This is...transformed!

Song Mingjing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Fang Tianmiao who was walking slowly. The latter casually glanced at him and Hua Feihua, lit a cigarette with a "sneer", took a long sip, and said slowly: "What? Don't know me anymore? Let me introduce you, my younger brother's surname is Fang, Fang Tianmiao!"

"False!"

"husband!"

"Young Master!"

Fang Shisanniang, You Xiaoqing, and Fang Tianda, who already knew that Fang Tianmiao transformed or evolved after having a high fever, were all excited and screamed in surprise.

But You Dasheng, who was kept in the dark, was frowning and quickly grabbed Fang Tianmiao and said bitterly: "Son-in-law, this place is very dangerous. Now is not the time for you to mess around."

Zhao Wuliang also shouted: "Fang Tianmiao, what are you doing? Don't play any tricks!"

Song Mingjing closed his palms, and he pinched the two gold medals into his fists and said with a smile: "Young Master Fang wants to play, but I have no objection. The so-called gambling game is, isn't it the more people the more interesting it is?"

Hua Feihua glanced at Fang Tianmiao and said nothing more. Fang Tianmiao had cracked several cases he designed, which greatly increased his interest. He wanted to have a good time with Fang Tianmiao, but he knew that Song Mingjing appeared halfway.

Now in his eyes, Fang Tianmiao is only interesting, but Song Mingjing is the enemy that he has to pay attention to.

This time he assassinated a guest guest in the Blue Gang, disguised himself as the other side and informed the six elders. He originally designed the Blue Gang and Song Mingjing to fight together, and he then collected the fisherman's benefits and got the two gold medals together.

As a result, before Song Mingjing's mirror man could see the sixth boss was shot in seconds, and the Blue Gang's troops collapsed and scattered in an instant. Hua Feihua could not besides secretly cursing the useless.

As Song Mingjing finished a sentence, Fang Tianmu's hat ridge was lowered, only half of his face was revealed, and the flames lit up by the cigarette were unstable, reflecting a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Hua Feihua reached into his right hand and took it out with a bright silver color. He had an eagle claw finger cover on his ring finger, which was sharp and sharp, and you can see at a glance.

Fang Tianmiao's fists were clenched, and the joints were "cracked" and the gems on the ring became more and more red and dazzling, like a drop of rolling blood.

In an instant, except for the invasion of wind and rain, the sound of trees and branches shaking, everyone closed their mouths tightly. Whether it was Situ Duoqing, Situ Wuqing, Fang Shisanniang, You Dasheng and others, they slowly retreated back.

They all felt the tension, their hearts pounding, and they understood that a fierce battle was about to begin.

Everyone withdrew for about ten meters, and only Song Mingjing, Hua Feihua and Fang Tianmi were left in the center of the field, standing in a three-legged tripod, with their figures still moving.

Crazy! Crazy!

Suddenly, a strong cold wind blew by, rolling up large pieces of leaves and attacking them.

Fang Tianmu suddenly looked up, his eyes covered by the brim of his hat lit up. With a "pop", the burning cigarette flew out and hit Song Mingjing's face.

The next moment, Fang Tianmu's body rotated, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of Song Mingjing, flew over and swept across, and a rapid strong wind whistled by, causing a "hissing" sound.

Perhaps the strength is still inferior to that of flowers, but when it comes to speed and movements, it seems to be better than that.

The stupid and lazy are flirting with labor. Song Mingjing is sure that he has never practiced martial arts, so he really can't figure out how Fang Tianmu, who has the second personality, got his skills?

Moreover, Fang Tianmiao has no shortage of combat experience. He can handle Hua Feihua calmly after fighting several times, at least not at a disadvantage.

Is it too boring to stay alone in a closed mental space, thinking and researching it yourself, fighting with yourself?

This boy is so terrifying!

Song Mingjing used an iron bridge, and suddenly leaned backwards and leaned against the sky, but his feet were still firmly nailed to the ground, avoiding Fang Tianmiao's sweeping legs.

Fang Tianmiao turned his fist into claws and grabbed his right hand with the gold medal.

But at this moment, with a cold shout, Hua Feihua rushed over, and her left fist pierced out like a javelin, pounding towards Fang Tianmu's chest, and her right hand moved forward. The eagle claw fingertips placed on her ring finger cut out a cold silver light, piercing the air and piercing Song Mingjing's throat.

The sharp claws can even penetrate the stone with one blow.

Fang Tianmiao flashed away from Hua Feihua's jab, and then heard a sound of gold and iron clashing, and sparks flew everywhere, but Song Mingjing blocked Hua Feihua's eagle claw stab with a gold medal.

Immediately, Song Mingjing supported the ground with one hand, swept the legs like propellers, sweeping Hua Feihua, Fang Tianmu and others, forcing them to retreat.

Compared to the time he fought with Hua Feihua a few days ago, his mental value increased a lot, although his strength and speed have only increased a little, his combat power is more than just better.

Large pieces of mud and water were raised, and Song Mingjing threw them casually, and both gold medals were thrown into the air, laughing and said, "The gold medal is here. Can you grab it? It depends on your strength!"

Almost in no particular order, Hua Feihua, Fang Tianmiu reached out to grab the gold medal in the air, one by one, but the palm just touched the gold medal when the strong wind came, Song Mingjing rushed over, and his fists were arched left and right, hitting the two of them in the chest, forcing them to retreat, and swung their sleeves and two gold medals into the air.

A dagger slid down from Song Mingjing's sleeve, flashing cold light, holding it in his palm.

Fang Tianmiao, Hua Feihua's eyes sterned, but he did not retreat. He came to kill again. He could only hear the sound of "Dangdang" gold and iron clashing sounds one after another, and then fall, and lights and fires suddenly appeared and disappeared.

The ring and the eagle claw, the eagle claw and the dagger, and the dagger and the ring collided fiercely. The three of them had a complete melee, fighting each other as enemies, and fighting with all their might.

As for the gold medal, I didn’t care about it at this time. In this fierce battle, life and death are on the verge of being distracted from paying attention to the gold medal, which is purely a way to die.

Sister Situ, Fang Shisanniang, You Dasheng and others were dazzled. At first, they could still tell the figures of the three. After a while, the three of them became faster and faster, and their fists became more and more fierce and fierce. In addition, the lights were dim, so they could no longer tell who was who.

Only Hua is not Hua, Fang Tianmiao and the other two knew that they had the hardships. At first, they could fight Song Mingjing back and forth and fight each other, but as time went on, they felt that the opponent's fists and feet were getting heavier and faster and faster. Every punch and every kick seemed to have a thousand pounds of force, which was difficult to bear. As a last resort, they had to join forces to fight against Song Mingjing.

Even so, they could not gain the upper hand, but instead forced each other's potential to become increasingly forced.

Moreover, whether it was Fang Tianmiao or Hua Feihua, his strength began to decline, but Song Mingjing still seemed to be at its peak and could not see any decline.

After dozens of moves, as the sparks splashed, Song Mingjing's dagger and Hua Feihua's eagle claw fingertips intercepted. When Hua Feihua staggered back, the dagger "sneered" across his fingers and cut a piece. Hua Feihua immediately roared in pain. Before he could react, Song Mingjing jumped up, and the dagger suddenly pierced into his throat, and blood flowed continuously.

Bang! A fist was stamped on Song Mingjing's vest, from Fang Tianmiao.

Song Mingjing's face turned pale, but his body was motionless as if it was stiff. He turned around and kicked Fang Tianmu's chest with a piercing foot.

Fang Tianmiao flew out like a kite with a broken string, lying on the ground, coughing up blood in his mouth.

Song Mingjing jumped up, punched Fang Tianmu's head from top to bottom.

"stop!"

"Show mercy!"

Fang Shisanniang, You Xiaoqing and others yelled anxiously.

With a "boom", water splashed everywhere, and the punch hit the puddle on the left side of Fang Tianmu's head. Fang Tianmu's pupils contracted and then relaxed again, and he felt weak all over.

Song Mingjing gasped for a few heavy breaths, turned around and walked a few steps, picked up two gold medals from the mud, and Fang Tianmiao asked behind him, "Why didn't you kill me?"

"It's probably my youth, but no matter what, I won this game!"

Without looking back, he strides straight into the depths of the woods covered by the night. Situ Duoqing, Situ Wuqing looked at each other and followed closely.

The ink-like night instantly swallowed the three of them in.

This is the last time they saw Song Mingjing.
Chapter completed!