Sheng Feng raised his hand a second time and patted Sting on the back like a stroke. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Sting's strength is already old, and he is still planning to turn around, after being slapped on the back by Shengfeng, the center of gravity is tilted, and his body can't help but twist and fail, and he still falls to the ground, and his face has another intimate contact with the ground, and it hurts hotly.

Xiao Shu has been waiting for an opportunity to move, he never believed that the seven of them would not be able to beat Shengfeng himself, although Shi Ding, the boss, had been the first to fall, and let out such an ugly and embarrassing scream, Xiao Shu still calmly did not flinch, and also found the opportunity to appear in front of Shengfeng after Shi Ding, just to block Shengfeng who rushed out of the encirclement, and the iron piece of iron in his hand like a knife was not raised high like Shi Ding, but according to the knife routine they practiced this month, stretched out to Shengfeng flatly.

It is impossible for Shengfeng to have such a long arm that he can reach out and slap Xiaoshu's wrist again, or attack Xiaoshu's body over the length of a knife. Xiao Shu's move obviously has no strength left, as long as Sheng Feng dares to stretch out his hand, Xiao Shu's knife will definitely not let go of Sheng Feng's arm. Sheng Feng is just faster under his feet, and when no one is surrounding, if he wants to escape, it is estimated that none of the seven of them can catch up, as for Sheng Feng's body movements, he didn't find any difference with them, and he shouldn't have the strength to be afraid of knife grabbing. Although Xiaoshu's firewood knife is not as sharp as Sting's lancet, it is not something that a pair of fleshy palms can resist with Shengfeng.

found that Shengfeng took a step back, Xiaoshu knew that he had guessed correctly, the firewood knife immediately followed, the iron piece changed his move, and swept across Shengfeng's waist, the speed of Shengfeng was the fastest among so many people, Xiaoshu's firewood knife failed to sweep Shengfeng, Shengfeng didn't want to escape, but had already circled to the side of Xiaoshu, and his hand stretched out and didn't know whether to grab the firewood knife or attack Xiaoshu.

Xiaoshu's body is flexible, and his feet have been displaced while making a squatting action to avoid Shengfeng's palms, and his body is twisted to face Shengfeng, and the firewood knife slashes at Shengfeng's hand diagonally. Although the firewood knife is not as sharp as the lancet, it also forces Shengfeng to take a step back.

Before he avoided Xiaoshu's firewood knife, he heard a child behind him shouting and pounced, and the wooden stick was already close to Shengfeng's back. The child who grabbed the other end of the wooden stick was two or three years older than Shengfeng, but he did not have the strength to use the wind, and he was inferior to Shengfeng in the technique of using strength. Before the kid who had lost the stick could make the necessary move, Shengfeng's other hand was already slapping on his head, which was not as fat as Sting. Shengfeng's seemingly inadvertent palm, that power can't knock down an adult, but it can still be easily done to defeat a child who is skinny, not as tall as Shengfeng, and whose foundation is already unstable.

When the boy fell, Xiaoshu's firewood knife once again turned the blade that didn't exist at all, and aimed at Shengfeng and slashed at it. The shadow of the knife that Hei Wuwu couldn't see the fine light appeared in front of Shengfeng's eyes, and Shengfeng picked up the wooden stick he had just snatched, and blocked the firewood knife cut by Xiaoshu with a "bell". The firewood knife was really not sharp, and the wooden stick in Shengfeng's hand was the thickness of his wrist, and there was no obvious damage after a knife.

The strength of the little tree is still not small, and Shengfeng is not sure that he has the ability to suppress the small tree, if he uses Sting's lancet, the situation must be different from now. Xiaoshu also clenched the firewood knife a little helplessly and took a step back. Because Shengfeng has already taken advantage of the situation to chase after him.

The speed of the wind was too fast, and it was as far as two steps for an adult to take one step, and before Xiaoshu's firewood knife could change its moves, a wooden stick that had just been cut from the tree and still had a blue-green color appeared in front of him, and this time Xiaoshu's wrist holding the knife could no longer be spared. The wrist was hit by a wooden stick, and the pain was sore, as if it was broken, and he felt that the whole arm suddenly lost consciousness, as if it no longer belonged to him, and the firewood knife also flew out of his hand. Although Xiaoshu's body was thin, it was flexible like a monkey at this moment, dodging to the side and jumping away.

There is no firewood knife in his hand, Xiaoshu feels that he is no longer an opponent with a wooden stick in his hand, his body has jumped up with retreat, and there is a sudden soreness, numbness, and pain in the knee part of his right leg that is stronger than that on his wrist, and he doesn't know how many times stronger than the wrist, and the wrist injury just can't hold the firewood knife, and the pain in his knee spreads to half of his body in an instant, one arm does not obey the call, and his feet are still free, but the pain from his knee makes half of his body completely out of control, and immediately makes Xiaoshu forget everything.

The stick that struck on Xiao Shu's leg used more force, so that Xiao Shu's right leg could no longer support his body, and he fell to the ground with a plop. Rushing up from the side, without shouting, preparing to sneak attack a child who was born in the wind, seeing the little tree fall down, he rolled on the ground for two times, and it still appeared at his feet, he was too strong to retract, it was too late to avoid the little tree, one leg passed, the other leg was tripped up, "Ah!" and fell on the little tree. As for the life wind that he was preparing to attack, he had already abandoned him a moment earlier, turned around and left to deal with the other children who were still standing.

The seven children had only one lancet, two pieces of iron that resembled knives. The only things that can be seen by Shengfeng are the lancet and the two firewood knives, and the wooden stick can't enter Shengfeng's eyes at all. Four of the seven children had fallen now, and all of them could get up, even if they weren't hurt, but Shengfeng's actions were enough to make them fearful, and two of them, Sting and Xiaoshu, had fallen, and they still had two of the three weapons that Shengfeng had to keep an eye on.

The opponents that Shengfeng had to face had been reduced by more than sixty percent after the fall of the small tree, and the remaining few people did not have much pressure on Shengfeng. Shengfeng also had a snatched wooden stick in his hand, which was enough for Shengfeng to continue playing.

Sting's face was broken again, and there was a lot of blood on his hands after wiping his hands, and his face must have been spent. This time Sting didn't cry. He is the boss, and he still has a knife in his hand, and several younger brothers are desperate to pounce on Shengfeng, and the excess water in Sting's eye sockets appeared, and he was burned dry by the irrepressible excitement, lying on the ground and making a strange cry of "wow", seeing that the younger brothers were knocked down by Shengfeng one after another, and immediately got up without fear to continue to surround Shengfeng, the lancet in Sting's hand was infected by this atmosphere, and trembled slightly and wanted to do something.

The speed of the wind was so fast that he could breathe in the air, and there was no child who could catch up with him or dodge the wooden stick in his hand. Sheng Feng was already a little impatient, he knocked down no less than ten children, and now there are still four standing, only three of the youngest children, I don't know if it was because it was really hurt by Sheng Feng and couldn't stand up, or because he was afraid of being beaten by Sheng Feng again, he didn't dare to get up, and the four children who were still standing, two of them were knocked down twice by Sheng Feng, and they all stood up strongly.

Shengfeng doesn't want to escape, if you want to escape in such a good situation, it is too inconsistent with Shengfeng's consistent calm style. Ke Shengfeng was really a child who was only a little over six years old, and he was already tired of dealing with seven children, and the tenacity on his face that did not admit defeat became a little thicker when his eyes swept over those opponents.

Sting rushed over again, and Sting, who had suffered a loss, took a few breaths of relief and made some progress, at least not as reckless as before. Sting's knife still had a certain deterrent effect on Shengfeng, and although he was holding a wooden stick, Shengfeng did not ignore the flickering cold light of the blade this time.

The four children were divided into four directions, and there was only one wooden stick in the wind, which flashed like a dragonfly dotting water around the four children.

"Ahh The shadow of the wind shuttled between the four children, making the experience that Sting had accumulated in cutting stumps for a month useless, and he couldn't play it at all, and the four children were all screaming at the excitement of the wind that he could see but couldn't touch like a shadow, and he could only use faster speed to catch up with the wind, and he had to shoot faster and more fiercely.

Shengfeng wants this is the result, if they don't get angry for a long time, they always work steadily and steadily, I'm afraid that it won't be long before Shengfeng will be exhausted first. And at this moment, unconsciously, they have been gathered in a relatively small area like sheep driven by the wind. Sting's resentful knife slashed at Shengfeng, and Shengfeng turned into a shadow and dodged the blade where it passed, and it happened that at this moment, the other child failed to pounce on Shengfeng, but instead filled the empty space left after Shengfeng dodged, and it was just in time for Sting's knife.

Not only the kid, but even Sting was taken aback. The child screamed in fright, trying to dodge but there was no room for manoeuvre because of the force. Sting only has these six little brothers, and he is very satisfied with these six little brothers, and he is obedient and easy to call, Sting is reluctant to cut his little brother with a knife, if this knife is cut down, although he knows that it is a mistake, Sting is worried that his little brother will run away because of this.

At the critical moment, Sting hurriedly put the knife into his arms, but his body couldn't help but crash into the child. Sting and the kid both let out a series of strange screams and rolled together, and the remaining body tripped over another child who didn't have time to dodge, and the three of them fell into a heap. The most nimble little tree jumped to avoid being affected, but the broken wood knife in his hand unfortunately cut on the thigh of a child who had fallen to the ground, the wood knife was too blunt, no obvious wounds were found, only the sound of "wow" screaming in pain came from the crowd.

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