Feng Yingyong glanced at the people following him from the corner of his eye, and he became even more furious.
It was obvious that Fang Wenzhong's short visit had achieved great results, and many of the people following him began to show timidity.
Even Feng Ying Qinglian looked at him with a look of surprise on his face, and said in a low voice: "Brother... Yang He and the others won't really come to kill them, right?"
"Why, are you scared?" Feng Yingyong was out of breath, and the anger in his heart could be imagined. He said with a sullen face, "You still have time to regret it now."
"I...of course I didn't mean that." Feng Ying Qinglian said sarcastically, "I'm afraid that if they really attack, what will we do? Ruo'er will definitely not let me go."
"It's good to know that she won't let you go. Then why don't you quickly let your people deal with it with all their strength? If they let them attack, you will be the first to suffer." Feng Yingyong said coldly.
"Then...I'll arrange the manpower right now." Feng Ying Qinglian's body trembled. She didn't expect that she would also be afraid of a day.
Feng Yingyong nodded: "Remember, no matter what, we can't let them attack, otherwise, we will all be unlucky, you know?"
Feng Ying Qinglian swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded: "I understand."
After saying that, he glanced at Fang Wenzhong upstairs, glanced at Hu Feng on the side, and then hurriedly left with about ten people.
On the side, Li Henian frowned slightly when he saw Feng Ying Qinglian leaving. He looked at Feng Yong and said in a low voice: "Master, can you please let Miss Qinglian go alone?"
"What's wrong?" Feng Yingyong glanced at Fang Wenzhong upstairs from the corner of his eye, and asked lightly with a murderous intent in his eyes. "What's the problem?"
"I'm afraid...Miss Qinglian will run away without a fight." Li Henian said after hesitating for a moment.
"She dares!" Feng Yingyong sneered, "Although the world is big, there is no place for her anymore, except Blue River Manor. Where else can she go?"
Hearing this, Li Henian nodded, then looked at Fang Wenzhong upstairs and whispered: "Sir, this old guy Fang Wenzhong has shrunk behind the crowd, but no matter what, we must deal with him as soon as possible.
Otherwise, when Ning Yi and others arrive, we will be attacked from both sides and from both sides. The situation may not be favorable for us."
"This old man is stubborn, I'm going to kill him." Feng Yingyong was reminded by Li Henian, and all of a sudden, old and new hatreds surged into his heart.
He stepped forward, directed towards the stairs, and shouted: "Fang Wenzhong, I will give you one more chance, will you surrender?"
"Hey!" He was answered by a brick thrown at him with fighting spirit.
Feng Yingyong waved his hand and instantly grabbed the brick in the air. With a slight exertion of his wrist, the brick immediately turned into a ball of powder.
"Looking for death!" Feng Yingyong suddenly had murderous intent in his eyes. He glanced sideways at Li Henian and said, "I will come down with Fang Wenzhong's head later, and you will lead the attack."
After saying that, he pointed his toes, jumped into the air, and flew to the second floor like lightning.
The floor of the training base is two meters higher than the ordinary floor. It is more than five meters high, but in Feng Yingyong's eyes, it is not a problem at all.
But as soon as he jumped up, the people above him threw all kinds of things at him at the same time.
Bricks, iron rods, chairs, stones, and even worse, a whole can of boiling water was poured down.
There were too many things, and it was really not easy for Feng Yingyong to avoid them, especially the boiling water. This thing really made people speechless.
Fortunately, he had already expected that he would be surrounded, so when he reached the air, he immediately drew his sword and slashed towards the position where Fang Wenzhong was standing just now.
"Boom!" In an instant, twelve afterimage knives sprinkled down the corridor on the third floor like splashing ink.
Each afterimage knife is like a grenade exploding in mid-air.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
They exploded one after another in the specially thickened corridor on the third floor.
In an instant, the originally complete corridor fence on the third floor collapsed. It was half a meter thick. The specially reinforced fence was still unable to block Feng Yingyong's extremely powerful afterimage knife.
The cement and steel bars mixed with some people standing in the aisle suddenly fell down.
In the blink of an eye, at least four or five people screamed and fell from the third floor, which was nearly eight meters high.
There was a cruel smile on Feng Yingyong's face. After he succeeded in the attack, he had to reach out and climb on the steel bars of the iron fence on the second floor because he needed to change his breath.
Of course, exchanging interest does not mean that it will affect his ability to climb up again.
Feng Yingyong decided to kill Fang Wenzhong in one go, because the afterimage knife just missed Fang Wenzhong, or maybe it hit, but he escaped.
He had to kill Fang Wenzhong with his own hands to relieve the hatred in his heart.
But just as he was about to climb on the net again, a manor guard who fell from above stretched out his hand and grabbed a protruding stone, and his body just happened to swing to Feng Yingyong's side.
As soon as he saw Feng Yingyong, he knew that he was facing a dead end. Then he gritted his teeth and suddenly let go of the stone he was holding on to. He made a leap, hugged Feng Yingyong's body tightly, kicked off his feet, and the two of them were at the same time.
Fall.
Feng Yingyong had just used the Afterimage Knife. Although it did not affect his ability to continue to use some of his skills and actions, his body could not bear being suddenly hugged and thrown like this.
He was suddenly dragged and thrown to the cement floor on the first floor.
"boom!"
Feng Yingyong still resisted in mid-air, turned over abruptly, and threw the manor guard holding him to the ground like a meat pad.
The other party made a snap, and his whole body arched up in pain, and he suddenly passed out, but Feng Yingyong himself was not much better.
Of course, his cultivation level was too high, and the air shield automatically opened to help him relieve most of the collision force, but this fall was not light.
The pain made him grimace for a while.
After all, the place where he fell was four to five meters high, and he had no defense.
"Bastard!" He looked at the manor guard on the ground who was vomiting blood and unconscious, and swung his sword and killed him.
"Master!" Li Henian shouted with concern from behind.
Feng Yingyong waved his hand: "I'm fine, pass on the order. Kill without mercy!"
After saying that, he punched away the rocks that fell from upstairs. His eyes showed a ferocious look.
Staring at the door of the training base, he opened his arms like a big cross, then shook his fists violently, and then two groups of green fighting energy instantly enveloped his fists.
Pointing his toes, he swept his body and slammed into the tightly closed iron door like lightning.
With his level of cultivation, he should have no problem blasting open this seemingly reinforced iron gate.
"Open!" he roared, and his fist slammed on the iron door with the style of hunting fist and the violent fighting spirit.
"Chichi!"
The moment his fist touched the iron door, Feng Yingyong felt something was wrong and hurriedly retracted his fist because he suddenly saw the iron wire wrapped around it, but it was already too late, his fist had already touched the iron door.
Immediately, a blue arc of light suddenly burst out, crawling from his fingertips to his elbows, from his elbows to his arms, and then spread all over his body in an instant.
My whole body became numb all of a sudden!
Damn it, this is a high-voltage wire, you bastards.
"Ah!" Feng Yingyong shouted. Fighting energy poured out. With the force of the counter-shock, his entire body flew several meters away and fell to the floor. He narrowly escaped from the high-voltage wire and retrieved it.
One life.
But as soon as he fell to the ground, a lot of things were smashed down from upstairs. They all landed directly on him with a crackle.
Although the air shield protected him.
But this look was quite embarrassing. Not only was his hair standing on end due to the electric shock, his entire face was also burned like black coals, and black gas came out from his mouth.
"Master..." Li Henian's eyes widened when he saw it. He rushed up and dragged him to a safe area.
Feng Yingyong's whole body was numb and his limbs were stiff now. It took him a while to recover.
Fortunately, his cultivation level is high enough, otherwise, he would have gone to see the Lord of Hell by now.
He looked up at Li Henian who looked concerned, punched the ground, and yelled: "Why are you standing there, kill them all!"
Li Henian nodded, looked at the subordinates who were staring blankly at the side, and shouted: "Are you stupid? Didn't you hear what the master of the family said? Come on."
The group of people were stunned for a moment, but then they reacted.
"Kill!" One by one, they waved their sabers, drove up long ladders and began to attack.
Naturally, Fang Wenzhong and others were not to be outdone, and immediately relied on their height to block them from a high position.
"Second Miss, they are almost here. If you hold on, they will be finished." Fang Wenzhong shouted loudly. After saying that, he picked up an iron pipe, filled with fighting spirit, and smashed it towards a man who was driving a long ladder like lightning.
On the manor guard.
Li Henian glanced at it, jumped up, and rushed to the second floor like lightning. He grabbed the iron fence, chopped off the padlock of the escape door, pushed open the escape door, and rushed directly to the corridor on the second floor.
Then the sword flew out and chopped down a manor guard who came to block it. After landing, he punched out again, knocking down three or four people, and then attacked towards the safety stairs.
As long as he cuts off the power and opens the door, the people inside will become turtles in the jar.
A middle-aged man in his fifties hugged the manor guard who was chopped down with a knife and fell to the ground crying: "Son... you can't die!"
After crying for a while, he stared at Li Henian's back with scarlet eyes. Then he stood up suddenly, picked up his son's sword from the ground, and rushed towards Li Henian: "Li Henian, you bastard, you did it all by yourself.
from..."
He said and slashed with the knife.
Li Henian turned around when he heard the sound, dwarfed, reversed the sword like lightning, and stabbed the middle-aged man's chest with the sword, then pushed the middle-aged man against the wall, opened his eyes wide, and shouted in a deep voice: "He Laoer
, I didn’t expect you to dare to participate in the rebellion.”
"Li Henian, you are just a dog that the Lin family doesn't want."
"Seeking death!" Li Henian turned the tip of his sword, drew out the sword like lightning, and then kicked the middle-aged man away.
Seeing that the other party had stopped moving, he immediately turned around and walked towards the safety stairs again.
"If you don't want to die, just get out of my way!" Li Henian's fighting spirit condensed, and instantly the bright yellow fighting spirit overflowed, and he slowly moved forward with a compelling momentum. (To be continued...)