Who's a loser?
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Mufeng grasped an iron spear in his right hand, and his body was like electricity, shuttling among more than a dozen soldiers. The iron spear in his hand flashed a cold light. When Mufeng returned to the spot, he inserted the iron spear into the ground. Luo Yangping and Xia Han then noticed that the tip of the spear was covered with blood, and the blood dripped down the spear body.
"Ah! My hamstrings and hamstrings have been picked off..."
"Mine too..."
"......"
The soldiers, who had been manly, lay on the ground like dogs, convulsing and screaming in pain.
"How dare you hurt my soldiers!" Luo Yangping was furious, kicked off with his feet, leapt from his horse and lunged behind Mu Feng.
"Shall your men only hurt me, and I not hurt yours?" It doesn't make sense." Mufeng right foot kicked off, escaped Luo Yangping's attack, fell not far away, sneer again and again.
"What you are, what I am. A pariah like you should just stand there with your hands tied and your hands cut off by my soldiers!" Luo Yangping eyes cold, rushed to Mu Feng again, six gold lines between the brow all lit up. A strong breath like a wild animal came out.
"Mufeng, Leader Luo personally shot, you still die?" Xia Han gloated, although regrettably failed to torture Mufeng personally. But can watch Mufeng die, she is also happy to see its success.
Mufeng stood in place, motionless, but the corners of his mouth showed a mocking smile. He saw the spiritual force in his body like an erupting volcano, rolling out, condensed in his body surface a golden imprint.
Baaaah! Like a swift cheetah, Luo Yangping swept in front of Mu Feng. Already ready to form the right fist hard hit Mu Feng at the door. This fist force is strong and heavy, and the fierce fist wind tears the air and sounds the sound of cloth tearing. Even those who are the same as the six heavy lifeblood, they are afraid to suffer heavy damage.
The dull collision sounds, but Mufeng does not move mountains. His face and body, a gold mark suddenly through the body. The force of terror instantly feedback in Luo Yangping's body. Luo Yangping screamed, a blood spit out, embarrassed to fall to the ground.
"Jin Gang Body Seal" is the lifeblood superior martial law, the power is far more powerful than the martial law cultivated by Luo Yangping, the latter may not be able to break its defense.
In the moment Luo Yangping landed, Mu Feng moved. He picked up a wicker on the ground and appeared in front of Luo Yangping like a phantom.
Paaaah! The wicker came out like a flash of lightning and landed on Luo Yangping's ass. Luo Yangping made a terrible scream, his hands covered his butt, a few meters. In the moment of Luo Yangping's hands covering his butt, the wicker was suddenly in disguise, drawing on Luo Yangping's face, leaving deep red marks. Luo Yangping subconsciously covered his cheeks, and his buttocks suffered again. Luo Yangping wanted to fight back, but Mufeng's mysterious body, so that his counterattack completely became a bubble, can only be passive beaten.
Mufeng with wicker sword, display "thunder nine sword". Each sword carries the spirit of lightning, draw Luo Yangping miserable.
"The sword shines like thunder!" Mufeng will "fall thunder nine swords" all over again. The last sword cut out, the flat suddenly exploded nine arm thick thunder, all in Luo Yangping's body. Luo Yangping gave a shrill scream, his body was scorched black, his hair stood upright, and he fell to the ground. He opened his mouth and breathed out black smoke and nearly fainted.
"Luo Yangping, you say that I am a waste. Now you are so vulnerable in front of me, use your brain to think, who is the loser?" Mufeng slowly tunnel.
Luo Yangping supported on the ground with his hands and looked fearfully at Mu Feng, but rarely did he refute it. At this moment, he will Xia Han's ancestors 18 generations to scold all over. What about being a loser? If a loser is better than him, he's nothing.
"You..." Xia Han face smile, completely solidified, she looked at Mufeng like a ghost. This Mufeng has become stronger, even Luo Yangping such a lifeblood six masters, is not its opponent.
"You have been watching the play for so long, it is time to come out!" Mufeng did not pay attention to Xia Han, but looked at the door of the City God Temple, light tunnel.
"The prince is really not an ordinary person!" Outside City God's Temple, a soft sweet waxy female voice sounded, and a beautiful girl was supported by a servant girl into the temple. Behind the beautiful girl, closely followed by an old man with white hair.
When Luo Yangping's eyes fell on the beautiful girl's body, the pupil could not help shrinking. He pushed his body up, walked to the girl rather embarrassed, and saluted respectfully.
"Subordinate Luo Yangping, have seen Miss!"
Mufeng looked at the delicate girl, not surprised. Not long before Luo Yangping came, Mufeng found that the girl had come, but had not entered the temple.
The delicate girl nodded coldly, like the autumn eyes of water, when it fell on Mufeng, it blossomed into the color of joy.
"Do you remember me? We met yesterday. My name is Fei Feng. What's your name?" Delicate girl in the maid support, went to Mufeng in front of the body, quite excited.
"Mufeng!" Mufeng not salty not light back to a sentence, eyes showing the color of thinking. He had heard of Feng Luofei, the only daughter of Feng Xinglan, the Lord of Tongyang City, who was favored by Feng Xinglan.
'Don't come too near him, Miss. He's a bad man and a bad criminal, and I'm afraid he'll hurt you.' Luo Yangping quickly stop in front of Feng Luofei, eyes stared at Mufeng not good.
"Miss Feng, such a dangerous person must first pick out the hamstrings to be safer." Please order your guards to work with Commander Luo to break his hamstrings before you approach him." Xia Han stood out, just words to Feng Luofei road.
"Chubb, palm twenty!" Feng Luofei looked at Xia Han, suddenly way.
See Feng Luo Fei, Xia Han heart proud, contemptuous glance at Mu Feng. Even the daughter of the Lord Feng Luofei is on my side. What are you going to fight me with, Mufeng?
Paaaah! When Xia Han was secretly proud of himself, a strong palm wind whistled and fell hard on her cheek, beating her upside down and falling to the ground.
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