"Despicable man, if you have seed, let me go and fight with me fairly." Zhong Tianqing's face, like a young man, is now full of ferocious color, his white hair has become messy, and his long shirt has broken a lot, but Lin Yi is still much more miserable.

At the moment, Lin Yi's clothes have been soaked with blood. There are big holes everywhere. His left hand is weak and drooping. Looking at Zhong Tianqing, Lin Yi said fair. Lin Yi sneered: "you tell me fair? How old are you? How old am I? I even want to tell me fair."

As Lin Yi said this, he raised his foot and stepped on Zhong Tianqing's face without hesitation. Zhong Tianqing has been around Lin Yi for so long, and Lin Yi also knows how much he cares about his face. "It's disgusting that you're still fucking tender. I'm not ashamed of how old I am. Let me destroy your face today." Lin Yi then stepped on it.

"Little bastard, you're looking for death." At the moment, Zhong Tianqing's head is about to fall into the ground. Seeing that his most precious face is severely trampled under Lin Yi's feet, he wants to break Lin Yi into pieces.

Hearing that Zhong Tianqing was still scolding himself, Lin Yi's foot strength increased again. Then he scolded while stepping on it: "shit, I'm afraid of you? Do you know that you have to expose yourself if you swear, and you have to hit someone in the face? I think you're so old that you live to be a dog. You dare to scold me. I'll trample you to death, trample you to death, trample you to death..."

After a while, Lin Yi seemed tired, so he lay down on the grass and wanted to have a rest. Seeing Zhong Tianqing's mouth full of soil, Lin Yi felt a burst of resentment.

"Ah, bah! Bah!" When did Zhong Tianqing suffer such humiliation? At the moment, he was about to cry and spit out the soil in his mouth without tears. Looking at Lin Yi, Zhong Tianqing could not help but bite his teeth and look at Lin Yi with murderous eyes.

"Oh! Don't you agree? Let's fight again." Lin Yi joked.

Zhong Tianqing was very happy when he heard this. He secretly thought that if Lin Yi untied the silver needle on his body, he wouldn't give him a chance to see the king of hell directly. Zhong Tianqing thought happily.

But when he saw that Lin Yi's 41 size sole was printed on his face again, Zhong Tianqing felt 10000 grass and mud horses galloping in his heart. Didn't he say to fight again? How can you be beaten by yourself, so Zhong Tianqing shouted: "little bastard, didn't you say to fight again? Why don't you untie me?"

After hearing Zhong Tianqing's almost mentally retarded words, Lin Yi was surprised and looked at him. His eyes were like looking at a pig: "are you a pig? I untie you? If I untie you, I'm afraid I'm a corpse now? I think you misunderstood what I mean. What I said to hit again is simply to beat you and step on you." Then he made another footprint.

At the moment, nothing is enough to describe Zhong Tianqing's anger. His most precious face was severely trampled under his feet. Even his dignity has been lost early on the day of worship. What is it for? Zhong Tianqing suddenly regretted that he might not have come to this step if he didn't covet other people's things, but it's no use regretting again. He felt the pain from his face and the unspeakable humiliation in Zhong Tianqing's heart.

Suddenly, Zhong Tianqing thought of a book about acupoints he got from killing people and stealing goods in his early years. Zhong Tianqing suddenly thought of a way to make himself play. The consequences are very serious, but now he can't care so much.

This skill takes time to operate, so Zhong Tianqing secretly runs in his acupoints, but on the surface, he scolds Lin Yi severely, because Lin Yi won't kill him for a while, but will vent his anger.

Just once, when Lin Yi printed his foot on Zhong Tianqing's face, Zhong Tianqing finally changed the direction of the acupoint, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Lin Yi thought he stepped on his face to step on it.

But then Lin Yi couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Zhong Tianqing slowly got up from the ground. The place where the silver needle pierced in was bleeding. He raised his head hard and looked at Lin Yi. His eyes were full of murderous spirit. The whole person seemed to come out of hell.

"Shit, shit." Lin Yi felt numb in his heart. After scolding, he ran wildly.

Die!!!

Seeing that Lin Yi was going to run, Zhong Tianqing shouted and began to chase. It seemed that the speed was a few minutes faster than Lin Yi.

Looking at Zhong Tianqing getting closer and closer, Lin Yi was confused. He suddenly thought that his master was not far from here. If he could get there before Zhong Tianqing caught him, he would get back his life.

Lin Yi is flexible like a monkey in the forest, jumping up and down constantly. The complex environment in the jungle also hinders Zhong Tianqing, and Lin Yi can keep a distance from him.

Lin Yi dragged his tired body and ran wildly in the woods. Before long, Lin Yi became more and more familiar with the environment in the woods. He knew that he was getting closer and closer to master's hut. As long as he persisted for a while, he could escape from heaven.

The weariness of his body makes Lin Yi's speed slow down a lot and his eyelids become heavier and heavier. The belief that supports Lin Yi to move forward is to live. He still has his wife to take care of. If they die, they must not die of sadness? So Lin Yi warned himself again and again, insist, insist, insist again.

Finally, Lin Yi still couldn't resist the fatigue of his body. As soon as his feet were soft, he climbed on the ground. Seeing the approaching Zhong Tianqing, Lin Yi was terrified, so he shouted, "master!!!"

Lin Yi's roar stunned Zhong Tianqing. He immediately thought why Lin Yi was unfamiliar with everything in the forest at first, but finally he went home. It turned out that his master was here, and Lin Yi's "shadowless acupuncture" could almost kill himself. How terrible should his master be? Thinking of this, Zhong Tianqing suddenly didn't dare to fight Lin Yi.

However, after touching his swollen face, Zhong Tianqing's heart crossed. When Lin Yi's master didn't come, he would kill Lin Yi and run away. Thinking of this, Zhong Tianqing's eyes at Lin Yi became worse and worse.

Knowing that the time was pressing, Zhong Tianqing immediately accelerated his steps towards Lin Yi. He turned his hand into his palm and ran straight to Lin Yi. The palm wind even blew off some leaves.

"Who rat dare to hurt my disciple?" Just as Zhong Tianqing was approaching Lin Yi, a cold voice came out of the woods.

Zhong Tianqing said in secret that it was not good, but now that the matter had come to this point, he made a mistake and struck Lin Yi with a palm that didn't weaken at all.