Chapter Eighty-Five: Cheekiness and Tigress

"Huh?" Feng Ling frowned, and just as he was about to reward Wang Tao, he suddenly changed direction with a kick, and a momentum of nearly ten turns suddenly erupted from his toes, and in the blink of an eye, he attacked a resentful female figure in front of him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

"Bang~!" "Smack~!" One big and one small, two crisp sounds, Hu Meier vomited blood and flew upside down and smashed into the stone wall of the dark pavilion, and the dagger in her hand shattered into powder, and coincidentally, most of those explosive crumbs and iron slag were pierced by the charming woman.

"Ah~......!" A howl of pain suddenly sounded, but it came from two different directions, and it sounded unspeakably weird. Feng Yuqing knew that one of them was from the mouth of Hu Mei'er, whose "face was corroded and disfigured", and the source of the other scream was not Feng Ling, who was hit in the face, but ...... Wang tao!

"Hiss~! How did he do it? Seeing that the injured person was not Feng Ling, Feng Yuqing gasped as soon as he put his heart down and let out a breath of turbidity.

I saw that Wang Tao's face was hideous and twisted, and he pinched his slapping right hand and fell to the ground and wailed, and his chest was even stepped on by Feng Ling's one foot, and he couldn't move even a little bit of pain and struggle!

"Ah~! Bastard~! Bastard! Wang Tao scolded, although he was suffocated by the man in purple, but the words in his mouth were still unyielding.

In the end, maybe he was tired of scolding, Wang Tao gritted his teeth and looked at Feng Ling for a long time, and spit out a sentence that made several people present cry and laugh: "Your cheek, what's the ...... So thick!? ”

"...... each other, each other!" The man in purple raised his eyebrows when he heard this, his words were not salty or light, at first glance, he seemed to be very humble, but in fact it implied sarcasm, and the shaking black and white white bone lock made a rubbing sound, which seemed to be sneering in Wang Tao's ears.

The back and forth conversation between the two made Feng Yuqing and Hu Meier understand, and the hard slap that dared to love Wang Tao before hit the "iron plate face"! No wonder Wang Tao's emotions are so angry!

This is ...... sour!

"Feng Ling, let go of Senior Brother Wang Tao, otherwise, even if I am seriously injured, I will kill Feng Yuqing!" The charming woman let out a hysterical roar, her blood-drenched pretty face was full of madness, and as she spoke, she had already slammed a sharp sword at Feng Yuqing.

Hu Mei'er knew that she was not Feng Ling's opponent, and trying to save Wang Tao from him was tantamount to a fool's dream, so it was better to surround Wei and save Zhao. Just think, Feng Ling's only movable foot is stepping on Wang Tao now, so what, save Feng Yuqing?

Whether it was his own ability to capture Feng Yuqing, or Feng Ling's initiative to collect his feet to rescue the other party, his goal could be regarded as achieved!

"Hey, you have no conscience~! Why don't you come and save me? With the previous experience, the woman in green was not worried at all at this time, she did not dodge or dodge, but looked sideways at the man in purple with a trace of dependence, and let the woman on the opposite side stab her with a sword.

"I can't come, go by yourself!" The man in purple raised his eyebrows, his heart moved, and he chuckled helplessly. Xin said: "This girl is becoming more and more dependent on me, but sooner or later I will have to leave the Yuqing Sect, and we are destined to be separated." It's mine...... Younger sister! ”

"Bang~!" With a loud bang, a ten-turn level of energy suddenly erupted from the tip of the purple-clothed man's left foot again. What Hu Mei'er thought of in his plan, Feng Ling naturally thought of it, but he avoided those two possibilities, so he chose the third possibility of "self-creation"!

"Ah~! Bastard......! His chest was suddenly pressed like a thousand catties of boulders, and Wang Tao let out a terrible scream, so angry that he almost turned his back on it.

However, Feng Ling used Wang Tao as a stepping stone, and the whole person took this opportunity to stand on tiptoe and rotate his body, lift his left foot, and send it out again...... Two energies! The seductive woman with the sword was so frightened that she hurriedly dodged sideways, looking warily and angrily at the hateful man standing on the "stepping stone".

"Click~!" A metal cracking sound exploded in front of her, and Hu Mei'er chuckled in her heart, and suddenly a bad premonition rose, and she turned around with difficulty......

"Hi~! Senior Sister Hu! A beautiful face and a beautiful voice came into the eyes and ears at the same time, and at some point, the woman in green had arrived in front of her with a wicked smile, and her hands, which should have been restrained, were pulling and playing with a cute red whip, and her eyes were looking up and down with ill intentions.

"Bang~! Boom......! The red whip swayed wildly, leaving behind the shadow of the whip and the terrible screams of the woman, and the two big men who witnessed all this on the side had numb scalps and were terrified! Secretly said to the heart: "Sure enough! All women can't be provoked! ”

If Feng Yuqing heard this, he would have to roll his eyes and say: "If you dare to disfigure me, you don't kill her directly, even if you are polite!" beat her just to relieve her anger and appease the girl's fragile and ...... Young minds! ”

"Ah~......!" As the last whip fell, Hu Mei'er, who was covered in bruises, let out an inhuman scream, her eyes were full of resentment and looked at the green-clothed woman who stepped forward with the whip, and said with hatred in her heart: "Hmph, the skills are not as good as others, I admit it!" But even if you have ten turns, you are ready to be buried with me! Hahaha~......! ”

Hu Mei'er fell to the ground silently at the moment, a faint energy in her body began to surge slowly, and a trace of black lines appeared on her pretty face.

"Say, where is Sun Yuyang? Does it have anything to do with you? Feng Yuqing frowned and asked in a deep voice, and after the jade hand pinched the jade neck of the strange Hu Mei'er, he put the other party's feet off the ground and against the stone wall of the dark pavilion, like a domineering man.

"Perhaps, I didn't catch her, and it's not a good thing!" Being trampled under the feet of the man in purple, Wang Tao glanced sideways at the domineering woman in green with difficulty, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and gave Feng Ling a resentful look of sympathy and schadenfreude.

"Yuqing is like this, and she is about to catch up with the tigress!" Feng Ling lowered his head and muttered, but fortunately, the woman in green on the other side was busy extorting a confession, and she didn't hear Feng Ling's words of death.

"Zi~, Zi......!" Suddenly, the chains on his hands trembled violently and made a tearing sound, waking up the purple-clothed man who was losing his consciousness and sighing.

"Alas, it's coming! It's about to be unraveled ......! Feng Ling raised his head and stared at the black and white chains and sighed secretly, if it weren't for the previous exertion, which caused the excess ghost and god power to be excluded, otherwise, how could he be suppressed by this broken thing to only ten transformations of cultivation!

In fact, Feng Yuqing was even more miserable before, when he was completely suppressed by the four chains, he put it aside, and after he was released from the confinement of his legs, he also resumed the Nine Transformations of cultivation. Because of this, I was frightened in vain, and I was almost disfigured by Hu Mei'er, who was raised to the ninth turn with a strange aura!