Tong Wuji and Zhao Yimian, the injuries on their faces are no longer visible, but they are still limping, looking at the examination room, you look at me, I look at you.

"No. 8 waste, what a fucking bastard!" Zhao Yimian said.

"Those bastards, too!" Tong Wuji looked at the human column, then at Fengxi's angry appearance, and said: "A group of little bastards, some of them are happy now." ”

"What, Wuji, you don't plan to care?" Zhao Yimian exclaimed.

"Why should Lao Tzu care, bastard see bastard, tears in his eyes. What a wonderful play, I just lost it. Besides, Lao Tzu is like this, can he take care of it?" Tong Wuji said helplessly.

"Haha! yes, if those little bastards see their examiner......"

"Old bastard Zhao, you're embarrassed to laugh. If it weren't for the sake of saving you, wouldn't I have hit the muzzle of the gun, you don't know, I ......"

"I'm a bastard, I'm not right, I'll make a hot spring at night, and you will come and soak in it. ”

"Really?"

"Fake. ”

......

"Have you made up your mind that you won't let me pass if you die?" Fengxi asked very flatly.

"Big Waste Eight, you're right! We're going to die and we're not going to let you pass. Unless you die, you'll have to continue to be your Big Eight!"

"You want me to die, and you won't change your mind, are you sure?" Feng Xi's voice became more flat.

If Sun Tianba and Ji Liang were here, they would definitely run faster than rabbits at this moment, even if they couldn't run, they would need a bunch of Yuan Li Fu blessings, pills to prepare, and find an opportunity to run away at any time.

Fengxi's words are too familiar to them, and their faces have become like that because they don't believe in this sentence.

These geniuses in the human column, how do they know what this sentence represents. I just think Fengxi is stupid, Lao Tzu answered, you still ask.

But the next moment, they knew that they were wrong, and Feng Xi was not asking a word of nonsense, but giving a signal.

Fengxi put on his only weapon, the dark red one. The moment he put on his gloves, his eyes turned dark red like the gloves, and his left fist smashed into a teenager in the human pen.

The young man didn't care at all, a big waste with no yuan power and no physique, a black and red light rose in his hand, like chasing flies, and slapped towards Fengxi, "No. 8 big waste, do you want to tickle Lao Tzu? Not to mention, I haven't taken a bath for four or five days, and it's really a little itchy." ”

The black and red light collided with the gloves, making a clicking sound, as if it was about to shatter, but it didn't break after all. But the young man screamed miserably and flew out for more than a foot.

Fengxi's body just shook, and he chased after him, and smashed his right fist into the young man's head, the young man's footsteps were unsteady, and as soon as the black light appeared, he was on the fist glove, and it was scattered with a touch.

The fist glove smashed firmly on the young man's white palm, and with the sound of bones breaking and screams, the young man flew three feet.

Fengxi hurried to catch up, and his fists came out together, one on his head and the other on his waist.

The others in the human column wanted to rescue, but they were blocked from moving forward, and this time they opened a distance of four feet, where they could, they could only scold: "No. 8 big waste, you shameless sneak attack, what kind of ability." If you have the ability, you let go of Qin Qi and call the war in a dignified manner!"

"That is, waste is always waste, and if you finally get up for a while, you only dare to sneak around. If you have the ability, you let go of Qin Qi and come to fight Lao Tzu!"

Feng Xi was not provoked by others at all, and his fists attacked Qin Qi more fiercely and fiercely.

Qin Qi was also able to do it, he was in the air, his left hand slapped back, and his right hand blocked the fist that hit his head.

Click!

"Ahh......h Gollum ......"

Qin Qi's right hand was hit hard again, fractured, and the person was directly smashed into the flowing ground, and the screams were also drowned.

Others were blocked here, but Fengxi was like a fish in water, from his shot to the heavy blow to Qin Qi, there was only a short flick of his fingers, but the effect was shocking.

Those who shared hatred for Qin Qi all shut up, because Qin Qi was the loudest voice in squeezing Feng Xi, and Feng Xi naturally started with him first.

At the same time that Qin Qi was rushed to the human fence, Feng Xi shot at the human fence again, "The person who calls himself Lao Tzu, I hate it the most, I want to slap my face." ”

Feng Xi ignored Qin Qi, but rushed towards the black thin boy who was clamoring to beat Lao Tzu.

"Slap in the face, Lao Tzu will be slapped in the face by your big waste, it's a joke! You hate Lao Tzu for calling himself Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu just calls himself Lao Tzu every sentence, what can you do with Lao Tzu?"

The black thin young man, holding a crooked short knife in his hand, drew a black and white light in his left hand to attack Fengxi's eyes, and the short knife in his right hand slashed at Fengxi's legs.

This black and white light is really powerful, and the piercing Fengxi can't open his eyes, so he has to retreat and dodge to the left, smashing a punch in front of his eyes, and then his left leg hurts.

The black and white light was dispersed by Feng Xi's punch, and Feng Xi's left leg was also swept back by the young man's short knife.

"No. 8 big waste, how is Lao Tzu's knife technique, if you want to hit Lao Tzu in the face, you can go back and practice!" The young man said that the black and white light rose again, but the short knife was slashed towards the empty space on the right side of Fengxi, "There is no vitality of the big waste, Lao Tzu will not believe it, you can't see it, and you can not fall into Lao Tzu's trap." ”

"I never talk nonsense, I slap my face when I say it's a slap in the face. ”

Feng Xi didn't retreat to the right as expected by the boy, and didn't pay attention to the black and white light, he passed through directly, with both fists out, one punch crossed the short knife, and one punch went straight in, attacking the young man's face, which was more clear than he could see when he opened his eyes.

"The big waste of the evil sect, Lao Tzu's black and white Xuanguang, no one has ever broken it. Tell Lao Tzu, how did you break it?"

The young man's short knife pulled back and swept out, and the black and white Xuanguang rose up again, sandwiching Fengxi one after the other.

Feng Xi didn't speak this time, and shook to the left through the black and white Xuanguang, his right fist blocked the short knife, and his left fist hit the right side of the young man's face.

"Big waste No. 8, Lao Tzu wants to kill you, and no one has ever dared to slap Lao Tzu in the face. ”

In the sound of the exchange of gold and stone, the young man screamed and flew out more than three feet, Fengxi followed like a shadow, his left fist wrapped around the short knife, and his right fist hit the right side of the boy's face.

"If you hit the left cheek, you should come to your senses and obediently put the right cheek up. ”

The young man successively emitted four black and white lights, except for the first one that was scattered by Fengxi, the back three followed, sealing three sides, and his own knife slashed to the side that was not sealed, but the knife missed.

Now, Fengxi has returned to the human column, his black and white Xuanguang blocked Fengxi's front, back, and left retreats, and at the same time sealed his companions who wanted to be rescued, and he was slapped in the face by Fengxi all the way, which can be described as a cocoon.

"Lord Eight, please don't slap me in the face, I won't have face if I hit me again. The young man was overturned by Fengxi, and his face was beaten more than a dozen times, and he began to beg for mercy.

"Remember, dare me hear you call yourself ......"

Fengxi gave him another slap in the face before he stopped and walked over to the others.

"Old ...... I'm begging for mercy, and you're still fighting, it's too unsophisticated. After Fengxi left, the young man muttered.

There are a total of seven people in this row, two of which are played by Fengxi, and there are five more.

Looking at Fengxi who was walking towards the human fence, the only little girl among them, cried: "Brother No. 8, don't slap Ling'er in the face, Ling'er is not voluntary, they forced Ling'er, if Ling'er doesn't do that, they say they want that Ling'er ......"

"Little stink*, dare to betray us! Lao Tzu will kill you!"

This is a young man in the Black Tower, who is the mastermind of this row of people, seeing that the slap of the fan is about to fall on him, the little girl runs back while crying.

I have to say that this little girl is very smart, and she also follows the direction of Fengxi, which is her only way out.

"Brother Eight, save me!"

The young man of the Black Tower said angrily: "Little smelly*, I saw Lao Tzu's majesty before, and took the initiative to ask for protection. Now looking at the No. 8 big waste, you will betray Lao Tzu. Sure enough, it's a piece of material, and it hasn't grown up yet, so it's self-taught. ”

Feng Xi ignored the little girl and smashed directly at the black tower boy.

"Brothers, what are you doing, copying the guy and Lao Tzu together, and killing the No. 8 big waste and this little stinky * together. ”

The young man in the black tower held a big stick in his hand, and the other three were all short guns, surrounding Fengxi and the little girl on all sides.

"Brother No. 8, my name is Bai Yuling, and I was really coerced by them. The three with short guns are the three brothers, and they must be careful when they meet the art of attacking. This big villain Yang Xi is a refining body, very powerful! Ling'er can only entangle one Wang family brother, Brother No. 8, you'd better break a gun first, otherwise we will really die. ”

Bai Yuling saw that Feng Xi ignored her, and did not stop herself from hiding behind him, and whispered with her back against Feng Xi.

In fact, there is no need for Bai Yuling to say, Feng Xi also knows that as long as the team he meets uses the same weapon, they will all know a little bit of combined attack skills.

"Bai Yuling, it sounds a little familiar, who mentioned it?" Feng Xi thought to himself, and asked in a low voice, "Which one is the weakest?"

"Across from me. ”

"Squat!"

Fengxi originally thought that Bai Yuling would definitely ask, but knowing that she squatted down directly. This character is indeed a little familiar, but he didn't think much of it, and smashed his fists into the weakest short gun.

This little stinky * really betrayed us, the second and third rushed to the aid of the fourth, entangled the No. 8 big waste, and Lao Tzu cleaned up the traitor first. As soon as Yang Xi saw Fengxi's movements, he understood and immediately reminded him.

The short guns on the left and right sides attacked Fengxi from both sides, cutting off its back road, Fengxi's fist was a little on the short gun, his right leg was spinning, and his knee hit Bai Yuling, sending her to the weakest short gun, and he shrank back and hit the left short gun.

Between the lightning and flint, the situation changed, Yangxi's big stick smashed into the previous position of Bai Yuling, the short gun in the right hand did not sweep the wind stream, but swept against Bai Yuling's scalp, Bai Yuling screamed, and a blood-colored dagger with an inch long in his hand stabbed the weakest short spear owner in an awkward position at the root of the thigh, the man covered his hands and wailed loudly.

And Feng Xi hit the barrel of the gun together, hit the chest of the person on the left, the man fell backwards by surprise, Feng Xi followed up and smashed a fist on the short gun, and the man spurted blood and flew out.

"Brother Eight, be careful!"