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273. Chapter 273 Who is the last strong man 3

With a loud shout, Lu Fen's clothes were torn apart, and his dark and hard muscles were instantly exposed.

Just as he shouted, the stars finally came to his face, but when they touched his hard muscle, they were unpredictably broken and flew away.

For a moment, the people around him suddenly screamed.

Leng Sheng's sharp killing stick was originally intended to block Lu Fen from grabbing Feng Qingcheng's eagle claws, but he didn't expect that in this blink of an eye, the person who suffered a loss was Lu Fen.

Just when he was stunned, a few cold lights bounced into his eyes as they brushed through the muscles of Lu Cun.

Leng Sheng's eyes suddenly closed, and the killing stick in his hand changed its move temporarily, and it suddenly drew an arc in the air, facing the little starry air.

"Kuku" sounded a few undetectable sounds, and a luster burst out from Feng Qingcheng's clear eyes in an instant.

What she lacks is the so-called internal strength. Otherwise, even if Lu Fen cultivates hard skills from outsiders, he will still be unable to escape any of these silver needles.

Now it seems that it is really necessary for her to practice this so-called internal skills and mental method.

Lu Fen's eyes suddenly fell on Feng Qingcheng's body, and the murderous aura in his eyes quietly spread out, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

"A little trick of carving and insects, flirting and embroidering skills... Feng Chongtian left behind these self-defense methods for you?"

Feng Qingcheng's lips suddenly raised a smile, and the color of his eyes was as charming as the moonlit night in the autumn lake.

Just as he smiled, Feng Qingcheng's body suddenly flew away like a rabbit, and his pretentious body was as strong as autumn leaves falling to the ground without any strength.

Leng Sheng's face became increasingly ugly. Feng Qingcheng still thought that this move was fighting, but it was clearly a suicide.

Even though she is smart, she can't avoid Lu Bin's powerful move.

If Lu Bian hits him with a palm, he will probably die.

The killing stick in his hand was swung out again and shouted: "Stop..."

However, Feng Qingcheng and Lu Bian were already on the string at this time, and it was impossible for them to stop in the air at all.

Leng Sheng's killing stick ran across the middle of the two people at this moment, trying to separate the two people.

But at this moment of flash, Feng Qingcheng suddenly smiled slightly after exposing his face.

The dexterous arm seemed to have inadvertently stumbled towards his waist, and smiled and said, "Thank you..."

A sharp look suddenly appeared with her words, and her face changed instantly.

Feng Qingcheng actually pulled away the sword from his waist.

With the long sword in hand, Feng Qingcheng's smile disappeared instantly, and an inexplicable evil intention suddenly appeared.

The cold eyes swept open with bloody breath like blood, and the thin blade fell into Lu Fen's eyes like a knife.

Damn, I just rely on my hard work to avoid her silver needle. What's so arrogant?

The silver needle cannot hurt you, see if this sharp sword can kill you.

Even if he can't kill him, he will still have to cut him a few times, which will destroy his majesty and relieve her hatred.

The white wrist flew, and the sharp sword drew a strange arc and stabbed Lu Fen.
Chapter completed!
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