"You want to die!"

Duan Feng's forehead is full of green tendons. He wants to rush to crush the mole ant.

But that's boring. He wants to play slowly.

He looked back at the direction of Jessica's departure, and said in surprise, "you've found all the 36 killers. You really have some skills."

"But what about that? Do you really think they can break through?"

"I don't know until I try."

Monan turned his mouth.

Anyway, in his opinion, a group of smelly mice only dare to attack secretly. If Jessica can't deal with them, there's no need to follow him.

"And you."

Duan Feng looked at Mo Nan again, scornful and sarcastic: "do you really think you are my opponent? It's ridiculous. It's just... "

He's not finished yet.

Mo Nan impatiently interrupted his words: "do you like to grind haw like this? If you want to fight, I used to think that you are just mice and can't see the light. I didn't expect that you are still women. "

"You want to die!"

Duan Feng is impatient. If he doesn't have any doubts in his heart, he will start now.

Just think of Miao Lao, he forbeared anger, impatiently waved: "no reward, I don't want to start, I just want to know the whereabouts of Miao Lao, tell me the location of Miao Lao, you can take your people away."

I'm so special

Mo Nan listened to Leng Leng, suddenly a little want to curse.

Together, you have spent so much time, kidnapping and threatening, just to know the whereabouts of the old man?

You're sick, aren't you? You said earlier, I told you everything?

Now just ask, sorry, late!

"You let me go, but I won't go. I said that your head belongs to me today." Mo Nanping kept his breath steady. After all, he spent too much energy in the past few days, and now he still hasn't recovered.

But he was still very confident

"As for the old Wang bastard surnamed Miao, he has been killed by me, and even his ashes have been raised by me. I'm not convinced. Do you bite me?"

"How dare you

Duan Feng was stunned, and his eyes turned red. Now he was really anxious.

He thought that even if the mission failed, he would at least have a chance to escape. After all, as a warrior, he would not really die in the hands of a warrior.

But now, Mo Nan has admitted that, if he goes back empty handed

The woman surnamed Miao doesn't chop him?

Duan Feng has his own rules. If there is no reward, he will not kill people. But now he is forced to make an exception.

"You are very good!"

Duan Feng narrowed his eyes, moriran said: "always take you back, should be able to let that woman down some gas?"

Women?

Monan listen to frown, can't figure out how Duan Feng suddenly out of such a sentence.

But he didn't have time to think about it. Duan Feng's body flashed in place, and a large dark shadow suddenly shrouded all around him.

There's something cool in the back.

Monan subconsciously turned back and waved his knife.

A spark lit up in mid air, accompanied by the amazing sound of Duan Feng.

Can a martial arts man stop his attack? significant.

"That's all for you."

Duan Feng's voice seems to blend in with the surroundings, and it sounds ethereal.

In the dark, Mo Nan couldn't see all around clearly, but he felt very upset. After he forced himself to calm down, he thought in his heart that Duan Feng's gifted skills were like this.

But he can't see clearly, and Duan Feng should not.

It's good. It's just fighting with his eyes covered. He hasn't tried.

Tear.

Mo Nan closed his eyes and seemed to feel something. He waved his arm to cut through the darkness for a moment. The next second, the darkness around him immediately retreated. Duan Feng was black and covered his abdomen. He fell back into the distance in surprise.

"Well, I thought you were very capable."

Mo Nan Yi laughs. It's not his intention to ridicule him. In his opinion, Duan Feng's talent is a bit inferior to Miao Lao's rebirth with a broken arm.

Duan Feng's face is blacker.

You know, his talent is the most suitable move for the blood Temple killer, so he can also exercise his eyesight in the dark.

But he didn't want to. What he was most proud of became the laughing stock of the young man.

"I wanted to save your life, but now it seems that I can't save you."

Duan Feng clenched his teeth.

From the last few fights, he realized that Mo Nan was totally different from other martial arts people. No wonder Miao Lao was defeated by him, especially Mo Nan's breath made him have a desire to surrender.

How could that be!

He is a warrior. He is one of the few ancient warriors.

Thinking about this, he suddenly realized that there must be many secrets in Monan. If he could get those secrets... Monan didn't know what Duan Feng thought, but found that this guy's eyes suddenly became hot. He shivered and jumped to scold: "you old glass, are you still a girl? You didn't, I tell you clearly now that I'm not interested in you... "Like a mouthful of blood stasis hovering in my chest, Duan Feng blushed at the sound. He has learned this evil son's poison. He can make people angry“ That's enough. " Duan Feng shouts, taking advantage of Mo Nan's Kung Fu, no longer let him have a chance to humiliate himself, the whole person pours out, bullying himself. He began to work hard, speed and strength all beyond Monan, let the old hooligan feel great pressure. Unlike before, when he was fighting against Miao Lao and Shi Ke, Mo Nan's cold hair had been raised all over his body, and his spirit was concentrated as never before. With Duan Feng avoiding his attack again and again, and leaving wounds on him, Mo Nan realized that although he was also a warrior, Duan Feng and the first two were not enemies of the same level at all. Frankly speaking, Duan Feng, very strong“ Go away Once again, Mo Nan was so fierce that Duan Feng had to take two steps back. Mo Nan took the opportunity to get some breathing. At the same time, Duan Feng was really shocked. He couldn't figure out, is the blood gas in Mo Nan's body free of money? How can it last so long? Yes, those air masses in the body are blood Qi. Of course, each force has its own name. For example, the blood Temple calls it blood Qi, while the Dragon chamber of Commerce calls it essence Qi. But more aristocratic families found the real name of qituan from some ancient books, so it was called Lingqi. At the moment, Mo Nan has been fighting with him for several minutes. Normally speaking, the aura of ordinary martial arts people has already dried up. However, Mo Nan's breath is stronger than just now, as if his aura is endless. How can Duan Feng not be shocked!