes to restore the combat effectiveness.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, Jue Chen's voice came.

On his body, the golden Buddha light shone.

This golden Buddha light shone on this black evil spirit.

The black evil spirits are like encountering natural enemies, and they are directly dissipated by Buddha light.

"What!" He Jinfeng couldn't help roaring.

"Go to death!" The demon knife in Lin Xiaofeng's hand stabbed directly towards He Jinfeng's neck.
Chapter completed!