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Chapter 2775 Don't feel ashamed?

Chapter 2775: Isn’t it embarrassing?

"roar!"

Turning around, Chen Tang's face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and his body was filled with strong blue-gold blood. The phantom of Pang Da's nine-foot chaotic battle body was even more powerful. After a roar, he turned around and punched Tuobaowuzhan and Gulan Fenyang.

He was already fighting a quasi-imperial level powerful man of the same level. Now suddenly, two quasi-imperial level existences of the same level of strength came. If it were ordinary people, they would have turned around and escaped at the first time...

But Chen Tang did the opposite, not only did not leave, but also rushed over. The cruelty of Yasha people can be seen from this.

However, such a move fell into the eyes of Tuobao Wuzhan and Gulan Fenyang, but it undoubtedly became a battle of trapped beasts. Seeing Chen Tang so irrational, their confidence was even more complete.

After agreeing to take the head, he would ask someone to take it to Xingmeng to receive the reward, so once the two of them took action, they would never have any reservations.

In an instant, the three of them hit each other's head-on bodies. Tuoba Wuzhan and Gulan Fenyang each punched each and jointly shot Chen Tang...

"boom!"

"Boom..."

"puff!"

A shocking roar sounded, and a huge black hole exploded in the void, and then it was quickly repaired and reconstructed.

A strong recoil force pushed all three of them back and rolled back.

But Tuobao Wuzhan and Gulan Fenyang were obviously much more calm.

This time, they faced the bomb head-on, and they had the upper hand against one. Chen Tang's figure flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. When he was still on the way, he opened his mouth and spewed out a blood arrow.

But his right arm did not explode into a bloody mist on the spot like he had hit Jin Tansheng before.

After all, even if two senior quasi-imperial emperors join forces to fight, their power level is far from comparable to the holy realm of the 15th stage.

"I can't stand it anymore? Haha, it's vulnerable!"

"I didn't expect that Star Covenant's Ninth Universe wanted order could be completed so easily, which is so disappointing..."

Over there, Tuoba Wuzhan and Gulan Fenyang were still behaved when they got the advantage. The contempt on their faces appeared, and the words they spoke also showed a sarcastic meaning of sarcasm that was so thick that they could not be dissolved.

As soon as the words fell, the two subconsciously exchanged glances and rushed over again.

On the other side, Zou Zhaolin, who had recovered after swallowing the healing medicine, naturally could not give up. His face was extremely gloomy, and he rushed over and punched Chen Tang.

Compared with the relaxed freehand painting machine between Tuobao Wuzhan and Gulan Fenyang, he took action alone, and was careless for a moment, his clothes were stained with blood, and he was injured internally, and he was invisibly at a disadvantage. The anger in his heart can be imagined.

"boom!"

"puff……"

Even if faced with the three powerful existences of the same level, Chen Tang would not be able to retreat with the cruelty of the Yaksha people.

He rushed up again, still punching out, and this time, the two forces against him were no longer two forces, but three...

The roar sounded up, and Chen Tang spewed out a blood arrow on the spot, and his body flew backwards again. Even the chaotic battle figure that covered his body, like a giant mecha, shook violently for a few times.

The situation is not good, and if this continues, even with the terrifying cell regeneration and repair ability of Yaksha, he may not be able to last long.

"Buzz!"

“Buzz…”

It was at this moment that a large ripples suddenly appeared in the void in the distance, just like a pool face wrinkled by the breeze, and a deep and dense buzzing sound kept coming.

Immediately afterwards, space fortresses appeared one after another in the flash of the void.

It was the six 10,000-meter fortresses of the Lin Lanlen tribes and the other side of the friends.

"boom!"

As soon as the arrival of the cabin doors of several 10,000-meter fortresses opened. The first and second ancestors of the Lin Lanleng tribes, a total of six, rushed out first, and their energy was swelling around them and they came to the battlefield here at full speed.

The friends also rushed out of the small fort on the other side, and each of them was furious. Sima Qing raised her hands and a large number of fine purple-gold granulations that looked like tentacles grew out, and quickly solidified into a nebula sniper rifle as it extended.

The situation was urgent. After Tuoba Wuzhan and the other two were stabilizing, they rushed towards Chen Tang again.

This scene caught my eye, Sima Qing did not hesitate at all. Her eyes were locked on Gulan Fenyang through the ghost head tool, took a deep breath, and immediately clenched the trigger.

"boom!"

The roar suddenly sounded, and a star source bullet shot away, ignoring the space distance, and appeared directly behind Gulan Fenyang.

This was the first time this guy had contacted his friends. He didn't expect that they had such long-range attack methods, and their speed was so fast and powerful that even the senior 14th-level quasi-emperor couldn't help but get tighter.

Almost as a conditioned reflex, Gulan Fenyang's body was rushing forward suddenly stopped and immediately rushed to the right.

However, although his speed was fast, he was still a little slower because he was caught off guard.

But this star source bullet did not hit him, but just brushed against Gulan Fenyang's right shoulder and shot through him. The terrifying energy took away the clothes on his shoulder and a piece of flesh and blood the size of a palm.

"Silly damn, are you looking for death?"

The heart-wrenching pain came, and Gulan Fenyang suddenly became angry, his face turned pale, and he turned around and rushed towards the small castle on the other side.

The friends gathered here are only senior 12th level, and the strongest Yamana is only in the thirteenth stage. For the quasi-imperial level Gulan Fenyang, it is nothing different from an ant.

His anger was already rising, and he turned around and rushed over to crush the ants, which would not take much time. It would be absolutely not too late to rush over to fight for the head of the demon Yasha after he finished.

The situation immediately changed tremendously, and Chen Tang faced three quasi-monarchs of the same level and suddenly lost one.

At this time, Lin Chuzu and the six of them were approaching. The six of them joined forces to barely restrain Zou Zhaolin, who had already suffered internal injuries.

But although the situation there has been temporarily eased, the friends are about to face a devastating crisis.

With their strength, even if they join forces, they will never be the opponent of a senior 14th-level quasi-emperor...

"Hiss..."

"Gulan Fenyang, when did you have only this little chance left?"

It was at this moment that a crisp sound of silk cracks suddenly came from one side of the battlefield, and a crack in the void suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a figure walked out of it.

After turning his head and looking at the situation in front of me, the sarcasm in the voice suddenly became even stronger: "It would be fine to fight three times before, but now a group of people who have just entered the twelfth stage of the God Realm are unfair..."

"You are so embarrassed that you are so angry that you want to bully the weak with your strength... don't you feel embarrassed?"
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