At this moment, there is a strong person blocking the front.┏x4399.┛

Shi Feng knew that he would die. This kind of person would definitely not be easy to mess with if he fought to the death.

Fang Ping was determined to let everyone retreat, but when he saw Zhao Qing and the others gathered together, Shi Feng also stopped and immediately knew that he could not run away at this moment.

If he runs away, he may be fine, but people like Zhao Qing are likely to be killed.

Will Zhou Shiping come forward?

Fang Ping doesn’t know!

Some of the instructors at Wuhan University are very cold-blooded!

They have seen too much life and death. They may care about their own life and death, but they are indifferent to the life and death of others.

If the serious injuries or deaths of people like Zhao Qing can stimulate Fang Ping and others to pursue greater strength, maybe it will be worth it in their eyes. "It's not invincible!"

The matter has come to an end, let's talk about it later.

The top priority is not to be chaotic. If we are defeated one by one, that will be trouble.

Fang Ping immediately shouted: "Everyone else retreat, Tang, Zhao and I will surround you!"

As soon as Fang Ping finished speaking, Shi Feng moved and went straight to Zhao Xuemei!

Compared with Tang Songting's knife, the long stick is less dangerous. As for Fang Ping, he is the leader at first glance. This woman is not easy to kill!

At this moment, Zhao Xuemei already knew that the opponent was a second-grade warrior, a flash of concentration flashed in her eyes, and she quickly pierced Shi Feng's chest with her long stick.

Tang Songting, who was behind him, also struck quickly with his long sword. Fang Ping straightened his toes and kicked Shi Feng's kneecap!

Shi Feng did not change his mind and reached out to grab the long stick again. This time Zhao Xuemei did not retreat, and Shi Feng did not give way. The moment he grabbed the long stick, there was a metallic collision sound between his right hand and the long stick.

Shi Feng didn't care about the numbness of his hand bones, and with all his energy and blood bursting out, he grabbed the long stick and pulled it forward.

Zhao Xuemei staggered slightly. Her energy and blood were not as good as her opponent's, and she had not tempered her upper limb bones. Seeing this, she hurriedly shook her long stick.

This time, the effect was not obvious.

Shi Feng no longer wanted to evade, Zhao Xuemei was no match at all.

"come over!"

Shi Feng shouted loudly, but his legs jumped up to avoid Fang Ping's poke.

At the same time, Zhao Xuemei was still wrestling with him, but Shi Feng suddenly released his strength and was pulled closer by Zhao Xuemei following her strength.

Zhao Xuemei's expression changed and she quickly retreated.

Shi Feng stared at her, ignoring Fang Ping on the side and Tang Songting behind him. His spine straightened and he thrust his right leg towards Zhao Xuemei's waist. Zhao Xuemei either gave up the stick at this moment or had to bear this

hit.

Without hesitation, Zhao Xuemei quickly let go and backed away again.

As soon as she retreated, the long alloy stick was in Shi Feng's hand.

Shi Feng grabbed the long stick, held it tightly with both hands, and turned around to chop Tang Songting.

Tang Songting also dropped his sword at this moment.

"when……"

The sound of metal colliding was instantly heard, and Tang Songting's mouth went numb. In terms of strength, he was far inferior to Shi Feng. Shi Feng brought down his stick and instantly hit him, making him unsteady on the knife.

"grass!"

Fang Ping cursed, not sure whether he was scolding Zhao Xuemei or whom.

For these first and second level warriors, the effectiveness of their weapons is still very obvious. Now that Zhao Xuemei has lost his weapon, even if Shi Feng doesn't know how to use a stick, he can still use it.

But he used brute force to chop and was hit, with disastrous consequences.

No more random thoughts arose in his heart, Fang Ping looked at Zhao Xuemei and shouted: "You go up and I go down, Tang will block it for a while!"

Tang Songting groaned secretly and could only clench his hands and hold a knife to confront the opponent head-on.

He was tempering the bones of his upper limbs, and Shi Feng simply relied on the strength of his upper limbs to chop him, so he was not without the power to fight back.

The sound of "dang-dang" kept coming, and Shi Feng slashed several times in succession.

Zhao Xuemei also pursed her lips at this moment and attacked Shi Feng from behind, making the opponent keep avoiding him.

Fang Ping, who just said he would attack the lower part, straightened his right foot and stabbed Shi Feng's right arm.

When Shi Feng heard the sound, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, his face changed slightly, and he jerked out his right leg, instantly colliding with Fang Ping's toe.

"puff!"

The power of Fang Ping's kick was beyond Shi Feng's expectation, and Fang Ping's toe pierced directly into his flesh and blood.

"court death!"

Shi Feng felt severe pain and his eyes were bloodshot. He raised his long stick and stopped slashing at Tang Songting. Instead, he tried to hit Fang Ping on the head.

Tang Songting, whose tiger's mouth had collapsed, didn't think about anything else at this time. Instead, he let out a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat relieved.

Fang Ping also thought that Shi Feng was provoked by him and wanted to find him, so he quickly got out of the way.

Unexpectedly, Shi Feng was just pretending, and the long stick suddenly turned and swept towards Tang Songting.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound of bones, Tang Songting's face instantly turned pale, and his left hand drooped.

Not caring about counterattack, Tang Songting retreated hurriedly.

Shi Feng made a move, but while Fang Ping was still retreating, Zhao Xuemei kicked him in the back.

After staggering slightly, Shi Feng sneered, ignoring the pain on his back and legs, and continued to pursue Tang Songting!

Tang Songting's left arm was crippled and his strength was greatly weakened. If he were to catch up again, he would probably be beaten to death!

Fang Ping couldn't care less about the impact of his misjudgment and hurriedly started to pursue.

But when he saw Shi Feng holding a long stick in his hand and sweeping it towards him, he immediately took a step back in frustration.

"Give me the knife and retreat!"

Fang Ping shouted. Tang Songting, who was not far away, hesitated a little, but quickly made up his mind. He gritted his teeth, threw the long knife at Fang Ping, and kept retreating!

"Zhao Qing, please stop me for a moment!"

Fang Ping shouted again, and Zhao Qing and others were unequivocal, allowing Shi Feng to catch up with Tang Songting. Tang Songting was not there with his long sword, so he was likely to be killed.

If Tang Songting dies, everything will be in chaos. Once there is chaos, it will be over.

As soon as they blocked him, Shi Feng didn't bother him and swung his stick to knock the sword away. At this time, Zhao Xuemei cooperated tacitly and kicked him in the arm.

Shi Feng dodged slightly, and Fang Ping took advantage of the situation and took the knife.

As soon as the knife was in hand, Fang Ping became more courageous and started to chop with the knife!

"when!"

The swords and sticks collided again. Fang Ping felt his arms numb. Shi Feng's expression also changed. The opponent's energy and blood were no weaker than his own!

"when……"

The sound of collisions kept coming. After all, Shi Feng was not used to using sticks, so he felt that he was somewhat restricted at this moment.

Gritting his teeth, Shi Feng avoided the long knife and swiped his stick towards Zhao Xuemei, who was assisting.

Fang Ping slashed the air with his long knife, turned quickly, and struck Shi Feng's waist with the knife.

With a "chi" sound, Shi Feng's clothes were torn and blood began to ooze from his waist.

Although there was no scratch with the knife, Shi Feng ignored it and hit Zhao Xuemei's right leg with a stick!

"Bang!"

"ah!"

Zhao Xuemei screamed and retreated quickly, large drops of sweat falling from her face.

"asshole!"

Fang Ping was in a panic. Zhao Xuemei and Tang Songting were both injured. Although Shi Feng was also injured, he had lost two combat forces, but Shi Feng's injury was not serious. "We can't continue!"

Fang Ping had been attacking before, but he didn't dare to fight head-on. If anything went wrong, he would immediately retreat.

This also resulted in the inability to contain the enemy.

At this moment, he didn't bother to reflect on his cowardice. When Fang Ping was cruel, he didn't believe that Zhou Shiping could really watch their entire army be annihilated!

No big deal, get hurt!

Thinking of this, Fang Ping no longer hesitated, and quickly struck Shi Feng with his long knife.

Shi Feng had also discovered Fang Ping's shortcomings before, and did not block when he saw it. Instead, he swung his stick towards Fang Ping's right leg.

This time, Fang Ping did not immediately retreat like before, and slashed with the long sword without any hesitation!
To be continued...