"Huh?"
Yu Fei frowned, his hands still clutched Su Mo’s arm and turned to look at the young man in the blood robe. "What’s the matter with you, young master?"
Just then Su Mo’s chest moved!
A black shadow jumped out and ran to Yu Fei’s arm along Su Mo’s arm in three or two steps.
Shadow, like a ghost, came to Yu Fei’s chest in a blink of an eye.
Shadow shape suddenly raise your hand.
Five sharp claws leaned out and flashed sen cold cold light as if rolling up a bloody breath of death and grabbing at Yu Fei’s throat
Chapter two hundred and twenty-three Three rounds
Synchronism
The young man in the blood robe choked back the tingling in his mind and gnashed his teeth. "Be careful of this Su Mo body and other things!"
But when he said this, it was too late.
In the night spirit out instantaneous yufei is also a heart feeling consciousness turned to look forward.
For a moment, Yu Fei’s pupil contracted violently and his heart suddenly stopped beating!
"poof!"
Lotus flower flashed Yu Fei’s Adam’s apple, but it was abruptly broken by the night spirit and pulled a large piece of flesh and blood!
Blood gushed and splashed all over Su Mo.
I have to say that the timing of the night spirit is perfect!
The whole process is like flowing water in one go.
In this short period of time, Ling showed his accurate grasp of the timing of the war and his keen sense of smell, which no one gave him.
This is a kind of energy!
Killing energy!
Seeing this, Su Mo was stuck.
Blood robe youth mind a piece of white also froze.
This claw is really too hard!
Even if Yu Fei is a spirit demon in the then realm, he will not live if he is hit hard by this.
Yu Fei’s eyes stare at his chest, and suddenly a black Guanghua God Hui Zhan Zhan throws a backhand punch at the night spirit’s head!
Then the demon in the realm of alchemy is dying!
The whole process is long, but it actually happened in an instant.
Yu Fei’s reaction has been very fast.
Just after his throat was broken by a claw of the night spirit, he immediately tried to slay the night spirit on the spot!
The throat artery has been cut off, and the blood loss is serious. Yu Fei has realized that he will die.
But before he dies, he must slay the night spirit!
In the face of a punch from Yu Fei, the night spirit jumped over his head and struggled to flash aside.
"bang!"
Even so, Yu Fei’s fist hit the waist and abdomen of the night spirit hard.
"eyah!"
The night spirit cried out in pain, and a large depression appeared in the waist and abdomen.
The whole body is like a broken kite being punched back and falling back into Su Mo’s arms.
Night spirit has been in a coma with his eyes closed and his mouth constantly coughing up blood.
Seeing this, Su Mo felt distressed.
Less than a month, the real strength of the night spirit is much worse than that of the spirit demon in the Jin Dan realm.
It’s like how old a baby is holding a dagger. Although it has the power to kill adults, it is far from being an adult opponent
In fact, if Yu Fei was not hit hard, he lost a lot of blood and his strength plummeted.