Chapter 286: An eye for an eye 4

Fei Cheng’s look like this is definitely different.
At the same time, the post-Golden Lord also ran quickly afterwards.
I don't want him to be fast, I can be faster than the next month.
The bright eyes swept over the Fiji column, and the wrist of the moon was gently sent forward. The dagger between the sleeves had been lightly and skillfully pierced into the chest of the post-Golden Lord.
A piece of blood red, suddenly blooming in the yellow robes, glamorous and unparalleled.
"Father Wang..." Chen Fei, who was not in the air, had seen his eyes round and round, and the screams almost shattered the sky.
After the hall, Jin Guoren heard Chen Fei so screaming and screaming. For a time, he was shocked and inexplicable. Everyone turned around and looked at it.
On the high platform, the strict protection circle.
Their heads of the country were incredibly gloomy, and their hands were on their chests, and the blood was constantly coming out. The tall body was crumbling, and the fingers were in front of the moon.
And their squadron generals, the protagonist of today's big marriage, Haoyue, but holding a dagger in his hand, the corner of his mouth contains a cold smile.
How come, what is going on?
After the Jin Guo courtiers were stunned for a time, they could not react completely.
The six-dollar owner who has been protecting Chen Fei has seen the fastest machine. When he saw the sudden fall of the moon, he immediately slammed it on, and grabbed the shape of Chen Fei who flew past. He just came back from the air.
The moon is the enemy, and Chen Fei’s martial arts. At this time, it’s only a dead end.
After the gold has no national lord, can not even lose the Prince.
He took a two-step retreat and sat down to the ground. After the king of the country glared at his chest, he looked at the moon with a glamorous smile. His face was ugly: "You...what is...who?"
The wrist of the moon was turned over, and the dagger was thrown out. There was a deep sneer in the eyebrows. I took a step closer and lowered my body to look at the incredible post-Golden Lord: "Want to know who I am, Ok, I will let you die."