A tyranny broke out, and Lin Feihu beat Long Xiaoqi to death like a dog.? He did not kill the other party in one go, but slowly played with him. He hated Long Xiaoqi too much. Only by playing slowly and watching the other party's constant pain would he feel a little more comfortable.

"puff!"

Another mouthful of blood was spurted out, and Long Xiaoqi pressed his head against the ground, trying hard to get up again.

He could clearly feel the pain in his body, and endured Lin Feihu's power again and again, which had injured his internal organs again. That's right, his internal organs were hit by external forces, and his internal organs shouldn't have been injured.

"Do you know why your half point can't affect me?" Lin Feihu stared at the extremely miserable Long Xiaoqi, licked his lips hard and said, "Because I also know Jiu Jitsu, because I became a strong man because I learned how to combine Jiu Jitsu with Cun Jin. No matter who he is, no matter how powerful he has, I can't fight against me! I am the strongest close combat king in this world; I will never lose!!!"

If you are soft, he will be soft, if you are hard, he will be strong. Or if you are hard, he will be soft, if you are soft, he will be harder. This is really unbeatable. Even if you call the strongest person to face Lin Feihu, you will be killed in minutes.

Unless your body is strong enough, unless...

"Ah..." Long Xiaoqi stood up with difficulty, clenched his fists and shouted: "It's almost done, Lin Feihu, it's almost done... You finally made my body warm up, and I can finally get rid of the confinement... Come on, now is the real beginning!"

Long Xiaoqi's eyes became full of anger, and the depths of his pupils were filled with aggressive madness. He felt that his body was about to explode, and he felt that he should have the strength - flash rush!

"Then start!"

Lin Feihu jumped up, like a pterodactyl of ancient times, and then slashed at Long Xiaoqi's face with one foot.

"Swish!"

"laugh!"

Long Xiaoqi couldn't dodge, and a wound that penetrated the eyebrow bone was scratched on his face by Lin Feihu's boots, and it flew across the bridge of his nose and stretched to the corner of his mouth. The skin was blooming, revealing the thick white bones.

This is a wound that can never be healed, just like the scar on Zhao Ying's face. The difference is that Zhao Ying was cut out with one knife, while his boot was pulled out with a very fast speed.

There are also differences. Zhao Ying's knife wound is on the left face and his wound is on the right face, forming a clear difference.

"ah!--"

Long Xiaoqi made a miserable scream, and the gushing blood caught his right eye, and the biting pain made his whole body tremble.

At this moment, his trembling body began to stretch the bowstring backwards - flashing!

After the body was repeatedly hit and the internal organs were repeatedly traumatized, his internal organs finally made a self-protection instinct: attack!

The previous self-protection was not attacked, but the current self-protection was necessary.

Human internal organs are all alive and wise. When they are now in danger of life, they will develop a new self-protection instinct. That is to say, the body as a carrier cannot die. If the body dies, they will die.

"It's useless to rush!" Lin Feihu was excited.

He was so excited when he saw Long Xiaoqi use flash rush.

"Swish!"

Long Xiaoqi rushed to Lin Feihu's left, then rushed forward again, and then began to flash again... His eyes were filled with vicious and wild wild wild wild wild wild light.

One blow, I only need one blow, just one blow!

Lin Feihu, do you think I am weak? But I only need one blow to deal with you! Your inch strength and Jiu Jitsu are indeed unmatched, because your enemies are too stupid and they are scared out of fear.

But you are facing me, hahaha...Who am I? I am Long Xiaoqi, I have died again and again, and I have seen Long Xiaoqi at my memorial service more than once. Hahahaha... If you don't play me to death, then I will play you to death!

The flash rush after flash made Lin Feihu overwhelmed. He had no idea where Long Xiaoqi's flash rush would go next time. Even if he wanted to attack, he would not be able to keep up.

As a flag guard, Long Xiaoqi's degree can be compared with that of a strong man. When he rushed forward, his whole person turned into lightning, running around constantly, without any rules.

Lin Feihu could only watch Long Xiaoqi's shadow floating around. Even if he could tell where the truth was, he could not catch up and fight.

"Flash rush, it's really amazing." Lin Feihu exclaimed: "The flag guard is really amazing. If Long Xiaoqi was in full swing, it would be very difficult to kill him. With this degree, if I escape, I would be hard to chase him."

Lin Feihu simply stayed still and watched Long Xiaoqi keep making flashes. He was very confident because he was invincible and invincible in close combat. His inch strength was the most rigid and sudden, and his softness was almost half a minute.

You can release your strength to the fullest, but I am still majestic.

"roar!--"

Long Xiaoqi was roaring, and the blood flowed down on his face, and under the action of flashing, it turned into blood drops and sprinkled backwards. Once, twice, three times, four times... When he made seven flashing and seven times of accumulation of energy, he still didn't feel like he reached the peak.

Long Xiaoqi felt the crisis because his limit was seven times before, but now there is still a possibility of continuing.

But he had to continue to rush, because to some extent, Lin Feihu was even more terrifying than the ghost soldier. In contrast, the ghost soldier was completely hard, but Lin Feihu was not!

The eighth time.

Long Xiaoqi's face was deformed, which was fear because he felt that he could still make flash rushes.

Do what you can, and you have already sacrificed your life anyway!

The ninth time.

Long Xiaoqi has a death crisis because he feels that he can continue to rush and accumulate strength.

The tenth time.

He felt that he was really crazy, and he was completely crazy. The feeling of accumulation of power appeared, but the problem was that he could still rush and continue to accumulate.

The eleventh time.

Long Xiaoqi felt that the end of the world was coming because he could no longer control his flash rushing action... It was not controlled by him, but by his body, or by those injured internal organs.

This is not his anger, but his internal organs. These living organs with different divisions of labor united to make a furious, taking over Long Xiaoqi's body and allowing him to take the ultimate blow on the verge of the explosion!

The twelfth flash, the twelfth flash!
Chapter completed!