Song Qing vigorously parted the bushes blocking the road in front of him.

The yellow and red dead leaves were swirled and fluttered by the air flow brought up by him passing by from the ground.

Song Qing suddenly stopped and looked at the third hiding spot.

Of the two people there, one of them had fallen into a pool of blood, with his neck crooked and broken.

Another person was being choked by a burly man with one hand, and his limbs were constantly hanging in the air, but to no avail.

Click.

There was a crisp sound.

The last person's neck was also pinched, and he gradually died.

That person is one of Song Qing's most valued confidants!

Song Qing's eyes were wide open, almost bulging out of their sockets, and a large amount of bloodshot eyes were densely covered in the whites of his eyes.

"You are looking for death!!!"

He roared and suddenly flew up. His body was like a swimming dragon, and he brought strong air currents and rushed towards the burly figure.

The most powerful kick in his leg skills was Fei Luoyan, who suddenly burst out with all his strength.

The right leg made a strange arc and folded several times in mid-air. In an instant, a large shadow of the leg appeared, covering most of the space around the opponent, forming a giant net, leaving him with nowhere to escape.

"Death!!" Song Qing poured all his strength into his right leg like he was free of money.

The spiral force weaved a larger invisible net along with the shadow of the legs, and enveloped the person.

puff!

Just for an instant, all the shadows of legs suddenly stopped.

Song Qing's right leg was like a bird caught in iron pincers, being gently pinched by a big black hand and unable to move.

He tried frantically to break free, but to no avail, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great.

So much so that he exploded several times in a row, leaving the skin and flesh of his legs bloody and unable to break free from the restraint.

"We just parted ways. We met again."

The man turned around, revealing a familiar face that Song Qing had just seen.

Suddenly it was Wei He!

It's just that Wei He's expression and temperament at this moment are completely different from his just now.

If the person before had a weak, embarrassing, and difficult temperament all over him.

Then the person in front of me is a dangerous giant beast with its serrated fangs spread out.

Calm, gentle.

That identical face, just looking at Song Qing gently, made him tremble like a convulsion all over his body.

It was as if there were countless sharp and cold knives in front of me.

"What the hell are you doing?" Song Qing's whole body was covered with chills. The strong sense of crisis and fear caused his whole body's strength and muscles to shrink crazily, trying to save the last bit of life for himself.

He stared at the other party in disbelief. This guy who had been kicked by him just now, a weak martial artist who had never practiced martial arts, actually

He seemed to feel that he was a fool, and his previous complacency and pride were shattered like a glass wall.
Chapter completed!