Chapter 13: A beast smashed the audience

C_t; That is four teenagers. (>>>cotton, flower ‘sugar’ small ’’)

Each one is dressed in a Chinese costume, glamorous and bright, and in contrast to Ling Feng, Ling Qing, the worn robe, in sharp contrast.

The young man headed, about sixteen years old.

His face is quite handsome, his body is slender, his eyes are cold, his back is carrying a long sword, and his eyes are angry.

The three people behind him were bruised with a bandage on their arms and a killing face.

There is no doubt that the three are the peak, proud wind, and dragon.

Three days ago, they were knocked down by the palm of the wind, and the medicinal herbs on their bodies were looted.

Of course, the most hateful thing is that they have become the jokes of the entire Lingwu Academy, and they have been knocked down by a waste, and their faces have been thrown away.

And just today, they invited Lushan to make the Lingfeng disabled.

You must know that Lushan is a small genius outside the Lingwu Academy. At a young age, it is already a six-level martial art. That is not what they can compare.

"Waste, black bones are out!"

The mountain was cold and snorted, shivering in the wild, bathing in six instinct, making him proud and despising the thatched cottage.

"Where are the wild dogs, are you here?"

At this time, Ling Feng had already unloaded the 2,500 kilograms of stone, and there was a trace of his body, panting.

He strode forward, glanced at the peak, the proud three people, sneered. "Do you want another arm?"

This is the contempt of Lengsen, and they are not in the eyes.

Yan Feng, proud wind three people, one by one angry face iron, biting his teeth, can not wait to Ling Feng live.

"Waste, you are less proud, today's Big Brother will crush you into a disability!"

"Yes, I will let you know, offend our price!"

The three people are screaming and excited. It is already imaginable that Ling Feng was beaten and vomiting blood and crippling.

"Is it the same green onion?"

Ling Feng grinned, did not put the six-level martial arts in his eyes, dare to do it to him, then slap in the face.

"Waste, do you want to die?"

Lushan’s face was cold, his eyes were slightly stunned, and there was a hint of killing. “Dare to hurt my brother, I think you really want to die.”

"Lushan, Fengfeng, what do you want to do?!"

Ling Qing ran over in a panting breath, looking at the four people in Lushan, and Qiao Yan suddenly sank.

She quietly blocked Ling Feng behind her, looked anxious, and whispered to Ling Feng, said: "Tangshan is a six-level martial art, strong readings."

"Is Black Bone also coming to die?"

The peak is sneer, full of sorrow, and is extremely resentful for Ling Feng and Ling Qing.

This sentence fell, Ling Feng double eyes suddenly stood up, deep is not like a nine-year-old Mao children.

That is the hegemony of Wu Sheng, even the golden lions are trembled, not to mention the four little children in front of them.

Their faces suddenly changed and they took a step back.

"A waste, I want to marry me, let's die!"

The next moment, Lushan started.

He took a step forward and took a shot. The six instincts swiftly smashed out and condensed in his hand, quickly hitting Ling Qing.

For a time, even the air trembled sharply. A hurricane formed, like a tail, was carried by the palm and killed together.

This makes the Lingqing eclipse.

That is a six-level martial art, so what can she resist?

"Little gold!"

At this moment, Ling Feng looks calm, but there is a killing in the eyes.

He snorted.

"嗖"

Daddy, a golden light rushed out of the thatched cottage, and a breath rushed to the front of Ling Qing.

The golden lion is coming.

It despised the mountain and glanced at it, and lifted its claws to meet it. A cyclone suddenly appeared on its claws.

"噗".

The cyclone is like cutting tofu. The six instincts are instantly torn, and with a strong wind, the mountain is flung out.

That is a warrior-level monster, not a martial art can be compared.

"puff"

The Lushan Mountain fell directly into the wild grass, vomiting blood, and the hands were torn apart with five claw marks, blood dripping.

And his little face is an instant eclipse, if you see a ghost.

"Golden lion, or military level?!"

Not only him, proud wind, peaks and dragons, but also a heart tremble, pale face, like a blank sheet of paper.

They didn't think of it, there would be such a monster in the thatched cottage.

I came here and beat them all.

"I don't know how to live and die, all overturned!"

A cold glimpse of Ling Feng.

In a sudden time, the golden lion swooped out, like a golden wind, on the claws, a cyclone directly hit.

The proud and the three peaks, even before they reacted, were shot down by the golden lion.

They looked at the big lion's face, his face was white, his body trembled, and he was so scared that his urine flowed out.

"Ah, don't kill me!"

The proud wind screamed, directly scared to death, the pants were wet.

The dragon and the peak were pressed by a claw, the gorgeous robe, and the flesh and blood on the chest were torn by the golden claws, and the spirits shuddered.

Then, the golden lion flew out the three people with a paw, and a counterattack rushed to Lushan.

It is extremely fast, and it is impossible for the mountain to dodge. It is only possible to pull out the long sword and kill it toward the golden lion.

However, it could not stop.

"when"

When the golden lion had a paw, he shot the mountain and flew it. Even the long sword trembled, and one arm fell softly.

He was actually smashed by a golden lion and a paw.

"嗷"

Lushan screamed, his face twitched, his heart was terrified, and he ran away.

However, the golden lion caught up in an instant, according to the latter's buttocks, which was a paw, tearing the blood there, leaving five claw marks, deep visible bone.

"Little gold is back."

Ling Qing snorted and called the golden lion that was still unfinished.

That mountain is the person of the spiritual city. If it is really killing him, the consequences will not be affordable for them.

And this is also the place where Ling Feng is jealous.

There is a Wuling owner in the family, not what he can deal with now, but he can only bear it.

"Roll, if you dare to provoke me, pull your hair out!"

Ling Feng screamed.

Fear of the four people in Lushan are full of fear, and they run away.

That thatched cottage has become a forbidden place, there is a warrior-level monster, not to mention them, even if the outside door genius came, not dare to step closer.

However, what annoyed and mourned them was that they were completely patted and swept by a beast.

They were originally arrogant and didn't want to go on like this.

Even if they borrowed a courage, they would not dare to step closer to the thatched cottage.

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