Experts from the outside world in the previous life will more or less know how to add internal strength to the fist, which will double the attack power on the fist. A person without the slightest internal strength wants to take it without injury. Possible thing.
Feng Yinglin obviously didn't know how to use this gang energy, if he added a trace to his fist just now, Wu Ling would have already lost.
Wu Ling secretly cried out for luck, and at the same time secretly laughed: Such a good thing is regarded as a status symbol and a frightening thing by the warriors of this world. It is really ignorant and ignorant.
Wu Ling smiled secretly in his heart, but his face was not pretty. Although Fengying Lin Gang was weak, the pressure from him should not be underestimated.
Naturally, this pressure could not escape Xie Yuyan’s eyes. The corners of Xie Yuyan’s mouth rose slightly and smiled contemptuously. At this moment, the pressure around Wu Ling was gone, but Feng Yinglin blushed and panted. Both legs trembled.
The qi radiating from Xie Yuyan quickly surrounded Fengyinglin’s qi, continuously suppressing and suppressing, the sharply compressed air current screamed like an electric current, scurrying around Fengyinglin’s body, just like a formation A real vacuum zone.
Fengyinglin's handsome and evil face was suddenly distorted and ugly: "Yi, Bone, Four, Layers!" Every time Fengyinglin said a word, Fengyinglin had to pause, as if for him, the words had become too. An extravagant hope shows how much pressure he was under at this time.
"Let's go!" Fengyinglin shouted with the last trace of strength, and after walking a few steps, he half turned his head, "Wu Ling, you are just a waste material after all!"
This is exactly what Yuntong and Beitangqiu are looking for. Yun Tong covered his face with his left hand, and took the lead. He was about to push away the crowd and flee.
"Wait!" Wu Ling said this sound, "Just now you said that I would only stand behind a woman? You are the one who said that I can only be a waste material in my life?" Wu Ling struggled from Jie Yu Yanhuai. He came out in the middle, clutching his injured butt with his left hand and pointing at Yuntong with his right finger. He looked very funny. He limped to Yuntong and said, "I want to fight you, right now!"
Jie Yuyan reacted swiftly, and in a blink of an eye she held Wu Ling in her arms. Her two dark eyes were full of spiritual energy, and she was looking at Wu Ling nervously at the moment.
Her eyes were very anxious and reproached, "Brother Wu Ling, you are seriously injured, so don't worry about these deflated groups. Tell me who you want to beat, and I will help you out!"
Yuntong’s fat body rolled over like a ball of meat, and his face was full of fat, squeezing the eyes of two mice into two small slits, and the pride shot through these two slits seemed to be able to squeeze Wu Ling. Swallowed: "I heard you right! You want to duel with me? According to the law of the nobility of our Wufeng Principality, the duel is not allowed to ask for help, and the duel is reckless. The dueling party is not allowed to let his family members die or be injured. Retaliation. Okay, I take your challenge. I said you are a waste material, and you are a waste material. I, Yuntong, is an honest nobleman. How can I say anything false?"
Xie Yuyan was anxious, with a pair of pretty eyes bursting with cold light, and gently let go of Wu Ling, her right arm was like a light snake, and she quickly struck Yuntong's throat: "You dare? I'll take you away first!"
Yun Tong was too late to react, only to see the white shadow flashing, a scent of fragrant wind hit, and the throat had been strangled. Yuntong took a greedily sip of aroma, and the sneer piled up under his face was extremely harsh: "It is Wu Ling who is going to duel with me, not you Jie Yuyan! You kill me now, and the laws of the principality will also. Kill. Kill. Kill. you."
Xie Yuyan was extremely angry, and the strength in her hand gradually changed from one point to five points; from five points to ten points.
"Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!"
With five crisp sounds, five blood-red palm prints appeared on Yuntong's greasy face. Rao Yuntong is not ashamed of his shame, and is proficient in the laws of the principality, yet he is a little scared at this moment. Who knows if this mad woman will kill him for his brother.
Yun Tong ignored the pain on his face and looked at Fengyinglin in a blink of an eye. Among these people, Fengyinglin was the only one who was barely Xie Yuyan's opponent.
Feng Yinglin's face was indifferent, and there were no waves on his knife-cut face, but the joy in his heart was like a storm hitting the shore. The current situation, no matter how it develops in any direction, will benefit him without any harm.
The best result was that Xie Yuyan killed Yun Tong with a single punch, and that Xie Yuyan would undoubtedly die. If this is the case, the Wufeng Competition in half a year will be his world again.
The next result was a duel between Yun Tong and Wu Ling. Although his foot did not kill Wu Ling, Wu Ling's injuries were absolutely inevitable. Although Yuntong is an incompetent boy, he is also a warrior in the meat-refining stage, and he will win the warrior who was seriously injured in the previous leather-refining stage!
In this duel, Wu Ling's death is the best, and the strategy carefully planned by his father and son has been realized for more than half. In the Wufeng competition half a year later, the martial family that has no successor will inevitably decline, and the property of the martial family will also fall into Prime Minister's Mansion.
In an instant, Fengyinglin had already figured out many pros and cons clearly, so Fengyinglin could not see Yuntong's call for help.
Wu Ling gave a light cough, and then remembered that he had just come into this world and was so stupid that he had forgotten to sort out the laws of the principality. The challenge to Yuntong just now was out of anger, but now it has become difficult to overcome.
Look at his sister who posted on the soul show, maybe he would really kill Yuntong, then he would become a sinner through the ages.
Moreover, at this moment, Wu Ling could clearly feel that the Zhenwu Universe Mirror on his chest had changed again.
Wu Ling's feeling was very similar to the previous few days. First, a refreshing coolness covered his whole body, and then a snake-shaped warm current continued to nourish Wu Ling's wound.
Wu Ling felt that his injury was recovering quickly. It seems that Feng Yinglin had a thunderous kick just now, and it didn't have much power. Wu Ling's butt was warm, and the bruises in his muscles quickly removed blood stasis and swelling. Although the pain was still there, Wu Ling was able to. I clearly felt that the injury was getting lighter.
Thinking of this festival, Wu Ling didn't care about the sharp pain in his butt, hobbled forward and saw Xie Yuyan's arrogant aura, suddenly laughed out: "Good girl, do you have no confidence in your brother like this? The warriors of the third floor of Yi Bone, can't kill me differently?"
While speaking, she gently pushed Xie Yuyan behind her, raised her chin, and squinted at Yuntong: "Dead fat man, let you see today. The man standing behind a woman is better than you! Also, even in this world, Men are all dead, and no woman will stand in front of you!"
"Jie Jie Jie Jie." Wu Ling suddenly gave a weird smile, and Jie Yuyan was also taken aback by the strange laugh. She hurriedly leaned up to the left and took a closer look. It took a long time to ask: "Brother , Are you okay? Why don't you compare this Wu? It's okay."