Chapter 217: Buried

Qin Zheng's expression changed drastically.

A long knife in his hand.

Sou!

The sound of breaking wind is piercing.

A pebble, swept through the air.

Bang!

Accurately hit the long knife in Qin Zheng's hand.

The long knife took off his hand and spun out, and the sound of the bell was embedded in the trunk of the tree beside him, and the blade trembled.

A sudden scene made the woods suddenly silent.

Even the crow flock above the night suddenly quieted down.

Qin Zheng stared at his empty right hand with round eyes, and a chill arose from his heart.

Qin Ye's eyes flashed with a ray of essence, and he slowly raised his head.

Looking into the darkness, there were two figures walking slowly.

"Sorry, I'm a little late."

Chen Dong's indifferent voice sounded.

Gradually, he came out of the darkness.

With his hands in his pockets, his expression was indifferent.

Following Kunlun's devil training day after day, his physique has already surpassed ordinary people, whether it is strength or accuracy, it determines the power of a stone just now.

Qin Ye smiled slightly: "It's just right!" ”

"Chen Dong, this is our Qin family's family matter!"

Qin Zheng finally came back to his senses, gritted his teeth, and roared sharply.

The movement soon alarmed several Qin family members who were digging a pit not far away.

"Qin Ye is not the Qin family anymore, he is my brother, it's my business."

Chen Dong shook his head indifferently, exuding a chilling murderous intent all over his body.

looked at the Qin family who came over.

Chen Dong looked at Long Lao with a smile: "There are five people in total, can you help me share one?" ”

"Old slave, only broadcast gymnastics." Long Lao smiled awkwardly.

"I'm still injured, four is the limit, you can do it!"

The voice did not fall.

Chen Dong was already like an arrow from the string, rushing towards Qin Ye and Qin Zheng.

"Kill me!"

Qin Zheng's expression was hideous, and he was angry.

Just one stab, and he's done.

The appearance of Chen Dong made everything fall short.

Even if he is the successor of the Chen family, he will not be able to calm down his killing intent.

In the wilderness, as long as the end is clean, what dare not kill?

Bang!

Chen Dong rushed in front of Qin Zheng, kicked Qin Zheng in the air, and directly kicked Qin Zheng out.

"Take it easy."

Behind him, Qin Ye's joking laughter sounded.

"Shut up!"

Chen Dong's expression was cold, and his killing intent was soaring.

In an instant, they rushed straight to the five Qin Zheng.

"Young master, the old slave is here!"

Long Lao, dressed in a Tang suit, rushed towards Qin Ye with trembling steps.

"Here you go!"

Bang!

With Chen Dong's loud shout, a Qin family member was directly kicked in front of Long Lao.

Long Lao's footsteps were abrupt, and his expression froze.

and the Qin family with a hideous expression, face to face.

"Old thing!"

Suddenly, the Qin family raised their fists.

"Boy, don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?"

Long Lao's expression was solemn and domineering.

The Qin family shook their fists, as if they didn't expect a life-and-death struggle, and the old man in front of him would come up with such alternative words.

This is it.

Long Lao's eyes were full of anger, and he leaned back sharply and kicked out with his right foot.

"Eighteen Dragon Descending Styles, Poisonous Dragon Drill!"

Bang!

Kicking the crotch with his right foot, the Qin family's facial features were distorted, and they were hunched in pain.

This scene made Qin Ye look confused.

It made Chen Dong, who was paying attention to Long Lao, stunned.

What's so ...... Can it be done?

It was at this moment that Qin Zheng swung his fist directly into Chen Dong's chest.

Chen Dong was in pain, his brows furrowed, and he staggered back.

A punch pulled into the wound in his back, and the wound split directly, leaving his back wet with blood.

Chen Dongdeng's expression became fierce.

The injury prevented him from fighting for a long time, and he had to fight quickly.

In an instant, Chen Dong pounced on a member of the Qin family, his hands were like snakes, and he climbed up along the arms of the Qin family members, twisting them violently.

Click!

The arm was broken, and the cry was miserable.

On the other side, Long Lao trembled, looking at the Qin family who had already stood up in horror.

With a smile on his face, he said: "Young people, you must respect the old and love the young, you must respect the old and love the young, I didn't mean it just now, or I will give you a set of radio gymnastics?" ”

After speaking, under the bewildered gaze of Qin Ye and the Qin family.

Long Lao suddenly straightened up, and actually started gymnastics!

"Long Lao...... Shame on you. ”

Qin Ye couldn't bear to look at it directly.

But at this moment, Long Lao bowed his body with a hideous expression.

"Eighteen dragon descending styles, the dragon raises its head!"

Bang!

A punch went up and hit the Qin family's chin.

The Qin family screamed miserably and staggered back.

This punch also made the eyes of the Qin family red.

Like a beast of prey.

"Old thing, give me death!"

The two plays made the Qin family feel a strong sense of humiliation.

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

He didn't want to give the bad old man in front of him the slightest chance, so his fist roared, aimed at Long Lao's chest, and smashed Huang Long.

The fist is afraid of being less strong.

There is no fancy punch, but it can be forcibly crushed with the strength of the young man.

"Hoo ......"

Elder Long let out a heavy breath with a grim expression.

Seeing the Qin family swinging their fists and coming straight up.

"Small, heart!"

Qin Ye's reminder sounded behind him.

But Long Lao murmured softly: "It seems that the eighteen styles of descending the dragon are not working, but fortunately there is Tai Chi." ”

In an instant, the fist swept forward.

The Qin family's expression was hideous, and the murderous intent rose in their eyes.

He had no doubt that a single punch could cripple the old man in front of him.

"How is that possible?"

Suddenly, the Qin family exclaimed.

Under his horrified gaze, Long Lao's figure shook sharply from side to side.

By the time he came back to his senses, Long Lao's hands were already on top of his fists.

"Four or two thousand pounds!"

Long Lao rubbed his hands together, and his body also rotated.

The old body, at this time, seemed to have the strength of a thousand jun, and it actually staggered with the Qin family's footsteps, and turned uncontrollably.

Bang!

In the next second, the Qin family directly hit the trunk of the tree on the side.

The head broke and the blood flowed, and he fainted directly.

It's not just Qin Ye who was stunned.

Even Chen Dong, who was in the distance with a pair of threes, was shocked.

This bad old man...... It's so bad!

Long Lao stood calmly with his hands in his hands, and glanced at the fainting Qin family with disdain: "Let you respect the old and love the young, if you don't listen, you are a finished child." ”

The tearing of the wound made Chen Dong determined to solve it quickly.

The tricks are ruthless.

Just when Long Lao was finished, he punched and kicked out at the same time and let go of the two Qin family members.

"Why don't you give me death!"

didn't wait for Chen Dong to stabilize his figure.

In the oblique thorn, a cold light suddenly flickered.

Death threats, surprise attacks.

Chen Dong's body was horizontal, his pupils constricted, and in his sight, Qin Zheng held the long knife that was knocked away by him just now, and it fell down on his head.

Tremble in the balance.

Chen Dong jumped up suddenly, his body flipped in a circle, and narrowly dodged the long knife.

After landing on the ground, he quickly got to his feet.

With both hands like dragons, he brazenly grabbed the long knife in Qin Zheng's hand, and flipped it violently with the explosion.

Poof!

With a crack of bone, the long knife stabbed into Qin Zheng's abdomen.

"Ahh

Qin Zheng screamed, holding the long knife and wounds, and collapsed on the ground, bleeding profusely.

Chen Dong staggered back, his face calm, with a look of pain.

The high-intensity fight made his wounds extremely painful, and his back was already wet with blood.

I didn't wait for him to rest for a moment.

Qin Ye's weak voice sounded.

"Help me, bury ......"