[69 Book Bar-www.] The bright moonlight shines on the bright steel knife, making it even more cold and invisibly revealing a sense of coldness.

This steel knife is so familiar, Ling Feng certainly recognizes it. It was a martial poisonous person. It turned out that he had come a long time ago and had been staying in Yao Xinrou's room. How about Xinrou? Is there anything wrong?

His concern for Xinrou was far beyond his own. Looking at the steel knife on his neck, Ling Feng still had no fear. The worst result was death? What's there to be afraid of!

He glanced coldly at the hideous and terrifying Wu Du, and stepped into the room with disdain. The sharp steel knife could not help but leave a mark on his neck.

"Brother Ling Feng!" Yao Xinrou, who was in the room, looked at the blood that was sliding down Ling Feng's neck and couldn't help but exclaim.

Ling Feng seemed to have forgotten the pain. It was enough to hear her nervous voice, at least she could be sure that she was still alive and was still alive.

He turned his head to look at Yao Xinrou, and saw a little blood on the corner of her mouth, and half of the Xipa on her head still covered the top of her head. Could it be that she still couldn't bear to let go, so she let Wu Du plot against it?

Then he looked at a pool of blood on the ground. The blood was splashing on the ground. Following the direction of the blood, you could directly find the Martial Poison. I saw that there were five or six flying star darts in Wu Du’s chest, and the blood was still following him.

His chest kept dripping down, and the blood was black, and it must have been poisoned.

Ling Feng smiled faintly. He was finally able to worry about it now. He bent down quickly. Without paying attention to Wu Du, he escaped from his steel knife, and then quickly pulled out his previously hidden ones from his waist.

The fine steel soft sword suddenly stabbed at the Martial Poison.

This speed was done in one go, and the Martial Poison was unprepared. He always thought that Ling Feng was just a stinky brat who knew how to do martial arts, but he didn't expect that the soldier would look at him with admiration after three days of separation!

The sword actually stabbed Wu Du's shoulder without any bias and picked a piece of his flesh.

"Brother Ling Feng, it's so good!" Yao Xinrou couldn't help but clapped her hands and praised.

Ling Feng glanced at Yao Xinrou gently, then turned his head and looked at Wu Du coldly, and said, "It's not good! I actually stabbed it just now! I should have stabbed directly into his chest! I took his life!"

The Martial Poison Strike pointed at Ling Feng and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to escape from under my steel knife. I underestimate you!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly and said sternly: "Martial Poison! You harmed my sister Xu'er and asked her to kill people again and again. As a result, she fell deeper and deeper, leaving her no way back. Finally, she chose to commit suicide. Today, I, Ling Feng, must have

I will take your life to avenge her!”

"Avenge?" Wu Du sneered and said disdainfully: "Just rely on you! It's simply a delusion!"

"If you can't report it, you have to report it! Death!" Ling Feng shouted loudly, holding the soft steel sword in his hand tightly and stabbed it quickly at the Martial Poison, and his moves were directly at his deadly point, each of which was better than the previous one.

More powerful, all moves are fatal.

Since Lin Xuer left him, Ling Feng has practiced diligently every day, hoping that one day he could kill the Martial Poison for her and avenge her!

This day finally came, and he had been waiting for a long time!

Ling Feng's sword attacked over the head. This was faster and more cruel than the war poison at the beginning. If he hadn't been poisoned by Yao Xinrou's flying star dart in the room before, these tricks wouldn't have been

His opponent, and now the poison of the Flying Star Dart is running rapidly in his body. I don’t know when the poison will die. He knows that his junior sister Xinrou is the number one poisoning expert in the world. I guess this poison must be used again

Something strange is made of, but it is difficult to detoxify!

In desperation, Wu Du was ready to force his magic skills to use his magic skills! He burned his jade! He shouted coldly and cut off the soft sword that Ling Feng attacked again.

The force was extraordinary. Ling Feng couldn't help but shook a few steps back. Yao Xinrou hurriedly held him, and then shot out several poisonous silver needles. Each poisonous silver needle actually penetrated the tightly held Wu Du's hand.

The steel knife then shot straight into his chest.

Wu Du couldn't help but look at the extremely poisonous silver needles that Yao Xinrou shot on him in surprise. This force could even penetrate the steel knife that cut iron like mud, which shows how deep her internal strength is!

It turns out that she is really the successor of the Poison King. Not only did she gain his poison skills, but she also inherited his internal strength.

If this is the case, even if he fights to the death, he will not be won. Even if he wins, he may accidentally lose his mind and kill his favorite Yao Xinrou due to the magic skill. Then he will gradually become crazy and be deviled.

The backlash of effort.

"Soft heart..."

"Brother Ling Feng..."

Ling Feng and Yao Xinrou looked at each other and called out each other's names. For the first time, they felt so friendly!

This soft call made Wu Du even more jealous and hated. His only remaining right hand clenched his fist, "I want to kill you!"

The anger like a volcano made Wu Du excited. He pushed his palm hard, and the palm wind stormed everything in the room like thunder and rain, making people feel a little unsteady.

He smiled bloodthirstyly, and the cold and roaring palm wind suddenly pushed towards Yao Xinrou and Ling Feng, shouting coldly: "Five Poison Palms!"

Seeing this scene, Ling Feng knew that if he was hit by Martial Poison like this, maybe he and Yao Xinrou would be dead. I guess Martial Poison had also used his last killer move.

If one of the two people insisted on having one to sacrifice, then he would rather be him, and he had a decision in his heart, so he stood in front of Yao Xinrou without any hesitation.

A heavy palm suddenly hit his back, and Ling Feng spat out a mouthful of blood. For the first time, he felt so weak in his whole body, and his whole soul seemed to have been drained. For the first time, he felt that Li Death was so

The nearest.

"Brother Ling Feng, why! Why do you block that for me? Why!" Yao Xinrou looked at Ling Feng who was lying on her and was hit by a palm, and said in panic.

Ling Feng smiled happily, but he did it. For the sake of the person he liked, "What else can you do? You are my wife. As your husband, can you still stand by and watch while watching you in danger?"

"Brother Ling Feng, what did you say?" Yao Xinrou thought that if she didn't show up, she should laugh or cry.

"I said you are my wife, you are my wife that I, Ling Feng, cannot give up. How can I watch you again... go and die for me..." As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Feng collapsed

On the ground, there was no pulse or breathing, and only a ball of black gas was left floating on his face.

"Your wife?" Yao Xinrou hugged Ling Feng's body tightly and shook it constantly, "Brother Ling Feng, you can't die! You can't die! You haven't lifted the joyful hand on Xinrou's head with your own hands, you

How can I die! I still want to be your wife!"

"He actually has the courage to bear my Five Poison Palm alone! It really makes me look at me with admiration! It seems that he really loves you!" Wu Du looked at Ling Feng who could no longer move, and smiled bloodthirstyly, as if he had already put himself on him.
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