Start to activate the replication system

At this moment, Lin Feng is very fast, and it is almost unclear to human naked eye, but after having strengthening the abilities, Joe is to lock the gas machine in Lin Feng.

Although there is still no way to learn the speed of Lin Feng, Joe Shu believes that his movements are absolutely better than Lin Feng.

The speed does not represent the attack!

Taiji pays attention to slow and slow, the force is fierce, just soft and morally;

After decades of practice, Qi Shu has been in order to be a master level.

"come on!"

He has achieved it!

Suddenly, he felt a dangerous breath from his back.

This stock is very weak. If it is not the words of Qiao Shu full God, I thought this is my illusion.

But he believes his intuitive!

The muscles under the foot suddenly burst into powerful power, and Qiao Shu actually rushed to a few meters in a short moment!

"what?"

Qiao Shu heard a suspected voice.

then--

Hey -! !

Blood splattered sound!

Qiao Shu only felt that his back statue was brushed by the breeze, only I feel a cool feeling.

But he knows that he is afraid of being seriously injured!

He dare not confidence with his face!

how come?

No matter how powerful people, no matter how fast your speed is, you have always had a difficult dilemma.

That is the resistance!

This world is like a huge cage, sleeping all human beings, and hinders humanity.

The air is something that blocks the speed of humanity.

If you are too fast, it will generate resistance. This resistance will cause wind.

Simply, if you are running fast, there is a wind around, and the faster, the bigger the wind.

Qiao Shuyuan is also preparing to guess Lin Feng's actions, but he doesn't know that this time is standing in Lin Feng.

After all, this abilities are called the guardian!

Qiao Shu turned, seeing a fierce young man with ice glance with ice-cold rays, his face, his face is completely two extremes, but this kind of thing appears at the same time.

This man is too difficult to provoke!

But sitting is not your own style!

Qiao Shu quickly touched the muscles next to her wound, preventing the blood loss and weak, and the mouth shouted:

"kill!"

When you step on the step, close the explosive force makes Joe's long in just a short time, even if there is no time, it is close to Lin Feng!

There is no weapon in his hand, his fist is its best weapon.

"Dragon"! "

Qiao Shu took out the strength from his fists, a pair of fists is a bip of a helix drill, straight down to the chest of Lin Feng.

This punch is in the middle, and the Qiao Shu Dao guarantees that the Lin Feng will die on the spot!

The internal organs will be smashed by his pair of iron fists, sprayed out from his mouth, at least three meters away.

But he saw the cold and smile of the role of the rope.

Ding--

The sun shines, and the

Joe is big!

His body, why is it so weak?

The speed suddenly slowed down and even felt that his fist became weak.

how come?

what happened?

What is the ring?

This is the most authentic idea in his brain.

But unfortunately, he didn't have a chance to think about the third question.

"cut--!!"

Lin Feng handed down the knife and simple.

The blood blade is like a large watermelon, an instant, and the red white sprayed!

Under this situation, Lin Feng gently killed Joe.

Snapped!

Joe's half of the head fell to the ground, a pair of eyes wanted huge, like an anger and unwillingness that contained the world's most distortion.

But he is still dead, and he is killed by Lin Feng!

Since the moment of his injured, the result is destined.

Originally Lin Feng is ready to directly kill this person, but did not think of his strength is good, actually avoiding his first round of attack, no waist, just cut a depth There is only two centimeters of mouth.

Such wounds are definitely unfamiliar, but there is a ringer in Lin Feng.

This thing can learn from others' vitality.

This amplitude is not big, but it is very deadly in battle!

Qiao Shu was originally fighting, and after being counted, he died.

After all, Lin Feng and the strength gap between Uncle Qiao is still too big!

"If you are a dragon's blood, I have gone to run, but unfortunately, you don't."

Lin Feng ruthlessly looked at this head, whispered.

The audience is silent.

From Lin Feng action, to kill Joe, a total of less than a minute.

Everyone slammed their breath and did not dare to speak.

"who is the next?"

Lin Feng looked around and asked softly.

Obviously, it is still a living person, just a shackles, it becomes a body.

Ye Feng felt the vulnerability of life.

Unusimeters are not a weak, but the most powerful person around him.

He was sent by his father, and the purpose is to protect his own safety, and it also takes care of himself and guides its role.

Ye Feng knows that he is not very perfect. There will always be some leaks when doing things, and even a lot of disadvantages.

But he is not afraid.

Because he has the existence of Qiaoxu behind him.

As long as Joe is still there, he will safe.

but now……

Joe is dead!

The scarlet blood is still braving, and the smell of the smell makes him halo.

He is full of fear!

A handsome face suddenly became distorted.

"What are you still stun! Hurry and stop this person!"

Ye Feng played, and he wanted to let these will help himself down.

But he only knows that he is very scared, and he did not expect those generals to be more fearful than yourself.

"Run ..."

"God ...!"

......

A group of people instantly became a group, and a group of dogs were like a dog.

This only left Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's face was pale.

He knows his strength, it is definitely not the opponent of Joe.

However, even Joe is easy to solve by Lin Feng three, it is easy to solve, and he is afraid that it will be killed.

He dare not take risks.

"Dark Wei!"

Ye Feng called out a final card!

As he had some hoarse voice, a few figures appeared from afar.

They are the relatives of Ye Feng, and these people are called assassins in Lin Fengyou.

Ye Feng was surprised, found that the number of assassins here was only half.

"how come……"

Even your own dear fleeted halfway?