Chapter 4775: In front of a group of dead people

Cut off hands and feet? ?

Feng Chenglin couldn't help looking at those white thighs!

This is a walking leg!

Although they knew that they were all puppets, if they were cut off, there would still be a cruel feeling of cutting off the legs of living people.

Ling Luoyu backhanded and handed over a long sword: "Fatty, now is not the time to pity and cherish jade!"

Fengcheng Lin Sun took it over: "I don't have any pity, Xiang Xiyu..."

"It's fine if you don't! You know, this group of female puppets appeared here, and the purpose should be us... They are all killing us, and you still have to pity Xiangyu, that is to kill yourself!"

"...Also!"

Feng Chenglin instantly loosened his heart knot, and his sword flew across and flew up.

"Put on your clothes, don't let me hurt the friendly army..."

After all, it was working with a group of fruit female puppets, and Feng Chenglin's gaze still fell embarrassedly on them.

Therefore, every time he does it, he does it after a glance.

Anyway, as long as it is out of the corner of the eye, the white flower will greet with a sword, you are welcome.

For a time, the "pupu" sound continued.

As more and more female puppets had their hands and feet severed by Feng Chenglin, Zhao Sheng's expression became more and more ugly, the flute changed his tone and whimpered loudly.

Hearing the sound of the flute, the female puppet who had come forward suddenly paused, and then walked backwards.

And as the sound of the flute accelerates, they retreat faster.

"No, they are leaving!"

Among the fallen female puppets, one head was raised.

"You have to destroy all these puppets, otherwise if you go out to harm others, you still don't know how much evil you will commit..."

Feng Chenglinhuo: "Do you think this is a cabbage watermelon, so you can just cut it twice with your knife?"

These are puppets!

Refined, they are almost invulnerable puppets!

If it weren't for all his own beast-like power, it is estimated that even an ordinary person with an ordinary sword could not help these puppets.

On the surface, he looked calm and light, and he didn't use much energy.

But his back clothes were soaked!

In such a situation, there are people who are croaking and letting him stop people, how can he not get angry! ?

"Didn't you make them? There is nothing you can do to stop them?"

The man was wronged: "I made the poison soup, but I didn't refine the puppets... I won't control them!"

If he could manage it, would he still be so embarrassed here?

Do it yourself a long time ago and destroy them all!

Feng Chenglin's heart was anxious: "Three young masters, you can't move your fingers, help?"

He was about to be exhausted into a dog, and Ling Luoyu was still calm and calm.

"If you don't want to do it, can't you let my soul blade brother help out?"

"Want to help? Say it again..." Ling Luoyu looked innocent: "I thought you wanted to show off in front of these women, so you didn't take any action or grab your limelight!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Is this time for performance?

Besides, what can be expressed in front of a group of dead people?

How did the performance break their hands and feet? !

"Three Masters..."

"Wow!"

The soul blade burst out of the air, bringing out an aura of fierce killing.

Zhao Sheng's pupils suddenly shrank: "Shen Bing..."

He was overjoyed immediately.

"Isn't this what the **** master wants?"

With this magic weapon, it will be easy for the God Lord to explain it!