"Ah!" Feng Chen's slap was not light, and the slap continued. The woman named Heisha finally couldn't help but scream.

How dare to spank her, it was the biggest insult in her life.

"Don't find yourself boring, you are not my opponent, get out!" Feng Chen hurled the girl and threw it out as if she was carrying garbage in his hand.

Hei Sha was thrown away by Feng Chen so randomly, and flew out two or three meters away, her face was almost squeezed out of water.

She was already very strong. It can be said that she had never had any hardships since she was a child. At this moment, Feng Chen saved it lightly, and how she could swallow it.

"Why are you still doing this? You can't hurry to get Heixa back!" Huo Yuan hurriedly scolded at the soldiers on the side.

Heisha was sitting on the ground, unable to move with hands or feet, the kind of humiliation beyond words.

She clearly felt a hot pain coming from her buttocks. Suddenly, she frowned, and felt a warm stream slowly flow out of it.

He bleeds? How could it bleed? How could this be?

Heisha's heart tightened and her eyelids jumped.

Fortunately, she wore a black suit, otherwise the truth would be obvious.

At this moment, Heisha has a stagnant water on his face. Theoretically, it is not his own physiological cycle, and the blood may not be a physiological reaction. What would it be?

"Does it mean ..." Thinking of here, Heixa's eyes lifted sharply, fierce light appeared in his eyes, his teeth danced, and he shouted at Feng Chen: "I want to kill you, I want to kill you!"

What Feng Chen doesn't know is that his own palm can break the black body of others. It can really be said that it is the virginity in the palm of the hand. Hit it, after all, where did he know that he slapped the most precious film of his family?

If he knew that he was so fierce that he had lost the most precious layer of his film, he wouldn't use so much energy.

"Let me go, let me go, I will kill you, I will kill you!" Hei Sha was erected by several soldiers, and she snarled at Feng Chen with a grimace.

"Sick you!" Feng Chen poked his lips and said in his heart, "Is there such a deep hatred between you and Lao Tzu? If it were not for the sake of being a woman, you would have been slapped with a slap." Yes, Lao Tzu hasn't killed you now, it's quite worthy of you, but how can he have this leisure energy and Lao Tzu whisper.

"Huh? Bleeding?"

Heisha was left by these soldiers. The light in the corner of his eyes saw a fresh blood stain on the ground. He frowned suddenly, but he didn't think about taking it. He remembered it very well. Hexa just now There was absolutely no trace of blood in the lying position.

And now, a pool of blood was clear in his eyes, but he didn't think about it, he was puzzled, and that's it.

"Everyone listens to Lao Tzu and hurts this person. Lao Tzu gives him the title. If anyone can kill this man, Lao Tzu gives him the title. If he captures this man, Lao Tzu will give him the king!"

Huo Yuan's eyes were filled with countless killings, and it was almost a quarter of an hour before and after this time. This man was still alive and well, he really couldn't help it, and his heart became increasingly restless.

Had it not been for the self-confident expressions on the faces of Qingyang Taoist and Gou Huadao, he would have been tempted to speak and let them both.

Under the so-called reward, there must be a brave husband. As Huo Yuan said, the soldiers under his eyes showed excitement.

At this moment, in their minds, there was only Fengjue, Fenghou, Fengwang, and no other information.

"Kill!"

Among the crowd, I don't know who took the lead and shouted such a voice. Suddenly, no matter whether it was the front yard or the back yard, even some of the guarded soldiers carried the sword towards Feng Chen and killed him.

These soldiers rushed over and appeared constantly beside Feng Chen, killing all on them, but they all went to these titles, thrones, and thrones.

After all, this opportunity is once in a lifetime!

Feng Chen and Li Mengshu were still back to back. The two of them had been surrounded by the soldiers. The water was leaking and they were surrounded by three layers inside and three outside.

"Wait a while! Please lean on me!" Feng Chen tightened the stick in her hand, pursed her lips, and directed Li Mengshu without turning her head.

"Brother Chen, you need to be more careful and find a chance to kill!" Li Mengshu Dai frowned and was surrounded by so many soldiers. She was not afraid in her heart. Then there is no foot hanging.

"They want to kill me, it's not that simple!"

Feng Chen looked at the soldier who was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers. There was no timidity in his eyes. He hadn't seen any scenes, let alone, there was only a group of young men who could work harder. How big a wave is coming.

If there are tens of thousands of soldiers, it may cause him a little fear, after all, his true yuan cannot be used now, and tens of thousands of soldiers are enough to pile him to death.

"Kill!" The soldiers rushed in from all directions, their voices deafening.

Feng Chen raised an eyebrow, his eyes flashed with a faint light, holding the wooden stick in his hand, a rushing king of spirit burst out from his body, carrying the wooden stick and greeted him.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Feng Chen rushed into the crowd and waved with a stick, catching whoever waved and whoever you were, pick up the one near you first.

As long as someone approached himself, he swiped directly with a stick, and his power was not light. As long as the soldiers hit by the dust stick were not able to fight again.

After several times, the crowd screamed endlessly.

These soldiers are under the dust stick, what resistance is there, not to mention resistance? Even the stick who avoided the dust can't do it. To put it bluntly, they have to be beaten.

Feng Chen came in and out a few times, and these guys were screamed by Feng Chen, and Feng Chen, with a pale cloud and light wind, shuttled back and forth among the crowd as he pleased, and no one could see the figure of Feng Chen directly. The blurred figure passed in front of his eyes, and then his head buzzed, and as soon as his eyes were darkened, he lay straight down, dying of life and death.

Some soldiers are more fortunate, but they were stunned by a stick. Some soldiers are not so lucky. The seeds of their heads are directly scooped, and blood sheds all over the ground.

Feng Chen's bravery, the soldiers who looked at him were trembling, his eyes were cyanotic, and his mouth drooled. If they were given a chance to choose again, they would never be so reckless and impulsive.

Some soldiers are smarter to learn, especially the kind of soldiers whose heads turn faster and more active. When they see the companion in front of them being beaten with a stick, his eyes are white, and his mother ’s thirty-seven twenty-one, first Lying down again, lying down can at least guarantee not to be beaten, but you can't escape that stick if you don't lie down.