Li Xiaofei's forehead turned black.

His flying knife was originally thrown towards Luo Li's eyebrows.

As a result, it hit the guy's thigh three meters away.

Both the target and the location are off the mark.

"Li Xiaofei, you... you are still alive?"

Luo Li was covered in cold sweat, his face was full of shock and surprise, and he was both shocked and angry.

Li Xiaofei ignored him.

Instead, he immediately looked at the injury on Xiaojie's leg.

The long titanium arrow pierced her slender thigh.

The torn wounds caused by the previous struggle were even more shocking at first glance.

The little girl's face turned sallow from pain and she almost fainted.

"Aunt..."

Li Xiaofei almost instinctively turned to look at the blind girl.

The words have not yet fallen.

Auntie had already stretched out her hands and gently touched Xiaojie's wound.

What a pair of beautiful hands those are.

Clean and slender, with slender fingers.

Like mutton fat white jade.

It also looks like freshly peeled green onions.

Moreover, it also has magical powers.

With just a few gentle touches, Xiaojie's wound stopped bleeding immediately.

The pain also disappeared.

"It only takes a few days to cultivate and you will be fine."

Auntie said slowly.

There was a hint of crispness in her cold voice.

It's like the collision of large and small pearls rolling in a jade plate.

Li Xiaofei breathed a sigh of relief.

For so many years, my aunt, as a blind person, was able to support him and Xiaojie in this slum because she had miraculous skills in healing wounds and setting bones.

Many gangsters in the slums were injured in fights and could not afford the high expenses of hospitals outside, so they came to my aunt for treatment.

This medical skill, as well as a prescription for trauma, aroused the covetousness of the rebellious Luo Li, who regarded it as a token of fame.

That was the reason for the coercion just now.

Li Xiaofei felt relieved and looked at Luo Li, disappointed and angry.

The former good brothers have become

It is the culprit that attracts wolves into the house.

At this time, a burst of arrogant and domineering sneer sounded.

"Hehehe, I thought some master was coming."

Yang Hengkong, the master of the broken monument, stood up slowly and sneered, "It turns out to be a lonely ghost from Yuntian Society who came back to die."

Li Xiaofei glanced at the corpses of poor people lying on the ground.

Killing intent boils.

He is armed with a sharp weapon and has a murderous intention.

Having mastered the powerful Vajra Fist and having the power to wipe out evil, he will never be merciful.

Li Xiaofei looked at Yang Hengkong, "Today, you have to die."

"Ah? Hahahaha!"

Yang Hengkong seemed to have heard some incredible joke, almost holding his belly and laughing, "Young face, you have such a loud tone."

The laughter was filled with disdain.

Luo Li also laughed, "Pastor Yang is the third-ranked leader of the Black Blood Society. He has a three-level cultivation level. He has mastered the new martial arts fighting technique of the 'Crossing Mountain Beast King', the Monument Splitting Palm Technique.

Ranked eleventh on the power list, and you, a waste, are just rubbish at the bottom of the Yuntian Society. You are not even qualified to be on the combat power list. You still want to be an enemy of Hall Master Yang, just because of you?

"

"Ha, you actually came back to die."

"He is indeed a fool."

"Isn't this idiot afraid of the wind blowing his tongue?"

The surrounding Black Blood Club thugs also laughed and laughed.

Li Xiaofei doesn't talk nonsense.

He circulated the star power in his body and started to use the powerful Vajra Fist to prepare his hand.

at this time--

A phone rang suddenly.

Yang Hengkong took out his mobile phone and answered a call.

After saying a few words, his originally careless face was suddenly filled with shock and astonishment.

"You...you actually killed Binghe Dugujue?"

He looked at Li Xiaofei, his eyes full of disbelief.

Binghe Dugujue, a practitioner of the new Binghe Killing Fist, the second-ranked leader of the Black Blood Society, and the ninth in the slum combat power list.

Luo Li's body trembled, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

He looked at Yang Hengkong in disbelief, thinking that he had heard wrongly.

The thugs of the Black Blood Society were like ducks whose necks were instantly strangled, and their laughter stopped abruptly.

One after another, eyes stared at Li Xiaofei in disbelief.

The bosses are so enthusiastic, Dao Zi is flattered.

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