Wang Hui looked at Feng Xing'e in silence. Now besides himself, he still had a seriously injured junior brother. It was impossible to defeat Feng Xing'e. If he had joined forces with Ge Lifang to deal with Feng Xing'e from the beginning, he would have had a chance. Unfortunately,

There is no regret medicine in this world.

At this time, one of Feng Xing'e's subordinates came over and said to him: "Senior brother, we have collected all the scattered tiger claws." Feng Xing'e nodded.

Suddenly, Wang Hui seemed to have thought of something, raised his head and shouted loudly: "That mysterious friend, I believe you are around, and you have also seen the strength of Feng Xing'e. If something happens to me, you will be in danger, so you should show up."

Let’s work together to deal with him.”

Feng Xing'e understood that Wang Hui was talking about the mysterious guy who threw the tiger claws, and said with a gloomy face: "Friend, if I were you, I would never come out. As long as you throw out the tiger teeth in your hand, I promise not to do anything to you."

It’s not good for you.”

Wang Hui shouted at the top of his lungs: "Don't believe him. If you hand over the tiger fangs, he will definitely not let you go. Otherwise, if you spread the news, it will be detrimental to him. Only the two of us can win if we work together."

After saying that, Wang Hui looked around carefully, but there was no movement.

Wang Hui looked very ugly: "Damn, what a coward."

Feng Xing'e laughed and said: "Hahaha, I think this person is quite practical and knows his own weight. Maybe he can run far away now."

Feng Xing'e stepped forward, grabbed Wang Hui's seriously injured companion with one hand, and squeezed it hard. The man's head dropped and he died completely.

Wang Hui said nothing and looked at Feng Xing'e closely.

Feng Xing'e said to him: "To be honest, I really didn't expect that the scheming Ge Li Fang would actually block my magic talisman for his own people, even though it was just a mantis' arm. Brother Wang, who seemed to be honest and honest, was indifferent to the death of his companion.

,interesting."

Wang Hui said disdainfully: "They are just ordinary disciples. Their lives are not as noble as mine. Why should I care about them? Ge Li Fang is selfless. What will happen to him? He is probably dead now."

"Okay," Feng Xing'e said, "I know this steel rope can't trap you, so you better stop pretending."

Wang Hui chuckled, and then yelled: "Ha!" His muscles all over his body rose, his body became bigger, and the steel cable kept trembling.

"Pa", "pa", "pa" the steel cable disconnected and fell to the ground. Wang Hui stood up and patted the dirt on his body.

"Okay, since you broke free, it won't be considered bullying if I attack you again." Feng Xing'e shouted.

After saying that, Feng Xing'e directly slapped Wang Hui's head with his palm. Wang Hui didn't dare to take it, turned his head to avoid it, and slapped Feng Xing'e with his palm, but it was like hitting cotton. Feng Xing'e didn't seem to be hurt at all.

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"Damn fake spiritual weapon." Wang Hui cursed in a low voice.

"Haha" Feng Xing'e mocked: "He's just incompetent and furious."

"I won't fight with you anymore. It's boring. Let's go together." Feng Xing'e waved his hand and asked everyone to attack together, and he took the brunt of the attack.

Wang Hui was unable to defeat four hands with two fists, and he was injured after a few fights. If he was not a late-stage warrior with extraordinary talents, he would have been seriously injured.

Especially Feng Xing'e, who was watching him from the side. As long as he fought back or tried to escape, Feng Xing'e would immediately take action and force him back. The others took this opportunity to attack him severely.

Wang Hui was miserable, knowing that Feng Xing'e was teasing him, but there was nothing he could do.

Wang Hui took the knife with his bare hands, and a long wound instantly appeared on his back, which was bloody and bloody. He held back, made fists with both hands, and hit one person on the head.

It would be better to cut off one of his fingers than to injure ten of them. Wang Hui planned to injure him seriously but also to destroy a person.

When Feng Xing'e saw this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, he grabbed Wang Hui's fist with one hand and shook it hard, and Wang Hui was thrown out.

Wang Hui looked shocked: "How could you be so powerful? How could you be so much stronger than me as a late-stage warrior?"

Feng Xing'e said: "You are also considered to be gifted. The strength of a warrior in the late stage is more than three thousand kilograms, and it is close to two thousand kilograms in the normal late stage. But you have to know that the strength of a warrior is related to his own blood. And I have been around since I was a child.

With the best resources, my strength reaches 4,500 kilograms."

After saying that, he stepped forward and stretched out his left hand. Suddenly a suction force appeared. Wang Hui paused and was imprisoned. Then he made a fist with his right hand and took it out fiercely like a dragon making waves in the sea.

Wang Hui's eyes revealed a hint of horror and despair. He looked at the fist that was like a dragon coming out of the sea, but his body could not move. Only his lips were slightly opened: "God, magical power."

"Bang" Feng Xing'e's punch hit Wang Hui firmly on the head. Wang Hui's head shook, his eyes suddenly became blurred, his orifices were bleeding, and he lost his breath.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, your head is really hard, even this can't break your head. As a warrior, is it difficult for me to master a magical power in the late warrior stage? However, this wind-absorbing palm is really easy to use." Feng Xing

Hubei waved his right hand and walked narrowly.

"Whoosh!" Just at this moment, two dagger fragments suddenly appeared, like two flying elves, rushing into the group of Feng Xing'e's men.

"Ah" and "No" were suddenly heard as several screams came out.

The speed of the two dagger fragments was so fast that Feng Xing'e had no time to stop them, and he didn't even want to stop them. To him, these people from the Liuheng Sect were just his subordinates.

Feng Xing'e didn't pay attention to these people, but quickly rushed out to find them.

Arrive at Le Thanh.

Feng Xing'e was extremely confident in himself. As long as he found Li Qing, he could kill Li Qing and there would be no danger.

One of Feng Xing'e's men held a short knife in his hand and struck at a fragment of the dagger. The fragment was extremely flexible and quickly dodged and struck his neck. His eyes widened instantly and he covered his neck with both hands.

, spitting out mouthfuls of blood with clouds of blood foam, and died.

Within a dozen breaths, all of Feng Xing'e's men were killed.

At this time, Feng Xing'e carried out a blanket search within a radius of 60 meters. He carefully observed every stone pillar along the way but could not find Li Qing.

"Asshole, come out, come out if you have the guts." Feng Xing'e said angrily. At this moment, he felt a little uneasy. The range of sixty meters is already the maximum soul power range of the late-stage magician. Normally, it is about fifty meters. At this time,

There was no target found within a range of 60 meters. He had some doubts that this hidden person was a magician. Magicians could cast spells, which was a fatal threat to him.

Feng Xing'e punched the stone pillar in front of him, and "bang" a hole the size of a person appeared on the stone pillar: "Come out, why are you pretending to be a coward? Damn it, come out and fight me."

"Okay, as you wish." A clear voice came from the distance. Feng Xing'e looked over and saw a pale boy who looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old standing up from a huge stone pillar.

Feng Xing'e's heart tightened. The young man's position was ninety meters away from the position of his subordinates. He believed that this young man's realm was definitely that of a Dharma Master. Could such a young Dharma Master be the legendary peerless genius?

"Who is your Excellency? What is your name? Why do you want to kill all my men?" Feng Xing'e asked.

Li Qing said to him: "It doesn't matter who I am, and it has nothing to do with you how I am called. As for why I want to kill your men." Li Qing chuckled in his heart: "When you were there, wasn't the goal before you discovered the evil spirits of the night?

Me? So why do you think I want to kill you?"

Feng Xing'e's face was ugly, and the mantis was chasing the cicada, and the oriole was behind him. The cicada he originally thought turned out to be an oriole. After killing the black and night evil spirits, and destroying Ge Li Fang and Wang Hui, he was about to become the biggest winner, but suddenly

In a sudden change, he became the prey of a magician.

Li Qing looked at him quietly, watching his expression become more and more intense. There was no fluctuation in his heart. He was not a pedantic person. Although he had received nine years of compulsory education, when he came to this world, he knew

The enemy is not going to be merciful. There is no need to let go of someone who has been planning to do harm to you from the beginning.

Feng Xing'e's eyes turned cold, his expression became slightly ferocious, and his heart moved. Even if this person was a magician, he might not be able to harm himself. With his two pseudo-spiritual weapons, it was not certain who would kill him if he got close.
Chapter completed!