Chapter 92 Five-Year Big Ratio 3

Just as the big man shouted excitedly, Lin Feng gently shook his arm, not because he wanted to make a move, but because his arm was a little sore and sleepy and subconsciously moved.

However, this action shocked the guy opposite. The sweat on his forehead became more and more urgent, and his eyes did not dare to relax and stared at Lin Feng's broken sword, and his body even subconsciously stepped back.

Lin Feng stared at 63 speechlessly. After shaking his arm, his original full vigilance dropped a little.

After moving his wrist, Lin Feng restored the broken sword to its original state, and the two continued to confront each other.

The big man who was staring and was ready to see the master's tricks saw that the two returned to their original state, and he almost didn't come up and was suffocated to death. He stared at the two people on the stage angrily, and the big man cursed: "Are you two still fighting or not?" Don't roll down early and give it to others. If you want to play affectionately, don't you feel ashamed of the harm in public?!"

"That's it!" The audience, who were full of expectations, immediately complained. The area around the No. 1 ring suddenly became extremely noisy.

Lin Feng looked at the angry man speechlessly and once again felt that he was Dou E of the flying snow in June.

When the noise protrud below, Lin Feng felt wronged, and the No. 63, which was originally trembling little rabbit on the opposite, bounced from the ground like an arrow and shot at Lin Feng.

"Ah..." Looking at the rabbit suddenly becoming a hungry wolf, the people below couldn't help shouting and swallowing back the continuous swear words. Looking excitedly at the sick cat that turned into a tiger.

Lin Feng only felt a sharp sword spirit stabbing his neck fiercely. Shocked and angry, he subconsciously picked up the broken sword, and then naturally did it after nearly a million times of practice.

Although there is no Jianyuan, once this set of swordsmanship is used, it will explode with good power. When he was caught off guard on the 63rd, Lin Feng, who had performed his swordsmanship, had fiercely bumped into his arms.

"Brother, my swordsmanship is not good now, but hand-to-hand combat is still a strength!" Lin Feng thought that he was almost overshadowed by this guy and survived the strong wind and waves, but he almost capsized in this sewer, and his heart was furious. He hit No. 63's chest with a fierce elbow.

63 was shocked by the simple but smooth and perfect swordsmanship. Although he felt that the other party's sword was soft and weak, the sword was still picked up.

He was about to jump up and take over the sword flying into the air, but he saw that No. 36 threw away the sword and rushed over fiercely into his arms.

He was tragically elbowed to the ground, which had not yet been realized.

Even Lin Jian had been beaten by Lin Feng, who was close to melee, and had no power to fight back. This poor 63 was naturally more tragic and more unbearable.

"Wow..." It was not until Lin Feng elbowed No. 63 to the ground and sat on him that people around the ring reacted and made a shocking exclamation at the scene of the sudden reversal of the miracle.

The big man looked at Lin Feng with an excited face and said, "How's it going? I told him that he was a hidden master. Haha, I have a good vision." Ignoring the contemptuous eyes of the people around him, the big man was more excited than Lin Feng.

Looking at No. 63, who changed from a hungry wolf to a little white rabbit, from a fierce tiger to a sick cat, and looked at the fearful expression on his face, thinking that he was almost killed by the sinister shade, the anger in Lin Feng's heart became more and more fierce, and he punched the little white rabbit in the face. He said angrily, "Say, Pret to be small and pretend to be pitiful.

Blood rushed out of No. 63's nose, like a small fountain.

"Wow...it's so violent!" The people below are getting more and more excited.

"I told you to miss me." Another punch was hit hard. I don't know why, when he saw this guy's poor face, Lin Feng thought that the wind was sick, and his anger erupted like a volcano.

"Oh, it's so bloody. They are so scared!" A cute little girl quickly covered her eyes and got into the arms of the handsome man next to her, secretly seeing it with relish from her open hand seams.

"It's too man!" The previous big man was even more excited, as if he was Lin Feng.

"Call you to have a bad heart, human face and beast heart!" The more he looked at it, the more angry he became. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Lin Feng punched him fiercely again.

Stimulated by this exclamation, the spectators around the ring also crowded over, and then the girls were coquettish that the man was too violent and barbaric, just like a gorilla. The men echoed casually, but they all bent down and punched a few times.

He was still not relieved. Looking at No. 63 and was about to admit defeat, Lin Feng slapped his mouth and looked at the little Lori struggling under the strange palm. He said with a gentle and extremely obscene tone with a smile, "Since your city is so deep, such a** person, the young master today It will definitely make you feel very comfortable before you leave, otherwise how can it be right for you?

Ignoring the excited people around him, Lin Feng smiled and covered the guy who was more gloomy than him in one hand, and greeted the painful but not fatal part of his body with the other hand.

Tears of pain on the 63rd are about to flow out. He looked at Lin Feng with his eyes, but he couldn't shout out.

"I wanted to teach you a lesson casually. But I'm not satisfied with your performance." Lin Feng looked at No. 63's eyes and said gently, "I must hit the people around you this time until you dare not treat me like you again."

Looking at No. 63's doubtful eyes, Lin Feng smiled slightly: "You pretended me not to be angry before. This is also a strategy of martial arts competition, and I'm also using it. But what made me angry was that you stabbed straight into my throat. If I couldn't avoid it, I would definitely die. After that, you were hit and instantly regained your harmless and pitiful appearance. Ya, your mind is too dark, too fierce, too deep and too poisonous.

Lin Feng shook his head and punched the farmer's three fists fiercely: "Do you really think I'm a fool?"

"Lin Jianlin, Long and Lin Hu, which one is your boss?" Lin Feng said disdainfully, "Before the game, you agreed that whoever meets me will show me weakness first, and then kill me when I am unprepared. Anyway, it can be said that the ring is ruthless and the sword has no eyes. At that time, I will die in vain, right? It's clear that you can't move me, so come here. Hey hey, what a good trick!"

After hearing Lin Feng's words on 63, the pitiful expression on his face disappeared in an instant. He looked at Lin Feng viciously, and then suddenly showed a very happy laugh.

"Well, it's still tested by you." Lin Feng shook his head with a sigh. Then his fist became more and more vicious and violent: "Since I know that I don't have Jianyuan, it doesn't matter. I just need you to understand a truth. Whether there is Jianyuan or not, I'm not something you can provoke. This time it's cheaper for you, and there will be another time. Lin Feng punched No. 63 in the abdomen, and then punched his lungs fiercely, breaking his three ribs. He said gently, "Next time it will be your neck."

Langling the hand that covered No. 63, Lin Feng slowly stood up and looked at No. 63, which instantly turned into a shrimp. Lin Feng kicked his balls fiercely. Well, of course, we won't kick him. Lin Feng is a kind person.

Picking up the broken sword on the ground, Lin Feng did not look at No. 63, who was suffering, covering his stomach, covering his head and covering his chest, standing quietly at the exit of the ring, and looked fixedly at the old man with a calm expression. Well, I don't know how to cover these four places at the same time on No. 63. Anyway, they are all covered. I don't know whether you believe it or not. Anyway, I believe it.

"No. 36 wins." The old man looked at Lin Feng with a mysterious face and announced with a smile.

Ignoring the boos and praise around him, Lin Feng walked down the ring with his head held high.

Several people in the crowd looked at Lin Feng with a sinister expression. Seeing that Lin Feng had left, they quickly ran up to the ring and lifted the unlucky man.

"Well, damn it." Lin Feng's surface is light, but his heart is extremely bitter: "This time, we have to refine four [Jianyuan Dan] as soon as possible to restore its strength. Hand-to-hand combat is okay, but they suppressed me with a sword from the beginning, and I was miserable!"

The game continues.

Lin Feng's eyes quietly swept around. Seeing the people around him who saw that he was better scattered like a ghost, he frowned and shook his head with a bitter smile, but he didn't care much in his heart. Anyway, my reputation has stinked. Let's break it.

Looking around and seeing Lin Menger standing on platform 5, Lin Feng quickly squeezed over.

The fierce name has been far away, Lin Feng is everywhere, the crowd is scattered, and it is fast to squeeze over, and it is not difficult.

Lin Menger stood quietly in the middle of the ring in white. Her cold temperament added a sense of heroism, which made her more and more like a fairy in heaven, and she did not eat the fireworks of the world.

His opponent looked at him with infatuation, and then stabbed him with a straight sword. However, everyone can see that the strength of the sword is so weak that it is estimated that even an ant can't be killed.

Lin Menger frowned and looked at the stabbed sword without any reaction. She stood there quietly, allowing the sword to point to her shoulder and draw the sword out. The sword light flashed and fixedly pointed to the man's throat.

The man lowered his sword and head in frustration, looked at Lin Menger's fairy-like beauty reluctantly, and walked down the ring reluctantly.

Lin Menger's face was still extremely cold, as if she didn't realize it, and there was no fluctuation.