Wu Feng was extremely shocked in his heart, at this moment, he was at least fifty meters away from the abandoned toll station, and Mei Liuzhu could actually transmit the voice to his head from such a distance, this, Wu Feng simply didn't know what to say, he was soft-hearted and rescued such a monster!

Monster, yes, as long as the spiritual power of this plum willow is strong enough to control a zombie monarch, then it is equivalent to controlling hundreds of thousands or even millions of zombies, as soon as he thought of this, a gentle and beautiful voice sounded directly in his head, "Wu Feng, I am not a mind controller, and I am not as useful as you think......

Wu Feng was slightly stunned, then revealed a strange look, and thought silently, "Do you know what I'm thinking?" ”

"Yes, but now is not the time to talk about that, please help us......"

After getting Mei Liuzhu's confirmation, Wu Feng felt even more strange in his heart, if it wasn't mind control, what kind of monster could it be? Mind reading plus control, this ......

"Roar, roar...... When thinking about this, the mourner approached with an angry roar, Wu Feng had to shake his distracting thoughts out of his head, turned around, and saw that the mourner and the fast knife Xu Long did not continue to advance, and a group of well-equipped marauders quickly set up the light machine gun on the ground, not advancing, afraid, of course, not afraid of him Wu Feng, but afraid of the plum willow grapes.

"Drought Fish, and this friend, leave the truck and leave quickly, otherwise I don't mind killing you......" The one-armed Xu Long, who was carrying the Yanling knife, stared at Wu Feng and the two with cold eyes like jackals

With amusement in his eyes, he waved his hand, and said helplessly: "Uncle Xu, of course I don't want to wade into this muddy water, but unfortunately, I have to ask whether Xuejun agrees." ”

"Blood Monarch?!" Xu Long's eyes fell on Wu Feng, his sallow face was a little surprised, he didn't expect that this young man who was not amazing was the master of the Demon Gate, but he was just an accident, and he didn't have any scruples, and said coldly: "Within ten seconds, get out of my sight, otherwise ......"

Before the words fell, the Yanling knife "Qiang" came out of the sheath, the clothes on his body moved without wind, and the momentum of the first-class master pressed directly towards Wu Feng, the meaning is obvious, if you don't go, you will die, but not to mention the momentum of this class master, even the momentum of the world's master Wu Feng has also seen it, not to mention, what Wu Feng is looking for is this class master.

"Or kill me?" Wu Feng swept the one-armed Xu Long, as well as the mourner and a group of marauders, grinned, and said frivolously and mockingly: "You are limited to commit suicide within three seconds, otherwise I will do it myself." ”

"Arrogance!"

When Xu Long heard this, when he was furious, he slashed out with a knife in his left hand.

"Hey, just let me see, what qualifications do you have to be called a quick knife!"

The knife gang attacked quickly, and Wu Feng, who was still grinning, did not dodge or dodge, and the blood-colored war knife swept away, and the sound of "Qiang" broke the Ling Yan Daogang, which made Xu Long's eyes light up, "Good knife, it's mine." ”

However, before his words fell, his face changed rapidly, and when he saw Wu Feng rushing towards him, his blood-red fingers wiped the blade of the battle knife, and instantly with the condensation of blood and internal force, the breath of destruction lingered around the war knife, Wu Feng used a trick as soon as he came up, which made Xu Long's unexpected colleague smile contemptuously, young people are young people, impatient, unstable, he wants Wu Feng to know that there are some things that cannot be made up for by talent.

The Yanling Knife voided a circle, randomly, it was facing Wu Feng, as if he was going to have a hard time with Wu Feng.

"Kill and slash!"

The condensed Dao Gang swept towards Xu Long like a giant blade, seeing that the Yanling knife was about to collide with the Dao Gang, this Xu Long leaned back sharply, and when he dodged to avoid the Dao Gang's sweep, the Yanling knife slashed at Wu Feng's legs with lightning speed, unexpectedly, Wu Feng had already taken precautions, and holding the war knife with his backhand was to slash at Xu Long's head, take a look, are you fatal, or my legs.

Xu Long's heart was cold, could it be that Wu Feng was just bluffing just now, and he had to change his moves.

"Boom ......"

As soon as he avoided Wu Feng's knife that exchanged injuries for his life, a loud sound echoed in his ears, Xu Long looked at it, and his heart jumped up in shock, and many light machine guns instantly turned into pieces together with more than a dozen marauders, he didn't feel sorry for the marauders, nor did he feel sorry for the light machine guns, but he didn't expect Wu Feng's return to qi so fast, and he just released his trick, and he returned his qi to deal with his attack.

Can't be underestimated, Xu Long's heart sank, and he suddenly mobilized his internal force, and the Yanling knife was a stunt, the thirteen styles of the wind.

The thirteen styles of the wind are Xu Long's famous stunts, the moves are as fast as lightning, and between the virtual and the real, it is difficult for the enemy to defend, but what shocked him was that he made quick moves, Wu Feng's body was faster, and before he could slash out with the Yanling knife, Wu Feng had already made corresponding evasion actions, as if, Wu Feng had the ability to predict, of course, Wu Feng did not have the ability to predict, but he was also a person who used a knife, and Wu Feng knew what he was going to do!

Just when Xu Long was surprised, the burying man who was controlled by the mink wolf, the shining and metallic skin turned dark in an instant, the mink wolf, not wanting to waste time here with Wu Feng, wanted to quickly eliminate Wu Feng with Xu Long, however, he controlled the bury to take a few steps, and the reserve rations blocked the way.

The reserve rations didn't want anyone to disturb Wu Feng, there was no low howl, no dog barking, and the figure disappeared directly into the snow, and the reappearance had already broken the hamstrings of the mourner.

Those marauders wanted to help, but unfortunately, they couldn't intervene in the battle of the strong at all, Wu Feng and Xu Long's footwork and body skills made them unable to shoot, and the speed of stockpiling rations was even faster, the only thing they could attack was the drought that was walking with Wu Feng, but they didn't want to provoke this drought fish, so that this drought could move a small stool to sit next to it and watch the battle leisurely.

Yes, Dryfish is very laid-back, and if you have popcorn in your hand, it's no different from a girl watching a movie.

On the roof of the toll station, Mei Liuzhu and a group of people were also watching the battle, but they couldn't see any doorway, nor could they see who had the upper hand, they could only see Wu Feng and Xu Long coming and going.

"Ding!" With a soft sound, the Yanling knife shook falsely, and when Wu Feng made a dodge action, this Xu Long quickly cut out with a knife, and Wu Feng's backhand horizontal knife block was to resolve its offensive, but the moon has profit and loss, and the knife has virtual reality, this knife Xu Long only used three points of force, and when he hit the war knife, the internal force spit out wildly, pressing the Yanling knife to Wu Feng's neck.

Wu Feng's backhand was not good, but he was not in a hurry, and his left hand poked Xu Long's eyes with blood.

Xu Long saw the rapidly enlarged fingers, and at the same time turned his head to avoid his fingers, he was about to use the blade to cut the carotid artery in Wu Feng's neck, however, at this time, Xu Long's right foot hurt, he would play false, how could Wu Feng not? When he avoided the attack with his left hand, he raised his foot and suddenly lifted his knee, but, to Wu Feng's surprise, this Xu Long's kung fu was extremely solid, and Xu Long's body didn't even shake under a kick, and sure enough, in terms of basic kung fu, he Wu Feng was far inferior to these people who had practiced ancient martial arts for decades, but this did not mean that he was going to lose......