"Hehe, my attack has just begun. You're going to have to hold on. The corners of Wang Lung's lips hooked, revealing a cruel smile, and then his figure moved, attacking Lin Feilong again.

His speed was very fast, and the cold light of the embroidered spring knife in his hand flickered, with a chilling killing intent, completely surrounding Lin Feilong.

Lin Feilong's breathing was short, his mind was tense, and his eyes could no longer keep up with Wang Lung's figure.

Suddenly, a danger exploded, Lin Feilong gritted his teeth, and waved the mandarin duck knife in his hand vigorously, trying to resist this attacking danger.

However, he only felt a tingling pain in his body.

"Ahh Lin Feilong howled miserably, there were many blood marks on his body, and the blood quickly stained his clothes, and the feeling of weakness made him want to fall.

"Wang Lung, don't play too long." Yan Jing said lightly: "The competition we just had is not over yet." ”

"Oh, don't worry, the next knife will be over."

Lin Feilong's face was pale, his breathing was disordered, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He felt that even if he didn't use Wang Long's action, it wouldn't be long before he would fall.

"Master Leng, I'm sorry, I couldn't keep Tianhong Society." Lin Feilong shook his head with a wry smile, looking at the fewer and fewer brothers, a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

If he could be a little stronger, he wouldn't be so passive, and he could only be someone else's punching bag.

"It's time to hit the road." Wang Lung licked the corners of his lips, revealing an evil smile, the embroidered spring knife in his hand was dripping with blood beads, and under the moonlight, it looked particularly penetrating.

"Ah!!h Lin Feilong spat a mouthful of blood foam, looked up to the sky and roared, even if he died, he would die vigorously.

Boom!

At this moment, a muffled sound exploded.

Wang Lung was slightly stunned, turned his head, and saw Yan Jing flying upside down.

What's the situation?

He was stunned, and a danger struck, and he felt that the hand holding the embroidered spring knife was twisted by life.

"Ahh Wang Lung howled in pain, hurriedly flew back, covered his hand, and stared deeply ahead.

"Tsk, I thought it was strong, but it didn't turn out that I was beaten by our two whites."

"Eleven, don't talk nonsense, fight quickly."

"Good! Chubby, you are responsible for dealing with this knife-wielding one, and I'll be dealing with the one with a dagger. ”

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Shiyi and Jin Panpan immediately moved and rushed towards Yan Jing and Wang Long respectively.

Lin Feilong looked at the young man who suddenly came out with a blank expression, and suddenly his pupils shrank, this is ...... School uniforms in No. 1 Middle School?

So, are they Leng Ye's classmates?

"Uncle, don't be stunned! Hurry up and help the others. Xiao Shiyi rushed to Yan Jing and complained, "You shouldn't be unable to move, right?" ”

"Hey, who do you say is the uncle!!" Lin Feilong was not happy, and said angrily: "Call me brother!" ”

"!" Xiao Shiyi pursed his lips, then turned around and swept towards Yan Jing's Heavenly Spirit, "You should call me brother!" ”

Yan Jing's heart tightened, and he hurriedly dodged, but as soon as he made a move here, Xiao Shiyi's feet instantly changed direction and swept towards his neck.

What's going on?

Why is his movements so flexible, he is much more flexible than himself.

You know, what he cultivates is the body method, but now he is being crushed by others in the body method, what kind of blow is this?

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