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Chapter 190: A critical moment 4

"Ah, I'll take it." Fatty didn't expect that his mother would throw his father to him at this moment. He couldn't help being shocked, and quickly dropped the medicine stove, ran up and caught Feng Shukuang with both hands.

Taking the kiln and throwing it into the wind, all the movements were done in the blink of an eye. Mo Qianchen's step was still in mid-air. With such force, his body suddenly fell straight into the abyss. In the face of danger, Mo Qianchen remained calm.

Qianchen took a breath, then touched the instep of his right foot with his left foot, and used his strength to jump up. Instead of jumping forward, Mo Qianchen turned around and jumped back.

"Crashing..." The stone bridge kept breaking in the middle, and it took a long time for the falling stones to collide with each other from the bottom of the mountain peak, a rumbling, endless dull sound.

Mo Qianchen jumped in front of the killers, but his eyes were fixed on the broken bridge, and Mo Qianchen felt a cold sweat in his heart.

Feng Shukuang fell sharply towards the broken stone bridge. There was no obstruction or cover. He just fell straight down. He was about to hit the stone bridge. Mo Qianchen's hand

My body is already covered in cold sweat. Son, son, catch it.

The strong wind fell straight down and suddenly stopped. Seeing that Feng Shukuang was about to hit the stone bridge hard, Feng Shukuang's body suddenly stopped and he lay almost flat on the stone bridge without moving.

Lying quietly on the ground, Feng Shukuang's body did not collide with anything and continued to maintain its original position. Mo Qianchen's heart suddenly dropped into his chest.

Fat Baby lived up to her trust and caught Feng Shu Kuang.

With his heart settled, Mo Qianchen's leaping figure turned around in the air and stepped onto the top of the broken bridge. Mo Qianchen made a move with his hand, and the bloody sword that was fighting halfway up the mountain shot back out of thin air with a whoosh, and started again.

Hold it in Mo Qianchen's hand.

Standing with his sword in hand, Mo Qianchen's black hair was blown by the strong wind, making it as cold as ice.

The cacti who were chasing after them paused and stopped in front of Mo Qianchen. Mo Qianchen actually threw Feng Shukuang away and stayed alone to stop them. Damn it, damn it.

With a cold face, Mo Qianchen slowly raised the bloody sword in his hand and pointed it at the killers: "Aren't you going to kill us? Come on."

Right here, right now, who else is she afraid of?

The sound was as cold as ice hitting the ground. Mo Qianchen did not allow the killers on the opposite side to move. He swung the blood sword in his hand. Red ice crystals as red as blood suddenly shot out from the blood sword.

Like stars in the sky, she attacked the group of killers standing in front of her.

"Poisonous." The killers all changed their expressions. This offensive move actually contains poison. What kind of attack is this? What kind of move is this?

The starry sky is so bright that it destroys everything.

Poison is what Mo Qianchen is best at. No one in the world knows how to attack with poison, but that doesn't mean that she, Mo Qianchen, can't do it.

Mo Qianchen, who had been suppressed for several days, was now dressed in cold-colored clothes wrapped in a bright red bloody sword. The silhouette of the two sides turned out to be both stunningly beautiful and terrifyingly murderous.

The sword is poison, and the poison is the sword. Wherever it passes, no scrap of armor will be left behind.

But when Mo Qianchen's blood sword passed by, the killers who had just been chasing after him with great momentum all fled in panic, not daring to step forward to take the attack.

If the gods and Buddhas are angry, the world will be shocked.
Chapter completed!