Seeing Zhang Zhihui turn his attention to him, Zhang Zhiming knew in his heart that he was asking himself whether he should continue to take action. After a quick spin in his mind, he nodded gloomily to Zhang Zhihui, and at the same time, he moved forward.
He took two steps and mobilized his whole body's energy. If Leng Xuan was really a cultivator, he would have taken action quickly to help Zhang Zhihui deal with the opponent. After receiving Zhang Zhiming's confirmation, Zhang Zhihui turned around and continued walking towards Leng Xuan.
However, at this time, he had already raised his whole body's guard and walked forward carefully. When the two sides were only two steps away, Zhang Zhihui let out a sinister laugh and suddenly raised his hand to strike at Leng Xuan. Facing the approaching
After the attack, Leng Xuan's expression remained unchanged and he still stood there upright.
There was only a 'bang' sound, and Leng Xuan's body was knocked out by a strong force and fell heavily to the ground. Suddenly, severe pain spread from all parts of the body to Leng Xuan's brain nerves. Leng Xuan's brain nerves.
Xuan felt as if his body was about to fall apart. He groaned, then struggled to get up from the ground, looking at Zhang Zhihui with cold eyes.
Zhang Zhihui's blow just now was actually just a test, and he didn't use much force. However, he didn't expect Leng Xuan to be so careless. He suddenly became happy and laughed loudly: "Damn, I thought Duo Niubi turned out to be a idiot.
Leng Xuan, I didn’t expect you would be here today, right? Haha, are you regretting offending me now?”
Leng Xuan remained calm, stretched out his hand to wipe away a trace of blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Do you regret it? Haha, the word regret has never appeared in my dictionary."
"Fuck!" Zhang Zhihui said in a ferocious voice: "You are so stubborn when you are about to die. It seems that you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. I said, I won't let you die so easily, I will let you die slowly.
Taste the pain." As he finished speaking, he kicked the standing Leng Xuan to the ground again.
Leng Xuan lay on the ground, and the heartbreaking pain eroded his nerves again and again. His throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out. However, at this time, Leng Xuan suddenly felt a pain in his body.
It was as if every cell and meridians in the body were expanding, as if something was about to break through the restraints. Leng Xuan gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground again. However, as soon as he stood up, Zhang Zhihui's fist had already fallen.
After Leng Xuan was knocked down to the ground, a strange look appeared on his face. Because he didn't feel any pain from Zhang Zhihui's attack this time. What was going on? He was confused, and in order to verify that it was not the case just now,
He immediately stood up and faced Zhang Zhihui's attack.
Zhang Zhihui did not hesitate, and kicked Leng Xuan in the lower abdomen. Leng Xuan took a few steps back before he stopped. He looked at his body in surprise. This time, he still didn't feel anything.
However, the swelling and pain in the body became more and more obvious. What on earth is going on? Just when he was puzzled, Zhang Zhiming said: "Second brother, stop playing around and deal with him quickly.
To avoid long nights and many dreams." For some reason, Zhang Zhiming always felt that Leng Xuan was not a simple person, and even made him feel a little bit of danger. If such a person was a friend, it would be okay, but if he was an enemy, he would never allow him to exist. Thinking of this
Leng Xuan might be rescued, so he desperately wanted to kill him.