We Were Forced To Defend Ourselves
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Although the ten saint kings lost their heads, they didn't die.
As long as they could be untied and helped to reattach their heads to their bodies, they would recover given their strong self-healing power.
Qiong Ling, Wu Xiang and the four four-wing crimson angels didn't want to see the ten saint kings bleed to death, which was why they tried to attack them. The four four-wing crimson angels were each holding a blood-red saint sword, dashing toward Xiang Chunan.
"Perfect. Let me crush you all today."
A layer of demonic light emerged on Xiang Chunan's body, and he spun the iron hammer in his hand like a wheel, fighting against four four-wing crimson angels by himself.
Bang!
He made a four-wing crimson angel that was a fifth-step saint king bleed and knocked him away.
The four four-wing crimson angels were all horrified by how strong the dark fool was. He acted like a human dinosaur, so it wasn't strange that Feng Jian was defeated by him.