"Oh my God! Song Changqing is only a little old, less than twenty, and he is already a high-level martial artist!"

"This guy is really a genius, this kind of talent has a chance to become a martial arts master before the age of forty, right?"

"God really doesn't have long eyes, such a piece of garbage should give him such a high talent. ”

"It's over, it is estimated that no one in the Songlin Dart Bureau can stop this guy today, Old Man Ye was a peak martial artist when he was young, but now he ......"

"Zhiyang be careful!!"

While people were talking, they saw Ye Tiannan descending from the sky, and a tiger-headed big knife cut a black light in the air, slashing at Song Changqing fiercely.

"Hmph! Ye Tiannan, it's just an old dog, I've put up with you for a long time!"

Song Changqing, who tore his face, was reckless and rampant, and his mouth was open, but his strength was really terrifying.

He held the sword in both hands, and with a backhand wave, the terrifying sword qi soared into the sky, and he fought with Ye Tiannan's tiger head knife.

Syllable!

People only felt numb in their ears, but the battle situation was even more shocking.

Ye Tiannan was actually hit by this sword and turned over twice in the air, and then the whole person staggered to the ground, and he took four or five steps back before he stood firm.

"You...... He is about to break through the peak martial artist?!" Ye Tiannan was old and powerless, but he was also shocked by Song Changqing's martial arts talent.

Hum!

Song Changqing only took half a step back, his hands holding the sword were as steady as a rock, and his face was full of cold smiles:

"See! I'm already the number one master of the Songlin Dart Bureau, you garbage, waste, if it weren't for me, how could the Songlin Dart Bureau survive to this day, the position of the head of the dart should have belonged to me! And you, Ye Zhiyang!"

Song Changqing pointed a sword at Ye Zhiyang, the darkness in his heart, and the jealousy broke out in an all-round way: "You blind bitch, I take care of you in every way, but you only have that shit-like Ye Feng in your heart, I really want to know, have you already slept with him, so desperate?!Today, I just want to take away you, a little slut, and see if you can serve me like Ye Feng!!"

"Shut up!!"

Song Changqing's words were so filthy that they couldn't reach his ears.

Ye Zhiyang's face was flushed with anger, and she couldn't wait to tear Song Changqing's cheap mouth alive, she snorted, and the long sword in her hand was straight like Song Changqing's stab.

"Zhiyang, be careful, you are not his opponent!" Ye Tiannan shouted from the side.

Song Changqing even showed an evil lewd smile: "Hehe." I've taught you half of your swordsmanship, little bitch, and today I'm going to show you what a real 'man' is!"

"Shameless!!"

"It's shameless, who can help me?!"

Song Changqing's hidden combat power was shocking, he swung his long sword and was about to defeat Ye Zhiyang, but at this moment, suddenly a red light flew out of the crowd and went straight to the back of Song Changqing's head.

What the?

Song Changqing was furious by the strong wind behind him!

What kind of attack was it, so fast that he couldn't react.

Boom!

There was a bang.

People saw a red firework rising at the back of Song Changqing's head, and large red debris mixed with red blood splashed everywhere.

I'll go!

What kind of attack is this?!

The audience was dumbfounded, they had never seen such a terrible remote hidden weapon, they could only see Song Changqing being carried down like a dog eating, and a rampant smiling face was fiercely attached to the floor at Ye Zhiyang's feet, his face was shattered, and blood was flowing everywhere.

Ye Zhiyang immediately made a decision and immediately swung his sword to assassinate him, but Song Changqing's martial arts were really amazing, and he was seriously injured by this, and he could swing his sword to block Ye Zhiyang's attack, and he turned over and jumped to the side.

"Whirring ......"

He hurts.

When I touched the back of my head, my hands were full of blood, and my heart hurt.

"Who is it!" he pointed with his long sword: "Who is the one who made the sneak attack, get out of here!"

"It's me. ”

As a result, a person who no one could have imagined walked out slowly, and in his hand, he was still throwing a bright red brick like a toy.

"Ye Feng??"

"Less Dart Head ?!!"

The audience didn't know how many times they were stunned today, but none of them were more surprised than this time.

That terrible secret weapon turned out to be a brick?

No wonder it feels so familiar.

And that brick was smashed by Ye Feng, so ruthless?

Oh, my God!

How many secrets does this Ye Feng still hide!

Song Changqing saw Ye Feng, and then saw the terrible brick in the other party's hand, and suddenly remembered something, and the expression on his face twisted:

"It's you! It's you who smashed me that day?!"

"That's right. Ye Feng snapped and clenched the brick in his hand: "Brother has already fucking seen that you are unhappy, it is not enough to hurt me, and he ~mother~ has ill intentions towards my sister Zhiyang, if you don't kill you today, you will not be surnamed Ye!"

"It's up to you!" Song Changqing only thought that he was plotted, but he didn't put Ye Feng, the former scumbag of the war, in his eyes: "I will chop you up first today!"

"Chop your mother!"

Ye Feng was never merciful to the enemy, and flew out with a swish of the bricks in his hand.

Poop!

Another bang.

Song Changqing swung his sword to meet him, slashed with all his strength, and smashed the flying brick, but the whole person involuntarily took three steps backwards.

What kind of broken bricks are this, how can it be so powerful?!

Again!

Ye Feng's eyes were cold, and he kept a distance of dozens of meters, at this distance, he was invincible.

Swish!

A raging brick blasted out again.

Boom!

Brick debris was splashed everywhere, but Song Changqing took five steps back, and his face was sprinkled with red brick foam, and he was extremely embarrassed.

The power of this flying brick is too terrifying!

His hands had begun to tremble, even if he was a high-level martial artist and would soon be able to break through to the peak martial artist, he couldn't stand the blood flowing in the back of his head and the bricks flying in front of him.

Ye Feng didn't give him a chance to breathe at all.

Whoosh!

Brick by brick!

Song Changqing's eyes straightened.

Ye Feng threw a brick from his left and right hands this time, with a demonic coldness on his face.

This time...... Finished......

Whoosh!

Bang bang bang!

The rise of Ye Fengzhan, frantically throwing out bricks, people saw red lights like a wild dragon pounced on Song Changqing, the scene was spectacular.

This is already a furious upgrade of the Flying Brick Technique, the Brick Sea Technique!

I chop!

I'll cut it again!

Song Changqing struggled to support, but where could he survive in the sea of bricks?

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

A few minutes later, a scream was heard.

Oh!

Song Changqing's long sword came out of his hand, and one of his right arms had been smashed off by the bricks.

"Die!!"

Ye Feng continued to swing bricks.

Bang bang twice.

The two bricks directly smashed Song Changqing's kneecaps and knelt down for the master!!

Boom!!

Another piece, smashing his sternum straight away, each rib piercing into his chest like a sharp sword, causing Song to squirt out a mouthful of old blood.

"Ye Feng!!You kind of kill me!!"

The mad dog was still barking on the ground.

"To kill you, I have to break your stinky mouth that insults Sister Zhiyang first!"

Ye Feng's momentum was like a demon, and he strode in front of the slut with a brick, looking at the disgusting face full of blood, and waved his hand to a straight brick.