Chapter 1685: No words

The three arrows were completely broken and dropped to the ground.
Only the fire-colored sword in front of him was left, and he went to He Songling.
He Songling changed his face and slammed the compound longbow in his hand.
A compound bow with a metallic texture smashed toward the rocket.
Between the flares and the fire.
Under the blessing of the spirit, He Songling slammed the rocket on the ground.
The silver long bow is under high temperature and is instantly blackened.
The rocket fell to the ground, causing cracks in the surrounding ground.
He Songling only felt that the palm of his hand was too hot.
He loosened the long bow in his hand, and the bow body was completely damaged, so that the bow string was directly transmitted by the high temperature of the rocket, which directly melted.
"Interesting."
He Songling's face was chilly and strode toward Lin Yi. "I was the first time I saw it, and I was able to easily stop the guy of my arrow."
"Look, you are strong?"
He Songling strode a meteor.
Wishing to see Lin in winter, it’s okay, and I’ve looked at the broken rocket and longbow on the ground. I think of the moment that I just had a thrilling moment. At the moment, my heart is still a bit cold.
"Don't do it!"
She reacted and quickly hurried forward.
As for the second generation of Zeng Peihui who was swollen with his nose and face, as early as the arrow flew, he threw Zeng Peihui on the ground and fled alone.
Zeng Peihui’s head stunned and passed out.
"I have killed so many monkeys on the border to hone my practice. Such an effort is not to let a nameless person provoke here."
He Songling is chilling again and again.
The height of one meter sixty-five is matched with his strong muscles hidden under his clothes.
Just across the distance, at first glance, it gives people a strong enough shock.
In particular, He Songling’s body is actually a real killer, and that is what the talents who really climbed out of the body pile have.
Sen cold and chill.
He Songling stepped on the place where the rocket passed, and the white mark left on the ground went toward Lin.
"The eighth killing knife of the baby tiger."
"Mahjong, who can pull me, I can't move!"
Several second generations stood there, their teeth trembled and they wanted to flash a distance.
Just can't move at all.
He Songling’s cold and cold killing is almost to let their bodies not listen.
"Do not be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"
Zhu Shengyu next to him endured the fear and uneasiness of his heart and shouted at He Songling.
This guy is really crazy, it is simply the realm of the six parents.
On the one hand, Zhu Shenghai hopes that He Songling and Lin will also fight. It is best to be able to fight Lin, but on the other hand, he does not dare to fight with Lin.
If this is really moving, let's not say whether Yu Bo will affect them. It is said that the strength of Haizhou Lin Master is not comparable to the death knife.
He Songling won the okay, really want to lose, Lin also angered them to their home.
This thing will go to the father’s father.
Then he wished Sheng Hai and Zhu Shengyu two people, this life is estimated to be finished.
"Don't! Don't! Don't do it!"
Zhu Shenghai is also shouting there.
It seems that the distance of one or two hundred meters, not more than ten seconds, then He Songling has stood in front of Lin Yi.
He squatted on his body, killing the tide, and the eyes of the shadows were firmly locked in Lin Yi's face.
Zhu Shengyu rushed forward and stopped in the middle of He Songling and Lin Yi.
Zhu Shenghai has just fallen heavily. Now he has not been able to get up. He has to work hard to move the position on the ground and ran to hug He Songling's thigh. He was afraid that he would be excited and take the lead.
"What is your name!"
He Songling did not go to see Zhu Shengyu and Zhu Shenghai, his eyes were cloudy: "How many diamonds?"
King Kong?
He Songling’s words went out.
Fan Sang Sang and Fu Shimin, who had been in a mess for a long time, were shocked.
The strongest on the list of young tigers is the King Kong.
Although they are not people in the martial arts world, there is still common knowledge about this.
Before that, they never considered how powerful Lin could be.
At this moment, He Songling mentioned this, in the eighth position of his young tiger list, facing the young boy in front of him, but also showing a bit of dignity and vigilance, this point, let Fan Sang Sang and Fu Shimin feel overwhelmed .
Lin also looked down on He Songling and did not speak.
He walked straight ahead and waved a slap in his right hand.
"you wanna die!"
He Songling saw the guy in front of him, and he couldn’t help but say that his face changed greatly, and his hand was flashing, which was a sharp thorn.
Others only felt the cold wind burst, and He Songling was full of strength. He held the army thorns in the backhand and slammed away to Lin Yi’s wrist.
The sharp blade pierced the cold cold mans and stabbed Lin’s wrist.
Snapped!
A crisp applause came as expected.
The army thorn in the hands of He Songling actually flew out directly.
On his face, the five-finger red seal is particularly deep.
"how come……"
He Songling’s eyes widened and he couldn’t believe it.
He held the hand of the spur, and he felt nothing from beginning to end.
The army thorns flew directly.
The burning pain on his cheeks stimulates the nerves of He Songling.
Zhu Shengyu and others have seen this, and they dare not say a word.
The eighth in the baby tiger list, so slap in the face.
Fan Sang Sang’s heart was stagnation, and Fu Shimin opened his mouth, and he couldn’t say a word.
Zheng Qiuqi sighed slightly.
The sight of the parties is not the same.
"You... dare... pumping... me?"
He Songling clenched his fist and was angry.
His face suddenly became particularly fierce and sinister, and suddenly turned his head, his face was stunned, his body was under his body, and his body was transformed into a long knife with a handle and murderous, floating on the side of his body.
"It’s been a long time, no one dares to smoke my slap!"
He Songling drunk again and again, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, wide eyes, and looked straight at Lin’s face:
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He screamed, and then He Songling slammed his hand and grabbed a long knife handle that was made up of strength. He had to carry a number of long-handled knives beside him, facing Lin Yi, who was kneeling down. .
He held the knife in one hand and the whole person stood up.
All the long knives, at this moment, are taking cold and murderous.
The point where the blade is pointing straight is the place where the boy is standing!
Seeing others, it has long been so scared by such a powerful.
Fan Sang Sang and Fu Shimin were stopped behind by Zheng Qiuqi, and the second generation fled.
Zhu Shengyu and Zhu Shenghai both look pale.
Yuan Jie even rolled up and cried and shouted.
That blade is simply the breath of death!
Lin also looked up and looked at He Songling, who was down from the sky, holding his knife in both hands, and arrogant.
And the dozens of strong knives that follow him behind him.
As others saw, Lin also stood in the same place, carrying his hands.
The teenager looks dull.
There is no half sentence.
He is just,
Gently breathed a sigh of relief.
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