Feng Chu did not care about the enemy's strength, and waved her scalpel to attack and kill again.

Don’t know whether to live or not! Faced with Feng Chu’s attack of being ready to die, the old man in black robe shook his head without hesitation.

He slapped a palm, interrupted Feng Chu's scalpel, then pressed his palm forward and grabbed it.

Feng Chu's face changed drastically toward a black business car.

She retreated again and again, but she could not avoid the cold palms that were following her chest.

She couldn't even dodge because she couldn't send it.

The old man in black robe went in and out again and again. Although his palm had not slapped Feng Chu away, he had already forced her to the next side of the business car.

When Feng Chu retreated, the old man in black robe could slap her to death with one palm.

Feng Chu was already in a dead end and didn't want to retreat anymore, but she had to retreat.

Seeing the old man in black robe pressing on Feng Chu's palm, Tang Ruoxue felt breathless.

She couldn't help but roar: "Wolong, don't hide, hurry up and save Feng Chu!"

This roar suddenly made Feng Chu and Aunt Qing's eyes dim and she was very helpless.

This roar also made the old man in black robe who was so powerful that he poured all his strength into a vigilant.

His steps towards Feng Chu slowed down.

"Swoosh--" At this moment, a cold light flew up.

A cold light was like a galaxy, dazzling and dazzling, dozens of silk spurted out of the car.

The slept dragon broke out like a god and exuded a murderous aura all over his body.

At the same time, Feng Chu, who had been retreating again and again, shook her arms and shot out countless poisonous needles.

Aunt Qing, who was paralyzed and half-dead, also jumped up and pulled the trigger at the old man in black robe with guns in both hands.

"Bang bang bang--"
Chapter completed!