My Cold and Elegant CEO Wife Chapter 1299: The oriole is behind
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Of course, the appearance of the ghost is not without effect. It caused Dao Leng's mental power to be seriously injured just now, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, a little malaise, and his face a little pale.
Li Qingfeng won't let this opportunity pass. With a movement of his body, like a black lightning, he instantly came to Dao Leng's face.
Slap!
Li Qingfeng stretched out his palm, and slapped him on the face when Dao Leng was still in a daze, and slapped his right cheek with redness and swelling.
Dao Leng's right face instantly showed five bright red finger prints, just like Zhao Bing'er's face just now.
Dao Leng's mental power was attacked by a ghost just now, and his strength dropped a lot. He was not Li Qingfeng's opponent at all, and could only be beaten.
The people around saw that Dao Leng was beaten, and they were shocked again.
People like them don't know how many times they were shocked today, and Li Qingfeng gave them a strong shock each time.
Li Qingfeng had just finished slapping Zhao Bing'er in the face, and now he was slapped in the cold face again. He simply didn't put these imperial martial arts in his eyes.
"Li Qingfeng, you bastard, dare to slap me in the face, I fight with you." Daoleng's face was gloomy, and he waved the black sword in his hand and slapped Li Qingfeng fiercely.
Li Qingfeng smiled coldly, not paying attention, the Fire Emperor Sword in his right hand slashed forward suddenly, with great power.
Li Qingfeng blocked the Black Emperor Sword with a single sword. Then, Li Qingfeng stretched out his palm again, like a bolt of lightning, hitting the other face of the cold sword, and also hit his left cheek. It was red and swollen with five red finger prints.
Poor Knife Cold, there is no power to fight back at all, and Li Qingfeng can only be slapped in the face constantly.
"Asshole, I won't let you go, nor will we let you go." Dao Leng's mouth was very hard, even if his two faces were red and swollen, he still threatened Li Qingfeng.
Papa Papa Papa Papa...
Li Qingfeng faced the two cold faces of the knife, opened his bow from left to right, and kept beating.
After Li Qingfeng hit the left cheek and the right cheek, he kept hitting a hundred slaps, slapped the cold and handsome face into a pig's head, and all the teeth in his mouth were knocked out, falling out, and blood flowing down his mouth. The flow is all over the floor.
Peng!
With a loud noise, the knife-cold body fell to the ground, the mind was in a coma, and the body was constantly shaking on the ground, like a sheep's madness, in a half-dead state.
Seeing the miserable appearance of Dao Leng, everyone around was covering their faces and retreating, for fear that Li Qingfeng would hit them in the face.
Not only the people around, but also Zhao Bing'er felt pain for Dao Leng.
Although Zhao Bing'er's two faces were also swollen, at least the teeth did not fall off, and the knife was cold. I am afraid that after waking up, even speaking will be a problem, and he may not be able to bite with his teeth when eating.
Looking at the fainted Dao Leng, Li Qingfeng had no sympathy at all, because he knew that if he lost, he would end up worse.
Li Qingfeng drew out the Fire Emperor Sword from his body, preparing to kill Dao Leng. For his enemy, he must kill him and cannot keep alive.
Li Qingfeng will not give Dao Leng a chance to breathe, otherwise he will definitely retaliate when Dao Leng comes alive.
It has always been Li Qingfeng's principle to cut the grass and remove the roots without leaving any future troubles.
When Li Qingfeng was about to kill the knife cold, the surrounding cultivators suddenly yelled.
"It's not good, look, the flower of **** was snatched by the beast in one day." A short-haired cultivator said loudly, his tone full of anger.
Li Qingfeng was fighting with Zhao Bing'er and Dao Leng just now, everyone looked at them, no one paid attention to the flowers of hell.
The young master beast of the Beast Emperor's Sect took the flower of **** one day. This is really a despicable fellow.
"Hahahaha, keep fighting, the **** flower is mine." The beast rode on the flame tiger one day, holding the picked **** flower in his hand, and laughed triumphantly.
Beast was very proud of his heart all day. He didn't watch Li Qingfeng and Dao Leng fight just now.
The beast quietly came under the flowers of **** one day, and when everyone was not paying attention, his body rose into the sky and directly plucked the flowers of **** in his hands.
"No, the flower of **** was snatched by the beast in one day. I must take it back." Li Qingfeng's face changed drastically. He didn't care about killing the knife, his body rose into the sky, and chased in the direction where the beast escaped. .
At the same time, Zhao Bing'er, Fu Mengyao, Black Puppy, and other cultivators chased the beast for a day. The flower of **** is important to everyone, and everyone wants it.
The Flame Tiger is a king-level ninth-order monster. It runs extremely fast. It runs like a red lightning. It is about to catch up with the speed of the sun, and ordinary cultivators can't catch up.
Only Li Qingfeng, Zhao Bing'er, Fu Mengyao, Black Puppy, Sky-Swallowing Snake and others can barely catch up.
Li Qingfeng used his Wanbu roaming dragon, his body turned into a ghost of a dragon, but he still didn't catch up with the beast for a day.
Li Qingfeng felt that his own body technique had little effect on him now, because he was now a seventh-order powerhouse in the Spirit King realm.
The masters Li Qingfeng has to face are people who are about to approach the half-step spiritual emperor realm. He needs a stronger body technique.
"Do you think you can catch up with me? It's ridiculous. The Flame Tiger mutated me and used your wings." The beast laughed one day and commanded to the Flame Tiger.
Hearing the beast's order for a day, the blazing tiger let out a roar, and the roar of the tiger resounded throughout the first floor of hell.
At the same time, two red wings grew on both sides of the flame tiger's body. The red wings spread out and flew, flying with the flame tiger and the beast for one day, seeing everyone around him with a blank face. ring.
"What's going on, the blazing tiger is a terrestrial monster, how can it have wings of a flying monster?"
"Yes, I have never seen a demon tiger flying. It really subverts my three views."
"What do you know, the Flame Tiger is a mutant species. It has the blood of the Fire Demon Tiger and the Lightning Eagle, and can spread its wings and soar."
The cultivators around were all talking, and their eyes were full of shock.
Among them, some well-informed cultivators recognized the species of blazing tigers, which belonged to mutant monster tigers.
Li Qingfeng naturally heard the comments made by the cultivators behind him, and his eyes were full of surprise. He didn't expect that the monster around this beast would be so powerful for a day.
Mutated tiger monsters can not only crawl and run, but also fly.
The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind. Li Qingfeng used to use this trick to get huge benefits, but now, it is the beast that uses the oriole behind.
The beast played Li Qingfeng and Zhao Bing'er all day long, but he ran away by snatching the flower of hell.
Li Qingfeng is very angry, very angry in his heart, and his face is livid. Before, he was the only one to play with others. When will it be someone else's turn to play with him?
Furthermore, when Li Qingfeng was fighting with others, the beast picked up the fruits of his victory, and Li Qingfeng couldn't swallow this breath.