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Chapter 390: The Tragic Showdown【13】

Feng's expression was very excited. Killing this leader would not only avenge Lie, but also capture the spirit of Feng Kingdom.

His body also moved towards the window, but no matter what, he couldn't do it.

Luo Liuling was not in a hurry to pop out the silver thread again. She looked at the window, changed her position, concentrated on it, and flicked it towards the window.

Hooked, Luo Liuling moved and crossed over the beam.[

She wanted to jump in, but she didn't expect that the window was still far away from her body.

"Eh."

A voice came, and Luo Liuling saw the man being pressed down by the fat man looking straight at the window with a surprised look on his face.

Oops, he was discovered. Luo Liuling flicked hard, and when the fat man turned around, his body went to the right, hooking his feet and holding on tightly.

The obese man turned around and saw nothing outside the window. He said in a hoarse voice: "Baby, what are you looking at?"

As soon as his voice fell, Luo Liuling broke through the window and came in, with a dagger flying straight out of his sleeve.

Before the obese man could react, the dagger was stabbed into his back, ripping open the skin and flesh.

When this move was successful, the silver thread in Luo Liuling's hand immediately popped out and wrapped tightly around the obese man's neck.

Pulling back hard, the obese man's body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground, with dust flying in the air.

The weak man in front of him immediately rolled up and looked at the fat man's expression of pain, his face all twisted together, looking very scary.

Before the weak man had time to scream, another man in black jumped out of the window, the tip of the sword in his hand pointed directly at his throat. At this second, all the blood of this weak man had solidified, and he could not scream anymore.

come out.

The obese man here didn't say a word, and was already solved by Luo Liuling's silver thread. Until he was about to die, the commander still didn't understand how he died. But he died like this before he showed his skills.

It's warped.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me."

The tip of Feng's sword swept away, and a cold air hit the frail man, making him tremble in fear. Before Feng Xiliang had time to make a move, there were soft footsteps coming from outside.
Chapter completed!
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