"Wu Qingfeng, come out and fight alone!" Kou Ning roared angrily, once again liberating his martial soul, the White Wolf King.

As the saying goes, people who pinch mud still have three points of earthiness, not to mention Kou Ning!

Don't look at him, he is usually not very bold, but if he really wants to start a fire, he can be regarded as half a desperate Saburo.

"You want to find death, and the master will fulfill you!"

Wu Qingfeng sneered, his palms suddenly clasped together, and then pulled out a wrist-thick wooden stick from the separated palms, and rushed towards Kou Ning.

"Phantom Stick Strike!" Wu Qingfeng shouted, taking the lead in making a move, and the long stick in his hand was like a spear, quickly stabbing towards Kou Ning.

Although he only stabbed once, dozens of stick shadows appeared at the same time, and Kou Ning, whose soul power was only the second stage and fifth grade, couldn't catch his move at all, and was instantly beaten out by those dozens of stick shadows, but fortunately he was caught by his companion in time.

However, there were a lot of round bruises on his face and body, especially the stick on the bridge of his nose, which made both of his nostrils bleed.

"Spicy chicken!" Wu Qingfeng smirked, "I can't even catch a single move, and you dare to talk to me over there?"

"Come again!" Kou Ning wiped the nosebleed from his face and rushed forward again.

"No matter how many times I come, the result is the same!" Wu Qingfeng made another phantom stick attack, hitting Kou Ning solidly, directly scattering the virtual image of the White Wolf King behind him, forcing his martial soul to forcibly disarm.

"I'll send you on your way!" Wu Qingfeng took advantage of the victory to pursue, planning to directly cripple Kou Ning, because without the protection of the martial spirit, the strength of the physical body is limited, if Kou Ning receives the attack with the physical body, it is estimated that it will not be as simple as lying in bed for ten days and half a month to recover......

Seeing that Wu Qingfeng was menacing, Kou Ning knew that the situation was critical, but he had no other way but to blame himself for his weak soul power, and closed his eyes in resignation.

"Bang!"

Just when Kou Ning thought that he was wasted, a muffled sound suddenly sounded in front of him, and the imaginary scene of being disabled did not appear, and he didn't feel any special pain in any part of his body, could it be that the goods were crooked?

Kou Ning opened his eyes suspiciously, and saw that in front of him, there was an extra tombstone-sized shield made of yellow sand.

Although there are some cracks on the surface of this shield, it is still far from shattering.

"Bang. ”

This muffled sound sounded almost at the same time as the previous one.

Wu Qingfeng, who was originally domineering, was turned around by a figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and kicked him out directly.

Before he even had time to let out a scream, he fell heavily to the ground, and his body was dragged on the ground for more than ten meters before he could vomit.

"Well, you're not dead, are you?"

The sand shield in front of him slowly dissipated, and Kou Ning saw a familiar face, who else could it be if it wasn't Li Xiuyan, and he was so excited that he burst into tears, "You can be regarded as a ...... here."

Li Xiuyan stuffed the half-gnawed pig's feet into Kou Ning's mouth, "I'm hungry, let's eat something first." ”

He didn't want to get his clothes dirty with the nosebleed on Korning's face.

Then he turned to look at Wu Yifan and the others opposite, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Wu Yifan glanced sideways at Wu Qingfeng, who had not been able to stand up until now, and was shocked in his heart: What is the origin of this kid, he can actually knock Wu Qingfeng away with one move, and looking at this posture, it is obvious that he has not used all his strength......

Seeing that no one answered, Li Xiuyan took a few steps forward and came to Wu Yifan, "You are the one who wants to be the boss in the West Courtyard?"

Wu Yifan didn't answer immediately, but relied on the aura on Li Xiuyan's body to judge what level his soul power cultivation was.

Li Xiuyan's senses were extremely keen, and he immediately sensed that Wu Yifan was probing himself, and said with a smile: "Don't bother with that, my soul power cultivation is a third-stage and fourth-grade, and I am only one step away from being able to upgrade to another grade." ”

Wu Yifan naturally didn't believe Li Xiuyan's words, and he still didn't say anything, until he personally found out that Li Xiuyan's soul power cultivation was really as he said, and a sneering smile appeared on his face, "In this way, you are the spiritual pillar of the fat man?"

Li Xiuyan was taken aback, "What? I am his spiritual pillar?"

Wu Yifan smiled coldly, "The reason why he didn't give up was that he was waiting for your arrival, he seemed to think that you could turn the tide, this is not a spiritual pillar, what is it?"

Li Xiuyan shrugged his shoulders, "You said yes, that's it." ”

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Wu Qingfeng finally got up from the ground at this time, the force of the kick just now almost knocked him unconscious, and at this time, he was already angry in his heart, holding a long stick, and rushed straight to Li Xiuyan.

Wu Yifan took a few steps back with the two beauties beside him, obviously making way for Wu Qingfeng.

Li Xiuyan didn't want to settle the matter through conversation, after all, Kou Ning was beaten like a pig's head, and he couldn't just say a few words, he had to make the beater pay more than ten times the price, otherwise Li Xiuyan, the leader of the dawn, would really be in vain......

Slowly stretched out his left hand, only to see Li Xiuyan's feet, on the originally clean and tidy masonry ground, a cloud of yellow sand suddenly appeared, with Li Xiuyan's wrist swinging, the yellow sand walked close to the ground, and in a blink of an eye, he came to the foot of Wu Qingfeng, who was rushing towards Li Xiuyan.

"Watch your step!" Wu Yifan was a bystander, and immediately reminded him.

But Wu Qingfeng seemed to be carried away by anger, and he didn't notice the yellow sand under his feet, and when he heard Wu Yifan's reminder, it was too late.

"Sandstorm Bound!"

Li Xiuyan snorted softly, and his arm suddenly made a bottom-up grasping motion.

Almost at the same moment, the yellow sand at Wu Qingfeng's feet suddenly formed a whirlpool that rose upwards, and it quickly wound up along his feet.

As Li Xiuyan's five fingers clenched, the yellow sand wrapped around Wu Qingfeng's legs suddenly tightened, like a strong and powerful hand, firmly fixing him in place.

Wu Qingfeng tried to urge the soul power in his body to break free, but the soul power could not gush out of his body, as if all the pores on his legs were blocked.

"Carving insect skills, think you can trap me like this?" Wu Qingfeng raised the long stick in his hand and threw it into his legs, trying to smash the yellow sand that wrapped his legs down.

But the moment he dropped the stick, the yellow sand that wrapped his legs suddenly scattered, and the result was ...... Wu Qingfeng picked up the stick and smashed his leg, smashing it so loudly that Li Xiuyan even heard the sound of bones cracking.

"Brother, what a feud?" Li Xiuyan asked Wu Qingfeng with a smile.

Wu Qingfeng was so painful that the muscles on his face bulged, how could he have thought that the other party was originally a trick to trap him, but when he made a move to crack it, it was suddenly lifted, and he had never encountered such a thing since he was a child!

"You bastard, if you don't beat you to your knees and call you today, the master will have your surname!"

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