(Three more!)

"Fifty-five, and half."

Ling Fei didn't know when he quietly clenched his fists, and silently remembered the number of steps for Xiao Feng in his heart, Xiao Feng had already walked through half of the Dragon Gate Formation, his pace was no longer as steady as at the beginning, and the wounds on his body began to increase more and more, blood was dripping, and there was a lot of staining on the stone steps.

Yu Qingfeng looked at it with a cold face, as if he had hidden a poisonous snake in his heart, he couldn't stop muttering, why is he not dead? Why is he not dead? Xiao Feng walked up step by step, making him grit his teeth with every step, Ling Fei was counting, Yu Qingfeng was also counting, in the second half of the period, Xiao Feng would not have walked so rhythmically, because Yu Qingfeng's henchmen were among the executioners in the second half of the period.

Finally encountered, the elite disciple of the Fighter Hall with an iron-clad short stick in his hand set his eyes on Yu Qingfeng, Yu Qingfeng gave a cold look without hesitation, this elite disciple nodded slowly, and then at the moment when Xiao Feng walked up, a raised hand slammed the iron-clad stick and smashed it on Xiao Feng's right cheek.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", as if it was the sound of bones breaking, but when I looked closely, I found that it was the short stick wrapped in iron that was broken, and under the force, the stick was broken, and Xiao Feng also "fluttered", a mouthful of blood spat out, and the whole person was knocked over, and it rolled down more than ten steps.

"Wind!"

Gong Rumei screamed sadly, her eyes were dark, and she fainted, Zhuge Jing hurriedly helped her, and called the big and small mandarin ducks to come over and put Gong Rumei aside first, Yue Xigong frowned slightly, a little nervous, and he didn't pay attention to pulling off a few of his beards.

Huo Bailie stared at a pair of bull's eyes, the big guys are all lively-eyed characters, everyone can see that this stick is particularly insidious and forceful, it is obviously Yu Qingfeng's black hand, many people looked at it with contempt, Yu Qingfeng seemed to ignore these gazes, and still stared at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng was choked enough by this stick, Ling Fei couldn't help but lower her voice, and gritted her teeth:

"Don't get up!"

"yes, don't get up. ”

Many onlookers muttered quietly in their hearts, Xiao Feng fainted at this time, or fainted, even if they pretended, they were very happy in their hearts, and they were benevolent and righteous, in other words, but unfortunately, Xiao Feng stood up, he had a face that was half out of shape, and the starry eyes under the pair of sword eyebrows still stood up coldly.

The disciple of the Fighter Hall who had discounted the stick looked at Xiao Feng who walked by him in astonishment, and the place where his face was broken was bubbling with blood, and soon, half of Xiao Feng's face turned red.

Taking another step, Xiao Feng's pace was already a little shaky, even these executed Fighter Hall disciples could no longer do it, and those with good hearts stabbed Xiao Feng gently, Yu Qingfeng was angry, he was even angry, he actually stood up again!

Xiao Feng's standing up was undoubtedly an insult to him, Yu Qingfeng gritted his teeth, and looked at his henchmen coldly, even if these henchmen didn't want to kill Xiao Feng, but Yu Qingfeng's cold eyes forced them to have no choice.

Xiao Feng walked to the side of a Yu Qingfeng's henchman again, the same iron-clad short stick, with a muffled "bang", the stick directly exhaled on the other half of Xiao Feng's face, and the shaky Xiao Feng was instantly beaten and turned over, and the blood sprayed from his mouth "poof".

"Why are you so heavy!"

The Fighter Hall disciple beside him asked incomprehensibly, and the Fighter Hall disciple who was holding the iron-clad short stick was speechless, so he had to bow his head deeply, and secretly prayed that his stick could knock Xiao Feng unconscious.

The people at the bottom of the steps were all crowded to the front, Xie Yang had no intention of stopping them, and even he himself looked stupid.

Xiao Feng collapsed to the ground, the heavy armor dragged his legs slowly, but he couldn't straighten his waist, his head was more like he was dead on the steps, and his body was like a prawn, Ling Fei couldn't help it anymore, and couldn't help shouting:

"Xiao Feng, that's enough! Don't get up again!"

"Don't get up again!"

"Dog^ day, your hearts are so ruthless!"

All kinds of voices came out, and the disciples of the Fighter Hall who were executed were all red-faced, and they already had a sense of guilt, because this Dragon Gate Array had never been an outsider, plus Xiao Feng just wanted to see ghosts, so difficult, how could they bear it, Yu Qingfeng's face was blue, and he looked at the two henchmen who had not yet made a move.

The meaning in his eyes was obvious, that is, he wanted to greet Xiao Feng to death.

The two of them were worried in their hearts, on the one hand, under the pressure of Yu Qingfeng, they had to hold the iron-clad short stick in their hands tightly, only to see the stick, the bottom of the twist, some tiny spikes came out, these spikes are very thin, you can't see it if you don't look closely, but when it hits people, it is definitely skin and flesh!

The two of them struggled in their hearts, and at the same time looked forward to it, they didn't want to beat their fellow disciples to death, so no one wanted Xiao Feng to stand up.

But Xiao Feng himself, stiffly^ stood up again.

There was no sound, and the only thing on the steps of the entire Fighter Hall was the sound of the wind.

Xiao Feng half-stood up, his masculine and handsome face was completely out of shape, and the blood on his blue and red cheeks was scabbed, looking terrifying.

"Goro, go down, not for yourself, but for the boss!"

Zhuge Jingqing knew that Xiao Feng's character was strong, and he couldn't persuade him, so he could only carry the palace Rumei out.

Xiao Feng took a deep breath, his head was groggy, his vision was already a little blurred, listening to Zhuge Jing's voice seemed to be far away, but he still turned his head to look, in that blurred vision, he couldn't see Gong Rumei, but he showed a smile.

This smile shocked everyone present.

With a "bang", Xiao Feng unloaded the soul knife he was carrying behind his back, this knife was too heavy, and the heavy Xiao Feng couldn't breathe.

Removed the knife, Xiao Feng simply took off the set of chain mail, "Bang Dang" "Bang Dang" sound, Xiao Feng only had a tattered shirt and a small coat inside his upper body, beating repeatedly, the small clothes were rotten, Xiao Feng walked step by step, step by step, and when he returned to the step he walked to, he was already shirtless.

Xiao Feng seems to have grown taller these days, and his body bones are getting stronger and stronger, and the perfect muscle lines interpret the masculine beauty that a man can embody, but the point is not here, but those dense scars, except for the heartache just left by a blue and purple piece, Xiao Feng's upper body is almost covered with all kinds of scars, even his tattooed right arm and chest.

Tattoos can't cover these wounds.

The eyes of the disciples of the Fighter Hall who were close at hand widened, and some of them couldn't stop inhaling and snorting, because they were so amazed that they forgot to breathe through their noses.

With so many wounds, many of them are still fatal, it is hard to imagine what Xiao Feng has experienced, and it is even more difficult to imagine that he actually survived.

Yu Qingfeng was also shocked, he was flawless all over his body, as a gifted and intelligent spirit, he loved cleanliness very much, he felt that his body should be the cleanest in the world, so when he saw Xiao Feng's scars all over and the terrifying muscle knots, he had a strong disgust in his heart.

Xiao Feng, who had taken off the restraints, seemed to be much lighter^ lighter, and the remaining disciples of the Fighter Hall symbolically knocked him on the back twice, so far, Xiao Feng was the most injured, that is, the two blows on his face, someone went up and wanted to help him pack up the weapons and equipment that Xiao Feng had dropped, and grabbed it, but found that the ordinary long knife was so heavy that it could not be lifted.

The kind-hearted Fighter Hall disciple was stunned and looked at Xiao Feng with an incredulous gaze.

Xiao Feng strutted forward, although there were many places on his body bleeding, although he was unrecognizable, but under the sun, this blood-stained man was like a god, Yu Qingfeng coldly forced his two henchmen with his eyes, the two gritted their teeth, and helplessly smashed the iron-clad short stick that twisted the mechanism into Xiao Feng's body.

"Puff" twice.

This is the sound of sharp weapons entering the flesh, with the pulling, Xiao Feng's back and waist two pieces of meat were pulled up, and the bright pieces of flesh pulled the blood vessels and muscles and bones, and in an instant, Xiao Feng's waist ^ abdomen was stained red with blood.

"You're fucking! It's not a thing!

Huo Bailie couldn't hold back any longer, with an angry shout, he smashed a stone pier standing on the side directly, the stone pier weighed nearly 100 catties, and the stone blocks smashed by the steps flew wildly, and the seven or eight steps were destroyed, and the two disciples of the Fighter Hall who used a hidden weapon to slander Xiao Feng looked at the murder weapon in their hands in a daze, but when they wanted to take a look at Xiao Feng, they found that Xiao Feng had already gone up.

One step at a time, no one will do it again, even if Yu Qingfeng will stare out his eyes, no one will do it like Xiao Feng again.

Xiao Feng was like this, with two terrifying and abnormal wounds, his pants were completely soaked with blood, and then he squinted his eyes and stood in front of Yu Qingfeng with his head held high.

Yu Qingfeng was not much shorter than Xiao Feng, but he seemed to have to look up to see Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng grinned, and said mockingly in his tone:

"I'm here, where's the ghost?"

Yu Qingfeng was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly said sharply:

"I'm also a member of the Dragon Gate Array, you can only count if you pass my level!"

Although it was far away, Yu Qingfeng's hoarse words still spread below, and the angry Huo Bailie slammed into the steps, and the people here were originally touched by Xiao Feng's fierceness.

Huo Bailie stared at the eyes as big as a bull's eye, and pointed at Yu Qingfeng and said:

"I've seen shameless, I've never seen you so shameless, Yu Qingfeng, if you dare to touch him, I'll tear you up immediately!"

Yu Qingfeng's body was shocked, and he said angrily:

"What are you going to do? Do you want to break into my Fighter Hall too?"

Huo Bailie sneered, grabbed a Fighter Hall disciple in front of him, and said sharply:

"Yu Qingfeng, you have done such a sin, does your hall master know?"

Yu Qingfeng gritted his teeth, he seemed to hear Xiao Feng laughing at himself, and when he looked up, Xiao Feng's swollen eyes seemed to despise him, Yu Qingfeng was furious, he took out a dagger from his arms and slammed it towards Xiao Feng's chest.

Huo Bailie was in a hurry, and smashed the Fighter Hall disciple who was holding ^ over, and was about to rush up, but Yu Qingfeng was standing in front of Xiao Feng, unless he could change his form, no one would be able to save Xiao Feng, and for a while, everyone's eyes were split, as if they were frozen.