"Bell, bell......"

A continuous sound came from the hallway, like the striking of a blacksmith, or the ringing of the ancient temple bells. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]

In the corridor filled with thick blood, the ground was red with blood, and the corpses were lying on the ground like a 'chaotic' grave, the corpses would not move, their dead eyes could no longer reflect the crazy battle in the corridor.

I saw Wu Feng like a mad demon, his demeanor was like a beast, every part of his body was a weapon, head, elbows, shoulders, knees, fists, like a storm attacking the silver money leopard, every blow made the silver money leopard's body make a loud noise, and no blow made the silver money leopard stained with blood, but this blood was not the silver money leopard's but his Wu Feng's!

The fist has been damaged, the 'pants' and 'legs' have been stained with blood, and the forehead has been red, but Wu Feng still doesn't know the painful attack, and he repelled the silver leopard with a punch.

"Bang, bang!"

The silver leopard who was attacked by Wu Feng like this didn't hurt much, no, it wasn't that it didn't hurt, it didn't feel it at all.

Wu Feng's attack made him resist, but he couldn't do effective damage to him.

Yes, effective damage, now the head of the silver leopard keeps hitting the ground, not only is the head not painful or dizzy, but the mind is extremely sober, but, this sobriety makes the silver leopard resentful, he is beaten like a sandbag, but he is a controller, a dignified strong man, this humiliation, this inner torture, is more intense than the fire knife cut,

Humiliation.

He didn't know how to offend Wu Feng and let Wu Feng kill his subordinates like this, for some reason, Wu Feng was so crazy, but he didn't want to know this, he just wanted to kill Wu Feng.

"Roar!"

When Wu Feng frantically stepped on his head, one hand grabbed Wu Feng's left 'leg', and suddenly his fingers were like an awl, directly buckled into Wu Feng's ankle, and suddenly pulled, causing Wu Feng to fall to the ground.

As soon as he got up, his fist fell on Wu Feng's head.

"Click!"

With a loud bang, the fist hit the ground, directly knocking the cement out of a pit, this power, this attack, but did not hit Wu Feng, the reason is very simple, when he punched again, Wu Feng punched him on the head, making his attack miss.

The silver leopard attack failed, and Wu Feng took advantage of the situation to get up.

Don't give the silver leopard a chance to continue attacking, raise your foot and give the silver leopard a kick in the waist, and kick it out of the distance.

The silver leopard that had just raised his hand slammed into the wall with a "bang" before he could punch, and the wall was splashed with slag!

"Roar, crumb!"

It didn't hurt to hit the wall, but the silver leopard was sad and angry, and the five iron fingers hit the wall like a wall, and he pulled out a piece and threw it directly at Wu Feng.

"Whoosh" Wu Feng saw this brick flying, did not dodge or dodge, raised his hand and punched out, and with a "snap", he smashed the brick to pieces!

As soon as the bricks were broken, the silver leopard pounced on Wu Feng with monstrous hatred, like this, as if he wanted to tear Wu Feng alive, but Wu Feng sneered, and when he got closer, he squatted out and hit the small 'leg' of the silver leopard, and suddenly, the silver leopard fell to the ground!

The silver money leopard knew that something was wrong, and sure enough, as he expected, as soon as he fell to the ground, he was trampled on the head by Wu Feng.

History is strikingly similar, he finally found this opportunity to attack, but now he was trampled by Wu Feng one by one, and there was no chance to fight back......

"Bang, bang......"

Wu Feng kicked one foot after another, like a tireless pile driver, shattering the ground under the head of the silver leopard, and letting the incorruptible head of King Kong slowly sink into the corridor floor.

The silver leopard wanted to resist and struggle, but was immediately kicked back by Wu Feng, humiliated, extremely humiliated.

Humiliation? Wu Feng didn't know, didn't care, just wanted to vent and vent the resentment in his heart.

And this silver leopard who was powerless to resist was worse than death, he never thought that there would be such a miserable day, and he didn't expect that after becoming the master, someone would be able to beat him as a punching bag.

Sandbag, for Wu Feng, the silver coin leopard is a good sandbag. Of course, I won't let such a good sandbag break, I just want to make him more miserable. After kicking on the head of the silver leopard, he urged the internal force and kicked it in the vest again.

Suddenly, the silver leopard's heart ached violently, as if someone was squeezing his heart with his hand.

As the heart began to ache, the silver leopard's internal organs were all in severe pain, especially the kidneys, like hundreds of needles repeatedly pricked again.

Pain, incomparably painful, inescapable pain, the silver leopard felt that there were dozens of energies in his body that were 'chaotic' and destroying.

Shocked, the silver leopard couldn't believe that someone could hurt him, although he didn't know what method Wu Feng used, but the pain did exist.

When Wu Feng retracted his feet, he endured the pain and got up, and as soon as he moved, his throat was sweet, and he spit out blood with a "wow".

Looking at the blood on the ground, the silver leopard suddenly remembered that when the bald man was still alive, Wu Feng hit his lower abdomen one after another, originally thought that Wu Feng was stupid, and hit him empty-handed, but now he finally realized that it was not Wu Feng who was stupid but him.

Yes, he guessed right, when the bald man was still alive, Wu Feng hit the violent internal force into his body, and at this moment, Wu Feng kicked it, and the violent internal force erupted like a volcano.

The silver money leopard still didn't believe it, but the stinging pain of his internal organs made him have to believe it, but more resentment, he didn't expect to be so vicious, he obviously had the ability to hurt him and kill him, but he was so humiliated by him, hate, hatred from the soul, unforgettable, even if he went through a reincarnation in the eighteenth layer of hell, he would not forget this humiliation, he would not forget this unforgettable hatred.

As if feeling the hatred of the silver leopard, Wu Feng was much calmer, the corners of his mouth changed to a smile, and he said to the silver-money leopard who vomited blood: "You know, I won't kill you, I won't let you die, I will only blind your eyes, pierce your ears, gouge out your tongue, cut off your hands and feet, and then tattoo some of your favorite words on your 'chest', and dogs are not as good as ......"

"You, you, you!"

The silver money leopard looked at Wu Feng, no, in his eyes, Wu Feng was not a human, he was a demon who crawled out of hell!

No, he would never allow such humiliation to happen to him, he wanted to go over and kill Wu Feng, but after taking this step, his internal organs were like tearing pain, and he couldn't help but spit out blood with a mouthful of "wow", no, even if he died, he didn't want that humiliation!

"Let's die together!" With the mentality of dying together, the silver leopard's body quickly turned red, and it pounced on Wu Feng like red-hot steel......