The injury that had not yet stopped bleeding was newly wounded, and the pain made Li Yixing grin, but he didn't even have time to cry out in pain, and the next whip had been drawn from his head and face, but he still couldn't dodge, and he was still accurate, and he continued to pump in that position, which was like pulling Li Yixing's head away.

is also whipping people with a whip, Li Yixing's whip is more like venting, but Feng Qinglang's whip seems to have become a work of art, which is unusually pleasing to the eye in the dance, and naturally contains some mysteries of martial arts, of course, the Holy Spirit has absolutely no intention of appreciating this art.

"Boy, are you crazy?" At this time, everyone around reacted, and the servant of the Southern Star Soul was actually beating Li Yixing?

"Hurry up and stop, don't forget who you are!"

"Stop!"

“......”

Feng Qinglang turned a deaf ear, his wrist just swung slightly, whipping Li Yixing one after another, and he didn't even have much expression on his face, as if he was doing a trivial matter.

But the people around were completely stunned, their boss, the pride of the Li family, was beaten like a dog, and he had no power to fight back, and he was pumped to the point that both eyes were left with tears, and he didn't know if it was a physical reaction caused by excessive pain, or he was so aggrieved that he cried......

They all shot in shock, but this Feng Qinglang was like having eyes all over his body, dodging left and right lightly, and the amplitude of his movement dodged these people's attacks one by one, and at the same time, the speed of the whip did not slow down at all, and it was still drawn out accurately one after another.

After being whipped more than 20 times, Li Yixing was already in pain and lost most of his strength, and fell to the ground, but he learned to be obedient, since he couldn't avoid it no matter what, he covered his face with his hands, and still didn't forget to curse angrily in his mouth: "Nanxing Soul's servant, you are dead, my cousin Li Youlun's death has not been cared about with you, you dare to do this to me? Lao Tzu must you die in the most desperate pain......

Li Yixing only felt endless humiliation in his heart, he was the only one who treated others so cruelly, how could he have been treated so roughly by others, especially in front of a gangan's subordinates.

He couldn't wait to get up immediately and tear Feng Qinglang into countless pieces, but unfortunately the reality was that Feng Qinglang didn't care whether he covered his face or not, he still pulled down to the same position, and after only a few whips, the hands of the previous owner of the whip were already fleshy, and it was miserable.

At this time, Nanxing Soul screamed, full of crying and asking: "Sunny, Situ Ta... He's not breathing? He's... Is it dead?" Her voice was full of tremors, for her, she didn't believe that a person who was alive and kicking not long ago suddenly died, completely subverting her view of shijie, she had not witnessed the death of a person with her own eyes......

Feng Qinglang's movements finally slowed down, and he sighed and said, "Don't panic, he's not dead." ”

He took out a small bottle from his trouser pocket, and sighed for the pills in the bottle, expensive enough to cover a year's rent in the apartment where they lived.

Feng Qinglang threw the small bottle to Nanxing Soul and said, "Give him the medicine in the bottle, if it doesn't work, then he will really die!"

The whole shijie also paused because of this sentence, like a basin of cold water, which made Li Yixing wake up from the anger full of evil fire in his head, he stopped cursing, and even the deepest part of his heart couldn't help but tremble, this is not an assassination when he can't see the sun and can't see others, if this Feng Qinglang is not alarmist, then it is not killed in front of everyone, he will be judged as a murderer, the most important thing is that Situ Weiyang is not an ordinary person, he is also the number one heir of a family......

Thinking of this, his body also began to freeze, and the hands that were covering his face tightly were also lowered, but what he saw was not the direction of Nanxing Soul who was feeding Situ Weiyang to take medicine, but Luo Lingyun's position.

Facing Li Yixing's eyes asking for help, Luo Lingyun's face was full of gloom, and the charming look regardless of the occasion finally disappeared without a trace.

All the members of the Holy Flame Society present had equally ugly faces, if that kind of thing really happened, Li Yixing would be regarded as a public murderer, they would not be able to escape the crime of accomplices, and at the lightest would give people the impression of being indifferent and cold-blooded......

Situ Enquan seemed to finally react at this time, tears burst out of his eyes, and he stumbled towards Situ Weiyang, his mind was actually in chaos, all his future and hard work were tied to Situ Weiyang, he couldn't just die......

He hated Li Yixing's ruthlessness, but he also hated Nanxing Soul even more inexplicably, was Nanxing Soul helping Situ Weiyang wrap the book cover at noon, or the boring novel that Situ Weiyang gave after dinner, or ...... Well, it was these boring actions that made his young master suddenly irrational and enthusiastic......

When the atmosphere of the audience froze, Feng Qinglang's whip was drawn again, and the crisp sound of breaking through the air was accompanied by the cracking sound of the skin and flesh breaking, which made some people react, no matter what, it was necessary to subdue Feng Qinglang first.

Feng Qinglang finally stopped staring at Li Yixing, and the whip began to whip towards those besiegers, and the whip immediately turned into a poisonous dragon that chose people to devour, and everywhere it passed, there was a piece of skin and flesh, and the screams of pain continued, and a large number of people quickly fell.

The besiegers are actually secretly frightened, this person's strength seems to be the third or fourth order of the awakening period, but the pace is strange, just like a very random advance and retreat, they will avoid all their attacks, and then they can always find out your flaws, and the whip will immediately take advantage of the weakness and give you a painful blow.

When Li Yixing thought that Feng Qinglang had temporarily put himself aside, Feng Qinglang could always whip him in time and remind him in time that he had not forgotten him, but always put him first, however, it was no longer limited to his face, just for a short time, Feng Qinglang tried his best to whip him all over his body, and he used his strength very skillfully, and soon his clothes were torn and became naked, and the injury was almost exactly the same as the injury on Situ Weiyang's body.

Li Yixing suddenly understood Situ Weiyang's psychology a little bit before, and the kind of indignation that had no power to fight back also made him violent, but he was even worse than Situ Weiyang, Feng Qinglang often just whipped him back to the ground with a random whip, and would whip him a few more times to show his appreciation for his courage.

Finally, Luo Lingyun also moved, she was the first person who dared to use weapons, the close-fitting sharp dagger had slipped from her sleeve to her hand, she took the opportunity of Feng Qinglang's back to her, quietly sneaked in, and did not launch a thunderous blow until she was close, her lightning law exploded in an instant, and the onlookers only felt that there were thousands of lightning bolts, and at the same time they suddenly appeared on Feng Qinglang's head, and then bombarded down.

Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce the back of Feng Qinglang's neck, the corners of Luo Lingyun's mouth couldn't help but bloom with a smug smile, no matter how sharp your whip technique is, you can't go back to the sky.

Who knew that Feng Qinglang's whip was really against the sky, and the moment before it was still on Li Yixing's body, he was still slammed on Li Yixing's body, but with a slight flick of his wrist, the whip had swept back at this moment, and the point was not bad at the tip of the dagger, and the thunder and lightning in the sky suddenly disappeared, and then instantly re-converged, all concentrated on the tip of the whip, Luo Lingyun was suddenly shocked, and was eaten by his own law, and the whole person rushed backwards under the impact of this huge force.

But the whip didn't give up, the last came first, and it wrapped around her ankle and pulled her back, and the sound of the crash on the ground made some members of the Holy Flame also grin secretly, feeling pain for Luo Lingyun.

Feng Qinglang turned around at this time and looked at Luo Lingyun with a calm face, Luo Lingyun asked herself how charming she was, and she was even confident that no man could escape her temptation, so even if she fell to the ground in embarrassment, she still gritted her teeth, endured the pain, and said with a forced smile: "Qinglang, right? Please stop in moderation, do you all want to stand up to our holy flame in the future?"

Undoubtedly, her smile was beautiful and full of charming charm, but Feng Qinglang was the first to answer her with the whip that slashed down her head, mercilessly whipped on her seductive body, and then replied lightly: "Situ Weiyang may die, weren't you prepared to be incompatible at that time?"