Lin Feng watched from afar, and everyone dodged and watched from afar.

Everyone thought it was funny at first, because the strength of the young man was really not half the same as that of the black-robed stall owner. Isn't this kind of battle looking for death? This young man probably lacks a string in his head.

The boy pounced again, and the situation was similar to before, and he was soon kicked again.

The conversation between the two people always revolved around the words "return and roll", and even later they didn't bother to speak, only the spiritual power stirred the air waves, and the sky cracked like a sound.

Gradually, however, everyone became aware of something. This teenager is too beaten, right? As if his skin wouldn't break, every time he was knocked away, he quickly pounced back. No matter what method the black-robed man used, it seemed that he couldn't kill him with a single blow.

It's not that he won't get hurt, in fact, every time he is knocked away, he will have more scars on his body, and later, he will even limp when he walks.

However, this did not weaken the fighting spirit and fighting enthusiasm of the young man, he seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, as if he was never tireless.

Later, no one laughed at him, and everyone turned to look at him with sympathetic eyes, wondering in their hearts what happened between them?

Lin Feng stared, the boy was knocked away for the last time, and his chest suffered a heavy blow. The black-robed man's hands were like eagle claws, and he grabbed the young man's chest fiercely, and the sharp sound of cracking silk came from him, and the sleeveless shirt instantly had ten more blood holes.

"It turns out that he doesn't have any strong protective gear."

"It's going to bleed!"

Everyone was amazed, and what they sighed was not the powerful martial arts of the black-robed man, but the strong and unyielding will of the young man.

In the absence of any equipment bonus, in the case of such a huge gap in strength, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and biasing towards the tigers. Should I call him stubborn, or should I laugh at him for being stupid?

Everyone was thinking, and the black-robed man slowly walked towards the young man who had fallen to the ground and was unable to get up.

Exhausted, the boy struggled as he tried to get up, slamming his hands on the ground.

But the aura on him was like the end of a thunderstorm, and only a pitiful little fire remained, flickering faintly. The sharp pain in his chest involved hundreds of limbs, and his whole body was affected by one shot, and he couldn't get up at all.

"Boy, I told you to get out of the way, it's your own death!" A cold light flashed in the palm of the black-robed man's palm, and an extremely fierce silver-winged war eagle appeared behind his head.

Suddenly, the entire street was filled with a chilling killing intent, and the wind was blowing in all directions, flying sand and rocks.

"Hey, brother, why are you embarrassed about a child, I'll be a peacemaker, let him go!" A strong man with a height of nearly four or five feet walked out of his stall, his tone full of threat.

The strong man is strong, Lin Feng visually measured that he fought to the death, and maybe he could draw with him. He went to that station, the spiritual pressure was mighty, and the momentum was majestic, and he wanted to take care of this idle matter.

"Tianzhou is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and it is a good place for me to improve myself." Lin Feng said secretly, he was wondering, if he stayed here for a while, maybe he would gain a lot.

The black-robed man snorted coldly and tilted his head slightly: "I advise you not to wade into this troubled water!" ”

After speaking, his eyes froze, and a fine light burst out from his body, and a strange mark burst out. The light flickered, and the mark appeared to be a black claw. When the sigil flashed, the whole street was dimmed and cold.

Seeing this mark, everyone was taken aback and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Even the strong man was suddenly speechless.

The black-robed man sneered and refocused his attention on the young man. He raised his palm slightly, pointed at the young man and said, "Last words." ”

"I won't let you go!" The boy spurted blood from his mouth, his white teeth soaked in red blood, and he laughed like crazy.

"Humph! Then you can give it a try! The black-robed man's hands rose and fell, and in the fierce wind, his five fingers tore through the air, and he quickly grabbed the young man's head.

With nowhere to hide, and no power to fight back, the boy let out a mournful roar and waited for the last moment to come.

Everyone thought he was dead, only Lin Feng. He stared at the boy with interest, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a sharp sound came, and many people who sensed something were secretly surprised, and couldn't help but look in the direction of Lin Feng.

But Lin Feng stood there and didn't seem to move. In Ruyun's master, he is not outstanding.

The buzz disappeared, and suddenly reappeared, and it was actually jumping in the void rift.

The black-robed man suddenly stopped moving, his bones were terrified, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

He felt that a huge crisis was approaching, and the worst thing was that he couldn't find the source of the crisis at all.

Swish!

A small sound quickly appeared and disappeared, and this time he finally knew where the crisis was coming from, but unfortunately it was over.

A bush of black light pressed against his throat, and he believed that if he moved himself, his throat would be pierced by the black light.

"Which friend? Check it out! The black robe is humane, and a bead of sweat the size of a bean hangs on the corner of his eyebrows, and it will not fall.

Lin Feng took two steps forward and stared at his back: "Let him go." The voice is calm and calm, but it has enough deterrent power.

Everyone looked at Lin Feng in surprise, another teenager! It's just that this one looks much smarter than the previous one, and the eyes that shine like stars make people dare not look deeply, as if they look at it, they will get lost in it.

"Which way are you?" The black-robed man asked with a pretended composure.

The extreme nervousness and fear made his muscles tense all over his body, and his voice was even hoarse.

Lin Feng said: "It has nothing to do with you. ”

"Then whether I let him go or not has nothing to do with you!" The black-robed man pretended to be tough, and he wanted to save a little face.

"What do you think?" Lin Feng smiled slightly, and the black mang approached his throat again.

The sharp stinging and oppressive sensation made the black-robed man feel that he couldn't breathe well. The beads of sweat at the corners of his eyebrows finally rolled down without a fight.

Beads of sweat kept falling, falling to the ground, splashing and scattering, and disappearing in the mud and dust.

The black-robed man desperately stalemate with Lin Feng for a moment, killing the boy and protecting himself, he chose the latter.

"You go!" Lin Feng said.

The black-robed man gritted his teeth, grabbed his big hand, picked up his things, turned his head and glared at Lin Feng fiercely, turned around and hurriedly galloped towards another street entrance.

To his surprise, no matter how far he went, the black light was always cramping at his throat.

"I won't forget you, boy!" He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. It wasn't until he left the city that he suddenly felt a refreshing sensation in his throat, and his hand carefully touched it, and the thing was gone.

Leaning against a big tree, the black-robed man gasped for breath and sweated profusely.

Because of this farce, the afternoon market ushered in the end of the day faster.

Lin Feng walked up to the young man and stretched out a hand to him.

The young man was extremely stubborn and unwilling to accept his help: "Thank you, but I don't need it." ”

"I think you need to, or I'll take two steps?" Lin Feng said with a smile.

The boy blushed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and clumsily tried to turn over. However, the injury to his chest restricted the movement of all his joints.

Lin Feng observed him with great interest, and he saw that the relationship between the young man's skin and bones seemed to be very bad. It was as if he was carrying a skin that didn't belong to him, and he was wriggling in it.

Lin Feng was almost sure that this was the reason why the young man dared to shake an opponent whose strength was far greater than his own, and it was also the reason why his vitality was so tenacious.

(End of chapter)