"Bang!"

The cyan short stick in Lin Xiaofei's hand slapped the little man's body, and the little man slammed into the pool with a muffled snort. Moreover, Lin Xiaofei's blow almost exerted all his strength, and the little man's body fell backwards in his sleep, turning out several feet away before stopping.

"Senior brother!"

The sturdy young man in the battle on the other side exclaimed. He Shangfeng seized the opportunity and stabbed out with the saber in his hand, although his saber had been interrupted by Lin Xiaofei before, but the remaining half of the sword hilt could still be used as a weapon.

Although the sturdy young man was distracted because he was worried about the little man, he was still very cautious, and when He Shangfeng stabbed with a broken sword, he still turned his body sideways. But it's still half a beat slower. The dagger sliced through his shirt, leaving a trail of blood on his waist.

However, as soon as he was out of He Shangfeng's attack range, how could Luo Ling, who was always prepared, give up this kind of good opportunity, she finally let go of the feather arrow that had already been pinched in her hand, and the feather arrow flew out from the bowstring, like a blue lightning, and it had crossed a distance of several zhang in an instant.

The stout young man could no longer dodge the feathered arrows that came in an instant, so he could only forcibly twist his body on the spot to avoid the vital parts of his body. Eventually, however, the arrow pierced through one of his arms, leaving a hole-shaped wound on his arm.

He Shangfeng followed closely again and launched attacks in succession. The sturdy young man who had lost one arm was obviously much slower, but the offensive was still fierce, and He Shangfeng still used a swimming skillful attack. Although he failed to inflict fatal injuries on the sturdy young man, he also made him hang the lottery in many places.

After a few rounds of attack and defense, Luo Ling found an opportunity again, and the feather arrow in his hand shot out, and the feather arrow swept a light blue light trace, like a lightning light flying through one of the small legs of a strong young man.

The stout young man stumbled, took a few steps backwards, and fell into the pool. He Shangfeng flew up, turned the sword in his hand, lowered his body, bullied him, and stabbed straight at the strong young man.

Not far away, the little man who fell in the pool suddenly flew out, his body was low and bent, like a cheetah, he flew over, his fists were like hooks, and he attacked He Shangfeng.

He Shangfeng couldn't help but be surprised, and he couldn't help but slow down when he attacked the sturdy young man. Then he hurriedly retreated, but the little man's movements were as fast as the wind, and he was already close in an instant.

In the distance, Lin Xiaofei couldn't help but be surprised, he had fought with He Shangfeng, and He Shangfeng was not as good as a small man in terms of speed and strength. But at this time, it was too late to rescue. Lin Xiaofei's heart tightened, and then he gathered all the strength of his body and his right arm, and threw out the short stick in his hand.

After a few weeks of spinning, the short stick was like a sharp arrow, cutting through the air, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and stabbing straight at the little man who was about to approach He Shangfeng. At the same time, Lin Xiaofei himself followed suit.

The little man had seen the power of this short stick, and he didn't want to use his back to resist it. He forcibly stopped his body, and twisted a corner, his body suddenly reversed, his arms bent together, and the rungs came out.

"Bang!"

Although the short stick attacked out of his hand, Lin Xiaofei used all his strength for this blow, and the attack power was no less than the attack of the Quenching Sevenfold Mirror. The little man's face changed, revealing surprise, and his body swung back, and he fell out of the air, while the short stick flew back upside down.

The sturdy young man who had already been injured in one leg and one hand jumped up and attacked towards He Shangfeng.

The series of movements of several people was almost as fast as possible, and Luo Ling, who was pulling the bow in the distance, was so shocked that she forgot to shoot an arrow. He Shangfeng was slightly stunned, but then reacted quickly. Although the sturdy young man had been injured, He Shangfeng still didn't dare to touch him.

However, at this time, the sturdy young man seemed to be crazy, his eyes widened, and he grinned, ignoring the injury on his left leg, his legs glared at the pool, and the whole person was like a hungry wolf, rushing towards He Shangfeng.

Perhaps because of his madness, the sturdy young man seemed to launch a final attack, and the power that burst out in an instant made He Shangfeng, who was originally more agile than him, unable to dodge.

Lin Xiaofei, who was coming from this side, reached out and grabbed the short stick, flipped his wrist, and held the short stick with his backhand, and at the same time rushed forward with the speed of his body, rushing towards the strong young man.

The sturdy young man didn't pay attention to the surroundings at all, and rushed desperately towards He Shangfeng. Grinning, like a beast of prey. But just when he was about to come into contact with He Shangfeng, Lin Xiaofei also arrived.

Lin Xiaofei, who was in the air, lifted his body up again, bent his knees, and slammed his knees on the chest of the sturdy young man.

The stout young man snorted, his body fell backwards, and flew out upside down.

Lin Xiaofei's body followed closely, facing the sturdy young man, and at the same time, the short stick in his hand tightened, stabbing down the sturdy young man's neck.

The short stick was like a stabbing tofu, easily piercing the neck of the sturdy young man.

"Bang!"

The stout young man smashed into the pool, his eyes widened, his mouth breathed out quickly, but he no longer breathed, his mouth let out a cry of pain, and his voice quickly hoarseled until he was silent.

At the same time, the body of the sturdy young man quickly dried up in the water. Lin Xiaofei felt a violent and chaotic Yuan Force pouring into his body from the short rod.

After Yuan Li entered his body, he was like a wild horse that had escaped from the leash, rushing around irregularly and frantically, destroying Lin Xiaofei's internal organs.

At this moment, the gray blood in Lin Xiaofei's body automatically accelerated and surged, like a large net suddenly opened, besieging this Yuan Force, and quickly closing the net, devouring it completely.

Lin Xiaofei's body was agitated, and his physical strength recovered instantly, but he still quickly pulled out the short rod from the neck of the sturdy young man.

After taking a few breaths hard, Lin Xiaofei glanced at He Shangfeng and Luo Ling behind him. He Shangfeng only suffered some minor injuries during the battle with the sturdy young man, and he was fine. Luo Ling is even more unharmed.

He Shangfeng stopped his retreating figure, stared at the sturdy young man who had fallen into the water in a daze, and swallowed and spat fiercely. Luo Ling also looked at this side in dismay.

Lin Xiaofei turned around and looked at the little man who had retreated into the distance, his face remained cold, and the corners of his mouth were even more sneered.

The little man's face was cold, his face was gloomy, and his small eyes exuded a cold and vicious look like the eyes of a poisonous snake, staring at Lin Xiaofei tightly.

Lin Xiaofei sneered and faded, his eyes revealing the glow of a blazing battle**: "What's the matter, now do we have the ability to get your demon crystal?"

With a cold face, the little man glanced at the corpse of the sturdy young man in the pool, and said, "Our demon crystals are all in the pocket of the senior brother. ”

Lin Xiaofei glanced at the corpse of the sturdy young man, and had indeed seen him put the demon crystal of the white-veined horse into his pocket before.

Lin Xiaofei glanced at He Shangfeng, He Shangfeng realized, hurriedly stepped forward and leaned down, and searched the sturdy young man. Sure enough, I found a cloth bag containing four or five third-level demon crystals.

"Lin Xiaofei of the Ascending Heaven Sect, I remember you!" the little man said coldly. Then he suddenly turned around, took a few leaps, ran out of the hollow of the pool, and got into the grass, and after the deep grass swung on either side a few times, it calmed down.

"Hey, is this just letting him go?" Luo Ling also walked over.

He Shangfeng hurriedly shouted softly: "Senior sister, Senior Brother Lin is also injured. As he spoke, he looked at the wounds on Lin Xiaofei's body.

The broken sword left by the little man had already been pulled out and thrown away by Lin Xiaofei, and the wound had completely healed. Just like being attacked by He Shangfeng's trap before, he only made a hole in his clothes.

The body is intact.