"Now, it's the fifth!!" His eyes sank, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand turned, and he slashed towards a junior brother of Tianhong Society.

Boom!

At this moment, two cold lights flickered, blocking his own knife.

"Huh?" Wang Lung frowned, looked at it, and said in surprise: "Mandarin duck knife? ”

"Your opponent is me." Lin Feilong stared at Wang Lung closely, watching his brothers fall one by one, and a raging anger ignited in his heart.

Although he didn't feel like he was the match for the person in front of him, he could only get on.

"Oh? It turns out that Tianhong Club also has masters. Wang Lung hooked the corners of his lips and said playfully: "This way you don't have to be so boring." ”

The words fell, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand flicked and sent it towards Lin Feilong's neck.

Lin Feilong's pupils shrank, and the mandarin duck knife in his hand was crossed, protecting his chest, and holding the embroidered spring knife.

At the same time, he swept the blade of the embroidered spring knife towards Wang Long's hand.

The sound of metal delivery was particularly harsh in this night, and Yan Jing turned his head to look at the tenth person here.

"There are masters."

Seeing Lin Feilong's hand, he raised his eyebrows, and secretly met an opponent with a little strength.

"Hahaha, Wang Lung, I'm here to help you!!"

"Get out! I don't need your help!! ”

Wang Lung finally faced an opponent who was a little interesting, how could he give it to Yan Jing.

It's just that Yan Jing won't listen to him, and the dagger in his hand flipped and stabbed towards Lin Feilong.

"Bastard! He's mine!! ”

"I don't care, anyway, this person, I'm decided."

For a while, Wang Lung and Yan Jing were fighting among themselves while attacking Lin Feilong.

Lin Feilong passively accepted the move, and the two mandarin duck knives flashed again and again like butterflies spreading their wings, but the strength of these two people was above him, and now he was able to reluctantly accept the move, one was the other party's infighting, and the other was the other party's teasing of himself.

He's still too tender!

After all, it hasn't been long since he cultivated the Mandarin Duck Knife, and it is already very remarkable to be able to persist until now.

However, if he can't stop these two people, I'm afraid that Tianhong Society will come to an end.

Lin Feilong had a pair of red eyes, and out of the corner of his eye, he watched his brothers fall one by one, and the anger in his heart seemed to explode his chest.

"Ahh He roared angrily, turned around, and the two mandarin duck knives danced wildly.

Sting!

Wang Lung's arm was cut open, and Lin Feilong was forced to retreat.

Lin Feilong stared at Wang Lung panting, his hands clenching the mandarin duck knife, trembling slightly, he had already consumed a lot of physical strength, and he didn't know how long he could hold on.

"Hehe, that's good." Wang Lung squinted his eyes and stared at Lin Feilong coldly, "You can actually hurt me, I admit your strength." ”

When the words fell, a chill emanated from his body, and his eyes became as vicious and vicious as a poisonous snake.

Lin Feilong's heart trembled, and it seemed that he had provoked the other party.

Swish!!

Wang Lung rushed towards Lin Feilong with an arrow step, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand was sent out violently.

This knife came quickly, quickly and urgently, as if Lin Feilong had come to him with his eyes closed.

Sting!

Before Lin Feilong could react, there was already an extra blood mark on his arm.

He was in pain, hurriedly covered his wounds, and looked at Wang Lung with a look of surprise, he didn't even have a chance to react!

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