Chapter 696

Qi Peng shook his head and said, "idiot"

Lu Yanfeng said, "you can't recognize the situation so clearly. No one has recruited. Wu protector, what do you say?"

Wu Feng sighed and said, "forget it, die!"

Qi Peng turned his head and shouted, "go!"

With the words, a team of people killed the front one, and Duan Xin took a knife and split it. Just when he thought he would solve it with one knife, he heard a clang, and the demon wing knife was held.

Although the other party was very hard, he finally took the move.

This surprised Duan Xin. This team is much more fierce than those just now.

However, he didn't think much. When he pressed hard, the blade rubbed the man's blade and slid down. In the sound of stimulating nerves, the blade cut the man's throat. Then Duan Xin kicked the man away and met the others.

Qi Peng raised his head and said proudly, "Duan, this group of people is a dead man I have cultivated quietly. It's your bad luck today."

"Ha ha!" Duan Xin said, "really? Then you wait and feel distressed. In front of me, there are only dead men and experts who can be ghosts! "

With seven cuts and eight cuts, Duan Xin put down more than a dozen with his fierce combat effectiveness. However, he also gradually felt hard and had two more knife edges on his body.

Qi Pengju did feel a little distressed, but he felt ashamed when he withdrew. Therefore, he looked at Wu crazy and said, "Duan Xinzhi's courage is rare in the world. Even brother Nian knelt down. Wu protector, will you end up playing?"

Wu crazy Weidun was about to nod when he heard Nian Qianqi hate: "he still wants to heal me."

In fact, Wu Feng had just given him a pill. When he said this, Wu Feng was a little puzzled, but the shrewd Lu Yanfeng understood.

Because this Qi Peng lift is too angry.

Look at the people he arranged today. It sounds like an elite, but it's clearly a bucket of rice. He sent the elite only after he died. He's too small-minded and patronizes his own disciples in the face of great enemies. Such a simple hand can't achieve great things.

Just a few people died, and you still feel distressed. That's OK, but why don't you encourage others to do it yourself? OK, but you're too damaging.

Qi Peng said, "OK, I'll come!"

Since you think you can't, it depends on how I clean up Duan Xin. Qi Pengju didn't say this, but finally glanced at the arrogant eyes of Wu crazy and others, which means that.

One step out, Qi Peng raised his hand and said, "all step back!"

While talking, he launched an attack. The saber shook a cold light and cut off Duanxin.

The dead men retreated one after another to make room. Duan Xin took this opportunity to relax, but he didn't have much free time. He was secretly lucky. Then he shot out his body and connected Qi Pengju's knife.

Clatter.

When the loud noise came out, he saw that the two people were retreating quickly. Qi Pengju only felt the tiger's mouth hurt, but he was not surprised. Duanxin was strong. He had learned it for a long time.

Duan Xin also shook the knife, but there was no expression, and then rushed to Qi Peng. The demon wing knife was like a chicken pecking rice, cutting on each other's knife. For a time, it clanged three times and spread to the distance in the night.

Qi Pengju felt uncomfortable with the continuous bombardment, but he was not flustered. He still fought violently, but his right foot was kicked out, such as a dull thunder and a bang, which kicked on Duanxin's right leg knee.

ready!

Qi Peng looked happy. It was all his luck not to kick Duan Xin to death, but there was no doubt that his right leg would be destroyed, but he didn't expect that Duan Xin was not only okay, but his whole body seemed to be stirring up.

Seeing his backhand knife, he drew a sharp arc and swept towards Qi Pengju's neck. His eyes flickered in the light of the knife.

Qi Peng did not dare to be careless and continued to fight calmly.

It's just that Duan Xin's strength is extraordinary. Every Parry consumes Qi Peng's strength.

Therefore, Qi Pengju put the move on his feet with great advantages, blocked Duanxin's blade, and kicked a foot when Duanxin had no time to defend.

Duan Xin raises his knees to parry.

Boom!

The impact of iron and bone shocked everyone, but to everyone's surprise, Duan Xin remained motionless, but Qi Pengju was smashed back three or four steps.

Qi Peng lifted his feet and felt that the soles of his feet were hot and painful, as if the iron boots were red by the fire.

"Impossible. Can people have such strength and bones?" Qi Peng was shocked. He was always fierce. He began to fear the power of Duan Xin.

But before he could stand firm, Duan Xin rushed like a tiger.

Duan Xin was like a machine that didn't know the pain and fatigue, which made Qi Pengju very upset, and even his scalp numb. Looking at the sharp blade, Qi Peng gave a violent drink and fell back. Duan Xin's knife crossed a millimeter from his eyelid.

Qi Pengju secretly said that he was lucky and was afraid, but there was no time to ease it. Duanxin's knife had changed its form and stabbed him in the chest. If this knife stabbed him, Qi Pengju promised to be ripped open.

Not far away, the startling waves hit the shore, showing more mental power.

However, Qi Pengju is worthy of being an elder of the ghost gate. At this critical moment, he collapsed quickly, fell directly to the ground, cleaved out the knife in his hand and cut it accurately on Duanxin's knife.

Many disciples exclaimed.

However, although he escaped a fatal blow, he couldn't escape Duan Xin's feet.

He didn't expect that Duan Xin could kick a kick when he was leaning forward.

Boom!

Qi Pengju was kicked directly.

Quack fell to the ground and cracked the solid ground. The blood splashed out and shot into people's eyes, which made people feel extremely painful.

Qi Peng turned over and stood up, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Duan Xin didn't catch up. He also consumed a lot of physical strength. He was taking this opportunity to relieve himself, but his mouth was unforgiving. He said: "Qi Pengju, you fell worse than Nian Qianqi. Today I took you to the nest. With your shoes and your feet, I offered sacrifices to Mr. Feng's spirit in heaven!"

Qi Pengju wiped the blood on his mouth. Instead of standing up directly, he took off his iron boots first.

This gave his disciples a boost.

Wearing such heavy iron boots, the body method can be so fast. What's it like to take it off now? That's faster than a ghost!

Then everyone saw his feet.

It was as black as the bottom of a pot, rough as crocodile skin, and turned outward like layers of scales. Although the shape was a little disgusting, it was conceivable that Qi Pengju had worked so hard on his feet.

And he changed the big knife into a short knife.

Obviously, he is going to have a close fight with Duan Xin with supreme body method and vigorous strength.

We are full of expectations.

Only Bu Wuhuan and her eyes were worried. Looking at Duan Xin floating in her clothes, the beauty trembled with blood, and her eyes were full of pity and love.

But he said, "sister, you're wrong."

Bu Wuhuan didn't look at him and said, "I'm not wrong. You're wrong, but it doesn't matter now. Nothing matters. On the contrary, I want to thank you."