Chapter Forty-Six: The First in the World?

"Shuttle plane: the first in the world. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoTime and place: the middle of the Ming Dynasty, Beijing. Length of stay: Indefinite. ”

The long-lost mechanical sound sounded in Lin Fei's head.

At this moment, he and the violent ape were in a narrow alley, surrounded by no one and the houses on both sides were old and silent. A light breeze came and picked up a few fallen leaves.

"The number one ...... in the world" Lin Fei frowned, and his attention fell entirely on the prompt tone of the plane shuttle watch.

If he remembers correctly, the number one in the world is a martial arts drama, so this plane is also a martial arts plane, or a martial arts plane with a low force value.

In such a martial arts plane, with Lin Fei's current strength, that is, he is pushing the invincible rhythm all the way.

None of this is the point.

What caught Lin Fei's attention the most was that there was no clear time limit for this plane shuttle!

In the past, there was a strict time limit for the two plane shuttles, and only after the time limit was over, could you leave the plane.

Today, this limit is indefinite.

The meaning of these two words represents a myriad of possibilities.

"This plane shuttle, I feel a bit unusual." Lin Fei thought so, this was also his subconscious thought.

Beside him, the storm ape suddenly spoke.

"There are people coming here, quite a few of them."

"Huh?"

As soon as Lin Fei raised his head, the power of his thoughts diverged from the center of his eyebrows, instantly enveloping a radius of a kilometer, and everything was clear in his heart.

"That's ......"

Something surprising seemed to have been discovered.

Twenty or thirty Dongchang fanzi were murderous, chasing and killing a young man dressed as a thug with a knife, and they were rushing towards his location.

And this little gangster, Lin Fei is very familiar with it, and he is one of the first protagonists in the world.

Success and wrong.

"You Dongchang fans, I didn't do anything to hurt the law and reason, why did you chase me to death!" Cheng Zhengfei kept shouting while running.

At the same time, he rolled up his sleeves, revealing an arm covered in small black letters, and began to stare at it.

"Shaolin's Mighty King Kong Finger ......"

As soon as the words came out, those Dongchang fans had already caught up, and all of them raised their long knives with gloomy faces, flashed a bright cold light, and slashed down.

These people's movements are crisp and ruthless.

I saw Cheng Shifei stop and turn around, an iron plate bridge flashed the long knife that slashed at the neck and head, and his hands rushed out on the chests of the two Dongchang fans who were closest to him, and the fierce strength of the strong King Kong fingers penetrated through and fell to the ground.

From running away, to fighting back.

The powerful King Kong fingers of right and wrong were pointed at those Dongchang fans who killed one after another, and none of them were his enemies, and they fell down one after another.

It's just that behind these Dongchang fans, there is also a Dongchang stall head dressed in a flying fish suit.

This person has white hair, a white face and no beard, and is feminine and fierce everywhere. Squinted at right and wrong for a moment, his right hand bent into a claw, and a ruthless energy swirled around the center of the claw.

He's shot!

When Cheng Shifei had just knocked down the two Dongchang fans, facing the surrounding blades and approaching to dodge, it was just when the old force had exhausted its new power before it was born, and suddenly came out of its claws, and the cold momentum exploded, as if a gust of yin wind was blowing and scattering.

Almost instantly, the blackened yin and ruthless claw strength reached the heart of right and wrong.

Boom!

A claw struck Cheng right and wrong, causing blood to spurt from his mouth, and he rolled forward and fell.

One move to hurt the enemy, this Dongchang stall head smiled gloomily, his body entered again, his body was full of energy, and several claws attacked in the air, and the moves were all ruthless killing moves for the soul, which was to kill right and wrong and then quickly.

"King Kong is not bad!"

At the critical moment, Cheng was forced to use the magic skill of King Kong, a palm slapped on the ground and bounced, and the ruthless claws fell in front of him, and the sound of 'dong dong' was instantaneous, but he was unharmed.

When the head of the Dongchang stall saw that Cheng Cheng used the magic skill of King Kong, he jumped up in an instant, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and his whole body was full of gloomy true qi, and his robe was hunting, like a mad demon.

"King Kong is not bad, you little gangster can't master the heat, even if you use it, you can't escape death!"

The claws crossed over his chest and slammed downward.

Suddenly, the momentum of his whole body condensed with his energy, and he shot out two black and astonishing eerie claws, like the impermanence of evil ghosts, collecting souls and asking for his life.

Cheng Shifei shouted, his golden body exuded a powerful and incomparable masculine blood, and his fists slammed into it, and he regretted it with his gloomy claws.

There was a boom, and the stone slabs on the ground were broken layer by layer, and the hideous cracks like cobwebs quickly spread around, and dust was everywhere.

This scene made Lin Fei a little overwhelmed, and even wondered if he had seen it wrong or heard it wrong.

is just a stall head in the East Factory, and he can actually force right and wrong to use the magic of King Kong, and it seems that he can fight with the power and not retreat, and he is faintly suppressed.

What's wrong with the world?

The aftermath of the qi impacted, the fallen leaves were shattered, and even spread in front of Lin Fei, as a last resort, Lin Fei had no choice but to block it.

He felt that there was something unusual about the world, and he had to find someone to ask about it. Undoubtedly, Cheng Zheng, who was besieged and killed by Dongchang in front of him, is a good candidate.

The figure shot out, and the fifth week of Yi Jin Jing Tianlan-level floating slaughter had been completed, Lin Fei's simple martial arts strength was far beyond before, it was Wang Yang in his heyday, and he could also win the battle.

Seventy-two road Tan legs.

This kind of martial arts, which is not profound, is urged by the true qi of the Yi Jin Sutra to use the effect of turning decay into magic.

Lin Fei kicked the soles of his feet repeatedly, kicking the air violently, and a blue strong leg broke through the air and went straight to the head of the Dongchang stall that jumped high.

This sudden offensive is unguardable, and this Dongchang stall leader is competing with Cheng right and wrong to compete with internal strength, and he can't tolerate the interference of external offensives, otherwise he will backfire on himself, and the consequences will be serious.

Seeing this strong leg attack, his face panicked, and then he showed a fierce look, forcibly gathered his strength, and separated one hand to be hard.

It can only be said that he overestimated his strength.

As soon as this strong leg strength collided with the ruthless claw strength he played, it showed a devastating trend, tearing his ruthless claw strength to pieces, and under the sudden drastic change of the look of this Dongchang stall leader, he hit the body.

Burst!

In a blood mist, the whole person fell to the ground upside down, and the skills of the competition with right and wrong were counterattacked, the clothes were shattered, the seven orifices spurted blood, and the terrible howl of a male duck sounded.

Cheng Shifei suppressed the churning qi and blood in his chest, and he was also very puzzled, turned his head to look in one direction, and just saw Lin Fei rushing over, relying on the void to resist the wind, floating like a fairy, leaving a good impression in his eyes.

Lin Fei glanced down, and swept out a fierce wind with one kick, and the rest of the Dongchang fans were hit one after another, and one by one they vomited blood and fell to the ground and died.

The soles of the feet are on the ground, the clothes are not moving, and it is indescribably easy and free.

The head of the Dongchang stall wanted to struggle to get up, twisted his eyes to look at Lin Fei's position, and saw a flower in front of him, and he lost consciousness.

But it was the violent ape that followed, falling directly from the sky, and the soles of its feet just stepped on its head, shattering like rotten watermelons.

"You ...... What kind of person. ”