Ares descends from the mountain

"Ahh

Ling Feng also furrowed his brows: "Sister Jiaojiao, don't run around, and don't go back." Follow me from afar

!" "As long as you can see me, it'll be fine, hear it

!" "Hmm!" Xu Jiaojiao immediately agreed.

"Uncle, it's up to you!" Le Le shuddered.

Ling Feng didn't speak, but came to Tie Shou and gently closed his eyes.

A violent aura was surging all around him.

"Uncle, why don't you move... Are you scared?"

"Lele, don't speak!" Xu Jiaojiao nervously covered Lele's small mouth.

Ling Feng opened his eyes slightly, and his face became calm.

"Sister Jiaojiao, Lele, you don't have to worry. There is only one person who came this time

!" "Ah, uncle, how do you know?"

"Because I feel her anger!

I'm still a woman!" Ling Feng hooked the corners of his mouth: "She hasn't gone far yet, you just wait here, I'll go see if she's beautiful!"

"Shenma, uncle, you..."

Lele had a dog's expression, but Ling Feng had already disappeared with a swish.

In another alley, Ling Feng crossed a dilapidated apartment, descending from the sky like an eagle falcon, standing firmly on the potholed concrete road.

"Hey, beauty, you can come out, I can already smell your scent. "

Look for death!" As

soon as Ling Feng's words came out, he suddenly shouted loudly, and a shadow flashed at the end of the alley, followed by dozens of wind-breaking sounds.

Ding Ding Ding!

Ding!

The dense sound of breaking wind pierced Ling Feng a few meters in front of him, but it seemed to touch an invisible wall of qi, and they all froze.

"Rainstorm Pear Flower Needle?" Ling

Feng actually picked up several hidden weapons in the air, which were sharp silver needles.

He recognized this kind of secret weapon: "Shooting is this kind of killing move, your murderous aura is very heavy." It's a pity that the heat is still a little short!"

Ling Feng said and scattered the silver needle with his backhand.

Whoosh

! Ling Feng just threw it casually, and the silver needle forced the shadow to flicker again and again, and finally dodged in embarrassment.

"Stinky boy, you're really capable!" Phantom's

voice was cold, but it was nice.

Ling Feng's eyes lit up, but the expression on his face was still very unhappy: "Although you are a woman, you are here to assassinate Sister Jiaojiao and Lele, I can't spare you!

"Yes, you have a virgin scent on you, so if you're pretty enough, I can consider making you my wife, and then I won't kill you.

"Bastard

!" Hearing this, the woman was furious: "Stinky boy, don't think I don't know who you are!" "

Your name is Ling Feng, right? Lord Dragon God has already noticed you, if you continue to wade through this troubled water without knowing whether you live or die, there is only one way to die." "

Dragon God?" Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted: "The Dragon God you said is the leader of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion after the reorganization, right?The female apprentice

of the old Dragon God?" "Hehe, I won't be afraid of that kind of old lady who deceives teachers and destroys ancestors, and I still want to beat

her!" "Presumptuous! Dare to be rude to the Dragon God!" The

woman was even more furious, and raised another frame with her backhand, aiming at Ling Feng.

With a click, a dense raindrop of silver needles shot out again.

This kind of rainstorm pear flower needle has been the first place on the list of hidden weapons in China since ancient times.

It's easy to use, it's easy to carry, and it's powerful.

Once it is aimed and launched, it is like a net of heaven and earth, making it completely impossible for the enemy to resist.

It's a pity that this kind of secret weapon is only used to deal with ordinary masters.

In the realm of Ling Feng, picking leaves and flying flowers is also a common thing.

It is impossible to hurt Ling Feng by relying on this kind of opportunity.

Ling Feng didn't even dodge, and stood in place lightly.

When the bundle of silver needles approached Ling Feng's range of a few meters again, it snapped and fell to the ground.

"This..." The

woman in black gasped, she hadn't seen clearly how Ling Feng had blocked her rainstorm pear blossom needle for the first time just now, and now she had completely understood it.

This kid in front of him didn't need to do anything at all, he actually had an innate true qi around him that had already been formed?

"Hehe, is it so surprising to have a little innate true qi?"

Ling Feng smiled coldly: "No wonder my dad said that without the Dragon God Heavenly Machine Pavilion, it is equivalent to being wasted." You're the lackeys of the Divine Machine Bureau!"

Nonsense!"

the woman scolded angrily, but she couldn't say more.

What Ling Feng said was the truth to some extent, and more importantly, the strength that Ling Feng showed was too terrifying, and women didn't dare to distract themselves from arguing with him.

Immediately, his eyes rolled, as if he thought of something, he quickly retreated, turned over and crossed the apartment building and killed in the direction of Xu Jiaojiao.

Ling Feng smiled coldly.

He dared to chase after him, but he was sure that the speed of the other party would not be able to escape control.

Immediately, his figure flashed, leaving several afterimages on the spot, and Ling Feng's real body was like a rocket launching, and he chased after it at a speed ten times that of a woman.

And just when the woman had just jumped out of the apartment building, and the machine in her hand was about to be aimed at Xu Jiaojiao in the distance, the iron hand lying on the ground suddenly trembled and spit out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, an iron arm in the sleeve came out of the body and hit the woman's back directly.

"I'll go!"

Ling Feng was startled when he saw this in the back, he knew that Iron Hand was not dead, but he didn't expect Iron Hand to burn blood and force out.

Suddenly he shouted and accelerated a few points.

And the woman felt the cold murderous aura behind her, and also found that it was an iron hand sneak attack, but it was too late to react.

sighed in despair, knowing that he was in a catastrophe.