Chapter 7 Night Attack(2/2)
He took a little step back and whispered: "That boy, surrender quickly to avoid grandpa getting angry!"
After Feng Ling grabbed the giant axe, he subconsciously looked at it.
On the way he came to Luo Laofeng, he did not relax his requirements at all and practiced hard.
As expected, hard work pays off and he has been successfully promoted to a second-level warrior.
If it were a month ago, he might not be able to catch the axe, at least not so easy.
Boss Jin has not healed his injuries, and Feng Ling is already the biggest helper around Xu Yang at this time.
He was very satisfied with this.
His life is from Xu Yang. The higher his martial arts skills, the more valuable his life will be.
The debts owed to others will have to be paid back.
"Is this the rule your parents teach you when disturbing others' sleep?" Feng Ling said coldly.
His move was extremely shocking, and the entire first group of people stopped under the leadership of Han Duan.
Han Duan knew he was defeated, but he still had to say the scene: "Who are you kid? Is this the rule in the world in the middle of the night?"
Feng Ling smiled, smiling very happily, and her seductive peach blossom eyes looked particularly enchanting.
"Yes, big fists are just rules."
After saying that, there was a smile on his face, and a giant axe was thrown back.
Han Duan was so scared that his deceased souls were so big that he had eighty kilograms of axe. He threw it with Feng Ling's arm strength. Who could stop it?
At least he doesn't have this confidence.
Fortunately, the axe was not fast, and Han Duan had enough time to avoid it.
He flashed to the left and successfully avoided the coverage of the axe.
As for the subordinates behind him...
When will their life or death be bound to them?
When I see the axe coming and not hiding, would I still have to fight for them?
However, the development of things was far beyond Han Duan's expectations.
The axe brushed through his body and flew past.
But it wasn't far away when it flew out, and suddenly it turned around and turned around.
Han Duan never expected that someone would use the 80-pound giant axe as a hidden weapon and bring it back?
So when he died, he was chopped in half by an axe, just like those who he had killed before.
Blood flowed all over the ground, and liver flowed all over the ground.
After screaming a few times, Han Duan, who always claimed to be a tough guy, was not much different from his despised those cowards before his death. He was incontinent and a stench filled a large area around him.
At that time, several members of the "tiger group" who had poor psychological tolerance vomited out directly.
The living companion was split in half by someone, and this kind of blow was simply a morale killer.
Someone has taken a few steps back and is ready to run away at any time.
The "Tiger Group" is not weak in training, but they rarely have the chance to go to the battlefield.
Except for some masters transferred from other groups, they are basically disciples trained in the "Iron Finger Sect".
These people come to the "Tiger Group" just to have a layer of gold. They will only be arranged to go to branch rudders in various places after two or three years to be a helm leader or a deputy helm leader.
Chapter completed!