Ling Feng and Zhang Hai got out of the car and saw the murderous Nian Tong standing more than ten meters away in front of the car.
Nian Tong's current anger is beyond what Ling Feng can imagine. In order to protect Wendong, he mobilized a group of his elite forces. He would rather let the Qingtian Gang be destroyed than let Ling Feng do it.
Feng and the others attacked Wen Dong.
But in the end, he was defeated miserably, losing his wife and losing his troops. How could Nian Tong, who had always been proud, be able to swallow this sigh of relief? After learning the news that Wendong had been captured, he immediately came to intercept him.
Ling Feng frowned. Meeting Nian Tong at this time was definitely not something to be happy about. He twisted his eyes, exerted a slight force on his ankle, kicked out a stone on the ground with his toes, and covered his head.
Wen Dong, who climbed out of the carriage tremblingly, was knocked unconscious again.
He glanced at Zhang Hai from the corner of his eye, lowered his throat, and shouted in a low voice, "You run away with Wen Dong. You will be safe only if you return to the gang!"
"Brother Feng, what about you?"
"I'll stay to break up the queen!" Ling Feng looked at Nian Tong resolutely.
"Brother Feng..." Zhang Hai was naturally unwilling to agree. Everyone knew that Ling Feng was no match for Nian Tong. In the last battle, if Zi Yue hadn't come in time, Ling Feng would have been killed by Nian Tong.
Killed.
"This is an order!" Ling Feng interrupted without any explanation.
"It's a joke, you are defeated. I really don't know where you got the confidence to stay and break up the rear. Others may not dare to kill you, but I, Nian Tong, will never do it!" Nian Tong looked at Ling Feng with a ferocious smile.
He regrets it very much now. If it weren't for Sun Qi's timidity and fear of Ling Feng's background, the Qingtian gang's plan to intercept and kill Ling Feng was aborted. Otherwise, now that Qingtian helps him Nian Tong, he wouldn't be in this situation now.
Embarrassed.
"Then let's see if you have this ability!" Ling Feng violently pushed Zhang Hai back with his palm, and shot his body towards Nian Tong like an arrow from Li Xuan.
"Want to run? It's not that easy!" Nian Tong's pupils shrank, he squatted down, and jumped up suddenly. He directly avoided Ling Feng's attack and appeared behind Ling Feng, aiming directly at Zhang Hai.
Only by killing Zhang Hai first and then dealing with Ling Feng, then no one can take Wen Dong away.
Ling Feng missed a hit and realized something was wrong. He immediately clenched his fists, and the muscles in his arms were as tight as copper. He stepped forward with his left foot, stopping his body's forward momentum.
With a loud shout, his body shot back like a cannonball again, preventing Nian Tong from dealing with Zhang Hai who had no power to resist.
The electric confrontation between the two made Zhang Hai tremble all over and couldn't even lift his legs.
"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and run away with Wen Dong!" Ling Feng yelled angrily, dragging Nian Tong back so that he could not get close to Zhang Hai.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang Hai stammered in response. He staggered back, picked up Wen Dong, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and put him on his shoulders.
"Brother Feng, hold on, I'll go back and bring you reinforcements!"
"Get out!" Ling Feng roared.
"In front of me, Nian Tong, can you leave if you want?" Nian Tong's eyes were sharp, and instead of entangled with Ling Feng, he came over to catch Zhang Hai again.
Ling Feng raised his hand and several minute hands shot out.
Nian Tong turned around in the air and directly avoided these flying needles.
"Nian Tong, your opponent is me. If you want to arrest someone, you have to step over my body!" Ling Feng lowered his head slightly, raised his eyes, and looked at him in a low voice.
"You are seeking death! You could have lived for a few more minutes. Well, now I will break your neck first and then grab the pustule!" Nian Tong's eyes were cold and the corners of his mouth turned up. He looked mockingly.
Holding Ling Feng, he waved his arm and revealed a telescopic stick more than three feet long.
"The debt between us should be settled thoroughly today!" Ling Feng took off his undershirt without the slightest fear and wrapped it around his right wrist.
Now is the time to put an end to the grudge between the two.
The two of them rushed toward each other at the same time, both exploding their maximum energy and colliding violently.
The skills displayed by the two people were unprecedented. If anyone watched it live, they would find that the current confrontation has basically exceeded the strength that the two of them usually show.
At this time, Ling Feng discovered that Nian Tong's best weapon was actually the stick in his hand.
Already strong in nature, coupled with this handy weapon, Ling Feng felt even more unable to parry Nian Tong's oppressive attack.
Bang!
Nian Tong used his stick to push away Ling Feng's blocking arm, turned around quickly, and hit Ling Feng's chest with the stick. Ling Feng hurriedly retracted his arm to block.
Nian Tong flicked his wrist in an extremely domineering manner, and the long stick turned over in his hand. He held the long stick and struck Ling Feng's arm continuously.
Ling Feng gritted his teeth and took a few steps back. Looking at his arm wrapped in a sweatshirt, he shivered in pain.
"I think it's your arm that explains it, or my iron rod is strong!" Nian Tong looked at Ling Feng and opened his mouth in mockery.
Ling Feng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and charged forward again. No matter what happened, he must not retreat. If he persisted for one more minute, he would win one more minute for Zhang Hai.
"Is this the end of Guizhou's skills?" Nian Tong looked at him with playful eyes. The iron rod in his hand turned and disappeared behind him. Before Ling Feng could react.
Suddenly, an iron rod appeared in his left hand and hit Ling Feng's head fiercely.
It is conceivable that if it were hit at once, Ling Feng's head would be like an exploding watermelon.
What Ling Feng is most angry about is not the one who wants to kill him, but the one who wants to disfigure his face. When this stick comes down, how will my face be distorted?
I would rather lose my arms and legs than have my face disfigured.
Ling Feng once again raised his arm, which was already in severe pain, to block the stick.
It is conceivable that no matter how hard your bones are, it will be miserable when faced with an iron rod.
Ling Feng was stunned in pain, and in an instant, Nian Tong kicked Ling Feng in the chest.
He spit out a mouthful of blood from Ling Feng and flew out.
"A defeated general is a defeated general after all. You will never have another chance to defeat me in this life. I really can't bear to let you die. I really want you to see with your own eyes how I torture your woman. Let you see with your own eyes, you
How the woman screamed under my crotch!" Nian Tong's face was ferocious. "With me here, none of you can even think of leaving!"
Ling Feng and Zhang Hai got out of the car and saw the murderous Nian Tong standing more than ten meters away in front of the car.
Nian Tong's current anger is beyond what Ling Feng can imagine. In order to protect Wendong, he mobilized a group of his elite forces. He would rather let the Qingtian Gang be destroyed than let Ling Feng do it.
Feng and the others attacked Wen Dong.
But in the end, he was defeated miserably, losing his wife and losing his troops. How could Nian Tong, who had always been proud, be able to swallow this sigh of relief? After learning the news that Wendong had been captured, he immediately came to intercept him.
Ling Feng frowned. Meeting Nian Tong at this time was definitely not something to be happy about. He twisted his eyes, exerted a slight force on his ankle, kicked out a stone on the ground with his toes, and covered his head.
Wen Dong, who climbed out of the carriage tremblingly, was knocked unconscious again.
He glanced at Zhang Hai from the corner of his eye, lowered his throat, and shouted in a low voice, "You run away with Wen Dong. You will be safe only if you return to the gang!"
"Brother Feng, what about you?"
"I'll stay to break up the queen!" Ling Feng looked at Nian Tong resolutely.
"Brother Feng..." Zhang Hai was naturally unwilling to agree. Everyone knew that Ling Feng was no match for Nian Tong. In the last battle, if Zi Yue hadn't come in time, Ling Feng would have been killed by Nian Tong.
Killed.
"This is an order!" Ling Feng interrupted without any explanation.
"It's a joke, you are defeated. I really don't know where you got the confidence to stay and break up the rear. Others may not dare to kill you, but I, Nian Tong, will never do it!" Nian Tong looked at Ling Feng with a ferocious smile.
He regrets it very much now. If it weren't for Sun Qi's timidity and fear of Ling Feng's background, the Qingtian gang's plan to intercept and kill Ling Feng was aborted. Otherwise, now that Qingtian helps him Nian Tong, he wouldn't be in this situation now.
Embarrassed.
"Then let's see if you have this ability!" Ling Feng violently pushed Zhang Hai back with his palm, and shot his body towards Nian Tong like an arrow from Li Xuan.
"Want to run? It's not that easy!" Nian Tong's pupils shrank, he squatted down, and jumped up suddenly. He directly avoided Ling Feng's attack and appeared behind Ling Feng, aiming directly at Zhang Hai.
Only by killing Zhang Hai first and then dealing with Ling Feng, then no one can take Wen Dong away.
Ling Feng missed a hit and realized something was wrong. He immediately clenched his fists, and the muscles in his arms were as tight as copper. He stepped forward with his left foot, stopping his body's forward momentum.
With a loud shout, his body shot back like a cannonball again, preventing Nian Tong from dealing with Zhang Hai who had no power to resist.
The electric confrontation between the two made Zhang Hai tremble all over and couldn't even lift his legs.
"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and run away with Wen Dong!" Ling Feng yelled angrily, dragging Nian Tong back so that he could not get close to Zhang Hai.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Zhang Hai stammered in response. He staggered back, picked up Wen Dong, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and put him on his shoulders.
"Brother Feng, hold on, I'll go back and bring you reinforcements!"
"Get out!" Ling Feng roared.
"In front of me, Nian Tong, can you leave if you want?" Nian Tong's eyes were sharp, and instead of entangled with Ling Feng, he came over to catch Zhang Hai again.
Ling Feng raised his hand and several minute hands shot out.
Nian Tong turned around in the air and directly avoided these flying needles.
"Nian Tong, your opponent is me. If you want to arrest someone, you have to step over my body!" Ling Feng lowered his head slightly, raised his eyes, and looked at him in a low voice.
"You are seeking death! You could have lived for a few more minutes. Well, now I will break your neck first and then grab the pustule!" Nian Tong's eyes were cold and the corners of his mouth turned up. He looked mockingly.
Holding Ling Feng, he waved his arm and revealed a telescopic stick more than three feet long.
"The debt between us should be settled thoroughly today!" Ling Feng took off his undershirt without the slightest fear and wrapped it around his right wrist.
Now is the time to put an end to the grudge between the two.
The two of them rushed toward each other at the same time, both exploding their maximum energy and colliding violently.
The skills displayed by the two people were unprecedented. If anyone watched it live, they would find that the current confrontation has basically exceeded the strength that the two of them usually show.
At this time, Ling Feng discovered that Nian Tong's best weapon was actually the stick in his hand.
Already strong in nature, coupled with this handy weapon, Ling Feng felt even more unable to parry Nian Tong's oppressive attack.
Bang!
Nian Tong used his stick to push away Ling Feng's blocking arm, turned around quickly, and hit Ling Feng's chest with the stick. Ling Feng hurriedly retracted his arm to block.
Nian Tong flicked his wrist in an extremely domineering manner, and the long stick turned over in his hand. He held the long stick and struck Ling Feng's arm continuously.
Ling Feng gritted his teeth and took a few steps back. Looking at his arm wrapped in a sweatshirt, he shivered in pain.
"I think it's your arm that explains it, or my iron rod is strong!" Nian Tong looked at Ling Feng and opened his mouth in mockery.
Ling Feng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and charged forward again. No matter what happened, he must not retreat. If he persisted for one more minute, he would win one more minute for Zhang Hai.
"Is this the end of Guizhou's skills?" Nian Tong looked at him with playful eyes. The iron rod in his hand turned and disappeared behind him. Before Ling Feng could react.
Suddenly, an iron rod appeared in his left hand and hit Ling Feng's head fiercely.
It is conceivable that if it were hit at once, Ling Feng's head would be like an exploding watermelon.
What Ling Feng is most angry about is not the one who wants to kill him, but the one who wants to disfigure his face. When this stick comes down, how will my face be distorted?
I would rather lose my arms and legs than have my face disfigured.
Ling Feng once again raised his arm, which was already in severe pain, to block the stick.
It is conceivable that no matter how hard your bones are, it will be miserable when faced with an iron rod.
Ling Feng was stunned in pain, and in an instant, Nian Tong kicked Ling Feng in the chest.
He spit out a mouthful of blood from Ling Feng and flew out.
"A defeated general is a defeated general after all. You will never have another chance to defeat me in this life. I really can't bear to let you die. I really want you to see with your own eyes how I torture your woman. Let you see with your own eyes, you
How the woman screamed under my crotch!" Nian Tong's face was ferocious.