"Huh!" In just an instant, Ling Yefeng's body burst out.

"Boom!" A stream of blood-red blood qi bloomed out of thin air in this gloomy forest, and at the same time, a qi that looked at the world exploded at this moment.

Ling Yefeng waved the iron chain in his hand and smashed it towards the young man.

That young man could only watch as Ling Yefeng's terrifying power struck straight towards his body, and that kind of extraordinary speed was not something he could dodge at all.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the young man was instantly sucked out by Ling Yefeng's power, and at the same time, he felt a burning pain in his back, as if the skeleton of his whole body had been scattered by this blow.

"Ahhh

Ling Yefeng helped Yang Zixuan up, helped her tidy up her clothes, and broke her handcuffs.

Then he slowly walked up to the young man and grabbed him by the hair.

"Ahhh

"What's the matter? this hurts, I haven't really talked to you yet!" Ling Yefeng said with a smile, but at this time, Ling Yefeng's smile was more like a demon's smile in the eyes of that young man.

"Ahhhh

"Woo!" the young man resisted violently, but to no avail, he could only watch as the knife was forced into his mouth, and at last he could not even scream.

"Stop, you madman!" several black-clothed people next to him hurriedly shouted, and at the same time stretched out their daggers and stabbed towards Ling Yefeng.

"Hehe! tell me to stop!" Ling Yefeng said with a wicked smile.

"Boom!" A powerful qi machine instantly swept away in place, instantly shocking those black-clothed people into the air, and they couldn't even get close to Ling Yefeng's body.

"What!" The few black-clothed men struggled to stabilize their bodies in that huge qi machine, and looked at Ling Yefeng with shocked faces.

I saw that Ling Yefeng was covered with blood-red vitality at this time, just like a blood-colored god of war, very terrifying.

"How do you feel a bit like that person's vitality!" Several black-clothed people looked at each other, and they all saw each other's shock in each other's eyes.

"Tell me to stop!hehe!" Ling Yefeng was almost about to fall into a frenzy, and shouted angrily:

"Why didn't you tell him to stop when he was doing something wrong just now!

Why didn't you think to stop when you handcuffed us indiscriminately and beat us!

Now you want me to stop! It's too late!"

"Boom!" In anger, Ling Yefeng directly crushed the young man's Adam's apple.

"Bang!" The young man's body fell straight to the ground, bright red blood gushing out of his carotid artery, and he couldn't even say his last words, only a "woo" whining sound.

And his eyes were staring at Ling Yefeng, not blinking.

"Huh!" Ling Yefeng's figure moved instantly, hugging Yang Shiyu to his side, and at the same time, his red eyes looked at the black-clothed people again, and the fierceness in his eyes was self-evident.

"Huh!" Ling Yefeng's figure moved instantly.

Those few black-clothed people couldn't even see Ling Yefeng's figure clearly, only to see a blood-colored figure suddenly appear in front of them, and they didn't even have time to react.

But at the same time, a tall and familiar figure also instantly blocked in front of them.

"Bang!" The two vitality suddenly exploded, directly setting off a storm in the same place, and the dead branches and rotten leaves on the ground were swept away in an instant.

Ling Yefeng looked up and saw that it was a middle-aged man who was also wearing a black robe.

"What do you want to do!" Ling Yefeng instantly distanced himself and scolded sharply.

"If you dare to stop me from cleaning them up, I won't be polite to you!" Ling Yefeng roared in a low voice.

He felt that the strength of this middle-aged man was very extraordinary, and he could even compete with his current self.

It would be okay if he was alone in Purple Mountain, but he still had two oil bottles with him, even if he didn't think about his own safety, he had to think about the safety of the two of them.

So even if he is angry now, he will never be carried away by anger.

When the middle-aged man heard Ling Yefeng's irritable questioning, instead of being angry, he looked Ling Yefeng up and down with curiosity, and there was even a hint of a smile on his original Gu Jing Wubo's face, and he asked:

"Little brother, where are you from, and what's your name?"

"It's your business!Get out of here!If you dare to talk to Lao Tzu again, you're welcome!" Ling Yefeng said irritably.

"If you tell me, these people are all up to you, and I have absolutely no objection! I promise not to stop you!" the middle-aged man said very casually.

"Boss!" the men in black panicked, this was the rhythm of abandoning them, and they hurriedly stepped forward to plead.

But they were glared at by the tight-clad woman who was following Ling Yefeng, and scolded: "Shut up!

Seeing this, the men in black lowered their heads one by one, not daring to say anything more.

Ling Yefeng thought for a while, and finally replied: "My name is Ling Yefeng, and I am from the Great Northeast!"

"Huh?" the men in black exclaimed one by one, with an indescribable excitement on their faces.

"Sure enough!" the middle-aged man muttered psychologically.

"You can deal with these people as you want! It's all up to you!" the middle-aged man said, looking at Ling Yefeng's eyes with a rare hint of flattery.

"Forget it, you help me break their hands and feet, and then they will be disposed of by you, and I will leave!" Ling Yefeng said calmly, now he felt that he was not so angry in his heart, after all, they were just accomplices.

Breaking their hands and feet is considered to be a punishment for them.

"Okay, don't worry, I'll make you satisfied. The middle-aged man in black laughed.

After speaking, Ling Yefeng lowered his body, picked up Yang Shiyu on his back, pulled Yang Zixuan in his hand, and walked towards the periphery of the forest behind him.

The figures of the last three slowly disappeared into the pitch-black forest......

"Boss, wouldn't he really be?" asked the woman in the straitjacket, turning her head to look at the middle-aged man, with an excited face on her face.

"That's right!" The middle-aged man's face was full of smiles, and he nodded: "Even if I don't remember people, I will never admit that blood-red vitality!"

There is absolutely no third person in this world who can have this kind of vitality!"

"And you, if you don't realize it, do you want me to do it myself?" the middle-aged man glanced at the few black-clothed people kneeling on the ground behind him, and said with ruthlessness in his eyes.

The black-clothed men looked at each other, and the last one gritted his teeth, used his hands with each other, and broke his elbow joint.

"Ahh

Ling Yefeng, who had already walked dozens of steps, heard those screams, glanced back, shook his head, and said, "I didn't expect that uncle in black to be quite honest." ”

After speaking, he pulled Yang Zixuan and continued to walk towards the forest.

"It seems that we didn't come in vain this time!" the middle-aged man in black muttered as he looked at Ling Yefeng's slowly disappearing figure.

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