"Oh my god! Song Changqing is so old, less than twenty years old, he is already a high-level martial artist!"

"This guy is such a genius? I'm afraid that this kind of talent has the chance to become a martial arts master before he is forty?"

"God is really not good at seeing. Such a garbage actually gives him such a high talent."

"It's over. I guess no one can stop this guy from the Songlin Escort Agency today. Mr. Ye was a peak martial artist when he was young, but now..."

"Zhiyang is careful!!"

As people were talking, they saw Ye Tiannan falling from the sky, and a tiger-headed sword drew a black light in the air, slashing towards Song Changqing fiercely.

"Hmph! Ye Tiannan, just an old dog, I have tolerated you for a long time!"

Song Changqing, who was tearing her face apart, was arrogant and rampant, and she was unrestrained, but her strength was really terrifying.

He held the sword in both hands and waved his backhand. The terrifying sword energy rushed straight into the sky, and he fought with Ye Tiannan's tiger-headed sword.

Bang!

People only felt their ears numb, but the battle situation was even more shocking.

Ye Tiannan was actually hit by this sword and turned two times in the air. Then he staggered to the ground and took four or five steps back before he stood firm.

"You... are almost breaking through the peak martial arts master?!" Ye Tiannan is old and unable to do so, but he is also shocked by Song Changqing's martial arts talent.

snort!

Song Changqing only took a step back, his hands holding the sword were as steady as a rock, and his face was filled with cold smiles:

"Did you see it? I have long been the number one master of Songlin Escort Agency. You garbage and waste, if it weren't for me, how could the Songlin Escort Agency last until today? The position of the chief escort leader should have belonged to me! And you, Ye Zhiyang!"

Song Changqing pointed at Ye Zhiyang with a sword, and the darkness in his heart broke out in full swing: "You blind bitch, I take care of you, but you only have that shit-like Ye Feng in your heart. I really want to know if you have already slept with him, so devoted?! Today, I want to take you, the little bitch, and see if you can serve me like Ye Feng!!"

"Shut up!!"

Song Changqing's words were simply dirty and unstoppable.

Ye Zhiyang's face was so angry that his face turned red, and he wished he could tear Song Changqing's dirty mouth alive. She shouted softly, and the long sword in her hand was as straight as Song Changqing's stabbing.

"Zhiyang, be careful, you are not his opponent!" Ye Tiannan shouted.

Song Changqing even showed a sinister and lewd smile: "Hehe. I teach half of your sword skills, little bitch, today I must let you know what a real 'man' is!"

"Shameless!!"

"It's shameless, who can do anything to me?"

Song Changqing's hidden combat power was shocking. He waved his long sword and was about to defeat Ye Zhiyang, but at this moment, a red light suddenly flew out of the crowd and headed straight for Song Changqing's head.

What?

Song Changqing was so angry that his body was furious that the wind behind him was blown away!

What kind of attack is this? It's so fast that it can't react.

Bang!

A loud bang.

People saw a red firework rising at the back of Song Changqing's head, and large pieces of red debris mixed with red blood were splattering everywhere.

I'll go!

What kind of attack is this?!

The audience was stunned. They had never seen such a terrible remote hidden weapon. They could only see Song Changqing, a dog-eating dog, and a crazy smiling face pressed against the floor under Ye Zhiyang's feet. Their skin was broken and blood flowed.

Ye Zhiyang made a quick decision and immediately swung his sword to assassinate him, but Song Changqing's martial arts were really amazing. He was seriously injured and could still swing his sword to block Ye Zhiyang's attack. He turned over and jumped to the side.

“Huhu…”

He hurts.

When I touched the back of my head, my hands were covered in blood, and my heart was so painful.

"Who is it!" He pointed his sword randomly: "Who is it attacking? Get out of here!"

"It's me."

As a result, a person who no one expected to walk out slowly, and in his hand, he threw a bright red brick like a toy.

"Ye Feng?"

"Small escort?!!"

The audience was not sure how many times it was that they were confused today, but none of them were more surprised than this time.

That terrible hidden weapon turned out to be a brick?

No wonder why it looks so familiar.

And that brick was actually smashed by Ye Feng, so cruel and accurate?

Oh my God!

How many secrets does Ye Feng hide?

When Song Changqing saw Ye Feng, he saw the terrifying brick in his hand, and suddenly remembered something, and his expression twisted on his face:

"It's you! It's you who smashed me that day?!"

"That's right." Ye Feng clenched the brick in his hand with a snap: "Brother has long been fucking unhappy with you. It's not enough to make me give him a ill-behaved to my sister Zhiyang. If you don't kill you today, you won't be named Ye!"

"Just you!" Song Changqing only thought he was being plotted against, but did not take Ye Feng, the former Wusander, seriously: "I will chop you up today!"

"Chop your mom!"

Ye Feng was never rude in dealing with the enemy, and the bricks in his hand flew out in an instant.

Down!

Another sound.

Song Changqing waved his sword to greet him, and slashed the flying brick with all his strength, but he couldn't help but take three steps back.

What a broken brick? How could it be so powerful?!

Come again!

Ye Feng's eyes were cold and he kept a distance of dozens of meters. At this distance, he was invincible.

Swish!

A violent brick was blasted out again.

Bang!

Brick chips splashed everywhere, but Song Changqing took five steps back, his face full of red bricks, and he was extremely embarrassed.

The power of this flying brick is too terrifying!

His hands began to tremble. Even if he was a high-level martial artist, he would soon be able to break through to the peak martial artist, but he could not resist the blood flowing behind his head, and bricks in front of him flew away.

Ye Feng didn't give him a chance to breathe.

A whoosh sound!

A brick flew up!

Song Changqing's eyes straightened.

This time, Ye Feng threw a brick with his left and right hands, and his face was as cruel as a devil.

This time...it's over...

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Bang bang bang!

When Ye Feng was in the rise of war, he threw out bricks crazily, and people saw red lights pounce on Song Changqing like crazy dragons. The scene was spectacular.

This is already a violent upgrade version of the Flying Brick Technique, the Brick Sea Technique!

I'll kill!

I'll kill again!

Song Changqing struggled to support him, but how could he survive in the ocean of bricks?

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it.

A few minutes later, a scream was heard.

Ao!

Song Changqing's sword came out of his hand, and his right arm had been broken by a brick.

"die!!"

Ye Feng continued to wave the bricks.

Two bangs.

Two bricks directly smashed Song Changqing's kneecap and knelt down for him!!

Bang!!

Another piece of it smashed his sternum straight, and each rib pierced into his chest like a sharp sword, causing Song to spew a mouthful of old blood.

"Ye Feng!! You have the will to kill me!!"

This mad dog-like man was still barking on the ground.

"If you kill you, you have to break your stinky mouth that insults Sister Zhiyang first!"
Chapter completed!