"Are you Ling Chen?" the man moved out of the cab, looked at him playfully, and saw not a person, but a prey, up and down, exuding a domineering momentum.

"It's me, who are you?"

Seeing this person, Ling Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, but he did not shy away from looking directly at the other party's gaze. The man in front of him was about thirty years old, dressed casually, and his appearance was mediocre, and he threw it casually into the crowd, just afraid that no one would look at him a few more times. But it was such a person, but Ling Chen saw at a glance that it was not simple in his eyes.

And after seeing the strength of the other party, he didn't dare to take it lightly, this man is definitely a master.

"Song Qing. ”

"I don't know you, I have no grievances with you, why are you blocking my way?"

Song Qing said indifferently: "I think you should know the reason, as long as you let me take things away, I can spare your life." ”

"Something?" Ling Chen's heart moved, and he immediately understood what the other party meant, "You may be mistaken, what you want is not here with me." ”

"What's in the tail box?" After speaking, Song Qing walked to the tail box and opened the sail covering it. Suddenly, a box made of alloy appeared in Ling Chen's eyes.

"This ......" Ling Chen's eyes widened, looking at the box in disbelief, and his mind didn't turn around for a moment.

Damn, I was cheated by Tang Yuan's bastard again!

He scolded indignantly. I thought that Tang Yuan was kind enough to help him call a car and send him to the city, but he didn't expect to secretly put the exoskeleton armor on his car behind his back.

Anyway, tell yourself and let him be prepared.

Scolding and scolding, but everything happened, he couldn't just ignore it, throw things and run away, that's not his style, it seems that today's fight is settled.

Thinking of this, he shrugged his shoulders, moved his hands and feet, and hooked his hand at Song Qinggou and said, "Let's gossip less, I'm going to lose, you take the things away." If you lose, then I'm sorry, you'll probably spend the rest of your life in prison. ”

"It depends on whether you have the skills or not. After the words fell, Song Qing reached out and touched his waist, and with a flick of his wrist, a soft sword was immediately withdrawn.

Seeing the other party's weapon, Ling Chen's eyes condensed slightly, and he pulled out the wolf kiss without hesitation. However, looking at his dagger and the soft sword in the other party's hand, he suddenly became unhappy, one inch long and one inch stronger, and he seemed to have suffered a little.

Before he could protest, Song Qing's soft sword had already struck, and the speed was fast, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows.

, a little carelessness will reveal flaws, giving the other party a chance to take advantage of. Seeing that soft sword stabbing at him, Ling Chen hurriedly adjusted his state and greeted him with a wolf kiss.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, Wolf Kiss deftly flicked the soft sword away. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ling Chen bullied himself and prepared to fight Song Qing in close quarters.

His dagger was too short, and if Song Qing's soft sword was unleashed, it would be difficult for him to have a chance to get close. Therefore, he must seize the opportunity, and only close can he limit Song Qing's play.

Song Qing seemed to understand his thoughts, and quickly retreated, trying to distance the two. But Ling Chen pressed forward step by step, and the wolf kiss kept swinging, directly hitting the other party's vital point.

At this time, Song Qing's waist turned, finding an opportunity, and the soft sword stabbed towards the top of his head from top to bottom.

Ling Chen immediately raised the wolf's kiss to block the attack of the soft sword. However, when the wolf kiss came into contact with the soft sword, the blade suddenly softened, forming an arc and continuing to stab at the center of his eyebrows.

Not good!

His complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly took two sharp steps back, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow of the soft sword.

Seeing him retreat, Song Qing sneered, his wrist shook slightly, and the soft sword instantly straightened and became extremely hard.

This is...... Internal strength!

Ling Chen frowned secretly, the person in front of him was actually a master of the house. Soft swords are relatively difficult to control because of the soft body of the sword, so few people are proficient in it. But the master of the inner family is different, and the master of the inner family can change the strength of the soft sword at will through his own internal strength.

Now, he finally understood that the mysterious organization had only one person to guard the road.

With Song Qing's strength, one person is enough to be worth more than a dozen people.

"That's what you can do?" Song Qing's tone was contemptuous, "Jiang Yang died at your hands too unjustly. ”

Hearing this, the corners of Ling Chen's mouth raised slightly, and then put away the wolf kiss in his hand.

"Don't worry, you'll see what I'm capable of soon. ”

Seeing him raise his fist, Song Qing snorted lightly, and with a smile of disdain, the soft sword shot again.

Seeing the soft sword stabbing at him, Ling Chen still stood in place, motionless, staring at the tip of the sword with sharp eyes.

Suddenly, at the moment when the soft sword was about to get closer, he suddenly moved his body sideways, his toes quickly turned on the ground, his body rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, went around Song Qing's side, and then punched the opponent's face.

Seeing this, Song Qing immediately raised his sword to protect his chest.

But at this moment, Ling Chen suddenly grinned.

This inexplicable smile suddenly made Song Qing feel bad in her heart. Before he could react, he felt a sharp pain in his leg.

It turned out that Ling Chen pretended to attack his face, but in fact, it was to confuse him, and the real attack was on his lower body.

After eating Ling Chen's kick, Song Qing's right leg was slightly bent, and he almost lost his center of gravity when he was unstable on his feet. However, his reaction was not slow, and the soft sword lightly touched the ground, using that force to stand up straight again.

However, Ling Chen's kick still made him very uncomfortable, and faintly, the swelling pain was incomparable.

"It's good to be able to resist my kick. ”

Ling Chen nodded, impressed by Song Qing's physical fitness. The strongest parts of his body are his legs, and the strength of his legs is several times that of his fists, and he has met countless opponents over the years, but none of them can resist his leg blows.

Even the Jiang Yang last time was defeated in his legs.

Song Qing's face was gloomy, he screamed violently, his body jumped high, sword after sword, and the speed of the sword became faster and faster, making Ling Chen dazzled.

He stared intently, constantly retreating, dodging the attack of the soft sword, secretly looking for Song Qing's flaws. His kung fu focuses on killing his enemies with one move, and he can finish them off if he is given a chance.

However, although Song Qing's offensive was fast and orderly, while attacking, he did not forget his own defense. After more than a dozen swords, Ling Chen didn't find a suitable opportunity, but was forced to the side of the road by Song Qing.

There are steep slopes on both sides of the road, and if you want to fall, you will probably lose half your life.

Thinking of this, he swept his eyes away, preparing to break through Song Qing's attack from the side. However, Song Qing seemed to have predicted his thoughts, and the sword momentum suddenly changed, turning from the front to the side, sealing his retreat.

Damn it!

There was no way to retreat, Ling Chen scolded, and his right hand immediately touched his waist.