The heavy double whips were like two wooden sticks in Saimaitiye Khan's hands, which were easily spun and flown around, but from time to time they made a clanging sound.

At the moment when the two whips collided and reversed direction, Semaitiya Khan leaped into the air.

"Heavenly sorrow, dodge. ”

An anxious shout.

In the black shadow uproar, Luo was as light as a swallow and swept by.

Semaitiye Khan swung in a semicircle with a pair of iron whips, and smashed them resentfully and heavily on Luo Fengfeng's blocking arm.

Wow.

With a hard blow, the two lashes landed on the arms and wrists.

Haitian was stunned, and retreated from under Luo Jingfeng's outstretched arm, holding the originally planned mandarin duck hairpin in his hand, but it was not issued.

When he looked back, he couldn't help but stand on end. If it weren't for Luo's frightening and flying cover, the place where the whips fell was exactly where his head was.

After Luo Jingfeng blocked the double whip from being hit, the moment he landed and stood still, he shook the beaten arm fiercely. He frowned, his lips furrowed.

Shhhh

"You are so faint! Why does it hurt so much? ”

He let out a low roar, but his eyes were closed, and the sharp pain made his expression glow purple.

"Boss, take a look, are you hurt?"

Hai Tianchou walked like a fly, and stood beside Luo Jingfeng, but hurriedly grabbed his shaking arm. Raised it to take a closer look, and rolled up its long sleeves again.

"Don't look at it, it's okay, it's just too painful, it hurts to my heart. ”

Luo Jingfeng broke free from the arm that was grabbed by Hai Tianchou and shook it again.

"Tianmei is fine, don't underestimate Mingyue, this ghost girl is very powerful. ”

He was already smiling, and glanced back at the place where Yue Mingyue was sitting. Although, at this time, Chu Tianmei was still lying still, he understood that it was the moment when he was recovering his true qi smoothly, and it was also the reaction of the regeneration of his strength.

"That's good, we can do it freely. ”

Hai Tianchou also smiled.

When he glanced at Yue Mingyue, he quickly twisted his neck and stared at Semaitiye Khan who was smirking and waiting.

"This cowardly whip is powerful enough, I was going to hit it with a hairpin, but I didn't expect him to be faster. ”

Luo Jingfeng nodded, and also followed Hai Tian's sorrowful gaze, staring at Saimaitiye Khan.

"He has practiced the hard skills of stainless steel, and ordinary blows can't hurt him, and it's useless to him. In addition, the pair of iron whips in his hand, I feel that I will not be able to clean it up for a while. So, I thought about it for a while, and I cleaned up the others first, and this one was left for the last time to repair him!"

His mouth did not stop talking, but his eyes remained fixed on Semaitiya Khan.

"And what do you mean?"

Hai Tianchou lowered his voice and whispered to the point that only he could hear it.

Although Luo Jingfeng did not hear the specific question, he still explained it based on his feelings.

"You pester him, don't come to the real thing, I'll help Aunt Qing. ”

He also spoke in a very low and deep voice, and when he finished speaking, he slowly turned his head to look.

Qingyuyan was entangled by the Tusun Erjiang River, which appeared from time to time, and it was already very exhausting and difficult to deal with. When he saw this scene, Luo Jingfeng suddenly remembered the mandarin duck hairpin that Haitian was sorrowful.

Ay!

"Heavenly sorrow, let's still be like this!"

Luo was frightened, and Haitian turned around.

"Are you two waiting for death when you two fall to the ground, or are you discussing a solution, my patience is also limited. ”

While Saimaitiya Khan said loudly.

Wow, wow.

A step forward.

Luo Jingfeng turned his face impatiently, raised his eyebrows, and shouted fiercely.

"Won't you be able to wait a while! Are you really in a hurry to be reincarnated?"

When he finished speaking aloud, he gave him a fierce blank look. But he turned his head unhurriedly, and continued to point to the green rain smoke on the street, which only had the power to dodge and parry.

"That guy with a thick ground is the same as the old man, he can escape the armor, I'll give you a trick. ”

He reached out and grabbed Haitian's sorrowful head, put his mouth on it, and whispered for a while. As soon as he let go of his arm, there was a confident expression on his face.

Haitian nodded again and again, and he was also excited.

"Go ahead!"

"Okay, just watch me send him on his way!"

The voice fell.

When the big red brocade robe fluttered, the sea and sky jumped through the sky and drifted towards the direction of the green rain and smoke.

When Luo was frightened and saw Hai Tianchou leave, he turned around slowly. First tilted his head to look at the painting style that was in full swing, and then glanced at the fierce battle between the long-bearded old man and the white scholar, and then slowly stared at Saimaitiye Khan.

"You know, I'm here to let you live a few more hours, so that you can feel the warmth of the sun more. ”

The moment he finished with sarcasm.

He waved his arms and threw himself forward, but changed direction again.

Syllable.

There was a clear sound.

When Luo jumped in a hurry, he slapped his weak palm on the head of Saimaitiye Khan. As he had crossed a long distance, he fell to the ground and stood still.

Although such a painless slap did not hurt Semaitiye Khan in the slightest. However, it invisibly exacerbated his sense of humiliation, and his anger soared.

Yo, oh!

"You are a dead man, you dare to slap my head!"

Shouting in anger, Saimaitiya Khan shook his arms and shook his whips sharply, and chased after Luo Jingfeng. The tall body, in the hurry, looked bulky but towering.

"Your Dongdong can only be regarded as a head, and it is not good, so can it be said to be a head! Isn't that a humiliating appearance?"

Luo Jingfeng said as he quickly retreated.

He had a new plan, wanting to lead Semaitiya Khan into the range of the fierce battle between the bearded old man and the white scholar, so that he could have a chance to help.

Although the long-bearded old man is not as difficult as Qing Yuyan, he is also a continuous parrying move, but he does not have the ability to fight back aggressively.

Saimaitiye Khan glared angrily, although he was already running with all his might, but he had no choice but to stretch out his arms and swing it, and the iron whip just couldn't reach and smashed on Luo Jingfeng's head. Not to mention the head, it's so hard to even pound it on the chest, so difficult that it can't be overcome.

Luo Feng tightened and slowed down, and glanced back in the direction of the white scholar.

Suddenly.

It was too late to say that it was fast, just at the moment when Semaitiya Khan jumped up.

Luo flipped after the wind and slid on his back, and floated down from Semaitiya Khan when he fell to the ground. The moment he landed and stood firmly, he waved his arm.

Syllable.

A full slap of the punch.

As the white scholar staggered, he crashed into Saimaitiye Khan, who was standing in a hurry.

"Look at the two of you, just this ability, and you are ashamed to say that you are the number one who is a fierce general, and I think you are a few garbage gangsters. ”

Luo took a big stride and stood on the left side of the long-bearded old man, and his right arm stretched out and bent, easily but funny hooked on the neck of the long-bearded old man. The smile turned, and the corners of the mouth twitched.

"Report to the uncle, Tianmei is fine. ”

Ha ha!

"That's good, as long as it's okay, we'll be relieved. ”

The long-bearded old man finally breathed a sigh of relief, he was entangled by the white scholar just now, and he was almost out of breath.

"Still, I think someone must have something, and it's a big deal. ”

Luo Jingfeng stared at the white scholar with contempt.

The white scholar held a huge pen and swirled it through his four fingers, with a good-looking smile on his face.

"Don't worry, I'll let you rest for a while, anyway, I can't clean you up today, and tomorrow, tomorrow won't work, then we can have a cross-year old and new account together." ”

Luo Jingfeng's smile was even brighter.

He waved his arms, very sincerely stopping the white scholar from moving.

"I think you're a scoundrel, bastard. ”

After an angry scolding, the white scholar put away the spinning pen.

"Scoundrel, bastard, you can say anything, it's a big deal that when I let you die, I'll let you correct it in a little more time. ”

Bah!

"Hopeless bastard. ”

The white scholar was almost frightened by Luo to the point of madness.

"Bah, why don't you say I'm a bastard and a bastard?"

Luo Jingfeng withdrew his arm from the shoulders of the long-bearded old man, took a small step forward, and stood still with his feet apart. The hem of the black velvet cloak was thrown behind his arms, as if he had listened to the words.

Crash.

With a thud, it fluttered backwards and unfolded.

He tugged at his cloak with his hands crossed, his calm expression hitting his angular face.

"What the hell do you bastard want to do?"

"You useless thing, do you even want me to teach you scolding?"

"I'll leave you dead without a place to be buried. ”

"I'll wait for you to die a uglier than I am. ”

"Bastards and bastards. ”

Wow, wow!

The scholar of Baijing was so angry that he shouted, although the huge pen in his hand was raised high. However, because of the violent spasms of the five organs, when he shook in mid-air, he was already trembling slightly. He glared angrily, his lips trembling and he couldn't say a word.

Hi haha!

Smile silly.

Luo Jingfeng glanced back at the long-bearded old man's strength and began to smile brightly. A hand rested on his shoulder again, and he did not speak, nor did he move.

"Shocking wind, you see he's starting to go berserk, aren't you ready to deal with it?"

The long-bearded old man was stared at by Luo Jingfeng, and he was a little embarrassed.

"You don't need to prepare anything, let's just wait and see the excitement!"

When Luo Jingfeng leaned on the long-bearded old man, one leg was bent. He turned his face and looked at the white scholar's angry and deformed face, and suddenly shook his body.

Burst!

Laughed.

"Isn't it just a dying man? ”

Luo said in a strange voice, a weightless shift, leaving the long-bearded old man's support. He smiled and flashed his eyes at him respectfully.

Swish.

A slight windy sound.

The white scholar floated in the air, but without any rotational movements, it was a flashing drift. When it rose in mid-air, the moment the arm was lightly raised, the huge pen was spun and thrown into the air.

"Shocking wind, this is his most powerful Xuankong Dafa!"

The long-bearded old man exclaimed in dismay, but he pulled Luo Feng back with all his might.

"Today, I want you to die. ”

The white scholar shouted violently, and his face was full of confidence and joy.