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Chapter 145 More Toughness than Flexibility

Such a thought came to Leng Feng's mind, Sun Wudao's fist was already in front of him, Leng Feng also swung his fist, and before Sun Wudao's fist hit himself, he hit Sun Wudao hard on the fist.

After the muffled sound of "Bang...", Sun Wudao's face turned pale, and he backed up three steps involuntarily, while Leng Feng's body shook slightly.

"Come again..." Sun Wudao's eyes flashed with a strong fighting intent, he rubbed his body, and attacked Leng Feng with fists and feet like raindrops.

Perhaps Sun Wudao knew that his own strength was not as good as Leng Feng's, so he always avoided confronting Leng Feng.

Leng Feng's eyes became brighter and brighter, Sun Wudao's attack was fierce and direct, every move was fierce and straight, as long as one hit, it would definitely be the result of broken bones and tendons.

"That's right..." Leng Feng's eyes became brighter the more he fought. Since arriving in Jiangbei, all he encountered were small fish and shrimps. Often, his own strength had not reached [-]%, and it became a turmoil. Until now, There is a feeling of rusty bones.

Now that he met Sun Wudao, Leng Feng naturally had a feeling of joy at seeing Lie, and with his spirit lifted, he had a great time fighting Sun Wudao.

The more Sun Wudao fights, the more frightened he becomes. As a former leader of the special forces, he has always known the importance of strength, so although he returned to his hometown because of a mistake three years ago, he has been practicing diligently. As a result, his strength has only increased compared to three years ago.

During the three years when he was ordered to protect Zhao Xiangyu, Sun Wudao also encountered many masters, but they were all overwhelmed by Mount Tai. Today, after receiving Zhao Xiangyu's order to kill Leng Feng, Sun Wudao Wudao thought that this was an easy task.

But in the face of the iron-like facts, Sun Wudao found how ridiculous his own thoughts were, especially after seeing Leng Feng's relaxed face, Sun Wudao's heart gradually sank. Not doing my best.

This feeling made Sun Wudao, who has always been proud and arrogant, very upset. He roared again and again, and touched his waist several times, wanting to pull out the military thorns he carried with him, but when he saw that Leng Feng didn't light up the weapon. After that, he put his hand down several times.

"Use a weapon, you are not my opponent." Seemingly seeing Sun Wudao's thoughts, Leng Feng smiled softly, and after jumping out of the battle circle, he showed his dagger.

"Good knife..." Seeing that Leng Feng's dagger was stringed like water, and he felt a chill from a distance of one meter away, Sun Wudao couldn't help but give a big praise, the general with a serious face The thorns came out.

"Om..." With all his strength, a military thorn stabbed at Leng Feng, because of the speed, the short military thorn made a roar.

"Too strong, not flexible enough..." Leng Feng chuckled, and when the military thorn was about to stab himself, the dagger turned around and stuck to Sun Wudao's military thorn.

Sun Wudao's heart trembled, and he tried his best to shake off the dagger, but the dagger, like a maggot attached to the bone, slashed towards Sun Wudao's wrist against the military thorn.

Although he knew that the military thorn had guards, Sun Wudao still didn't dare to push it too far, let go of his hand with a look of unwillingness, and jumped to the side.

"I used a killing technique, but you used an enemy-controlling technique, so you lost." Leng Feng swung his dagger, let the military stab circle the dagger twice, and with a shake of his hand, the military stab flew towards Sun Wudao .

"Come again..." Sun Wudao took the dagger, the fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense, and after a loud roar, he rubbed his body again.

"Ding ding ding..." The collision of the dagger and the military stab sent sparks flying, and Sun Wudao retreated again and again. When he retreated to the seventh step, the military stab was shot down, and the gleaming dagger rested on Sun Wudao's neck.

"Kill me..." Sun Wudao sighed, and slowly closed his eyes: "I admit that I am not your opponent, but I am a man, so don't play tricks on me anymore."

"Why did I kill you?" Leng Feng snorted coldly, and when he moved his hand, Sun Wudao only felt a pain in his body, and he couldn't lift one arm limply.

"You..." Sun Wudao looked at Leng Feng with some confusion. From Zhao Xiangyu's mouth, Sun Wudao knew that Leng Feng was a decisive and ruthless person. He was defeated by Leng Feng. Ten deaths but no life, but did not expect that Leng Feng only crippled his own arm.

"Don't look at me like that." Leng Feng smiled at Sun Wudao: "If you wanted to kill me, you would definitely die, but your behavior just now reminded me of my past, so I punished you slightly ,get out."

Seeing Sun Wudao's figure disappear into the night, Leng Feng narrowed his eyes and followed Sun Wudao quietly.

Sun Wudao was sent by Zhao Xiangyu. If the operation fails this time, he will definitely report to Zhao Xiangyu. Leng Feng has always been a person who likes to nip danger in the bud. Naturally, he wants to follow Sun Wudao and completely kill Zhao Xiangyu. kill.

Leng Feng promised not to kill Sun Wudao, so naturally he would not touch Sun Wudao again, but if Sun Wudao still wanted to protect Zhao Xiangyu, that would be another matter.

Sun Wudao resisted the severe pain from his arm, and staggered forward for two kilometers before stopping.

"Wu Dao, did you succeed..." Zhao Xiangyu, whose cheeks were swollen high, ran out of the grove by the roadside with a gloomy expression, without even looking at Sun Wudao's injured arm.

"Madam, I advise you, you'd better give up this idea, otherwise, you will become the next Zhao Mingyang." After Sun Wudao dropped these words, he turned his head and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Xiangyu's voice raised an octave, and he dodged to block Sun Wudao's way: "What do you mean!"

"I'm not Leng Feng's opponent." Sun Wudao looked helpless: "I can't kill Leng Feng at all, and today is the last day of the three-year period, my task has been completed, we will not violate the river. "

"Sun Wudao..." Zhao Xiangyu's triangular eyes flashed ferociously: "You didn't kill Leng Feng, which means you didn't complete the last task I entrusted to you, so you must continue to protect me."

Zhao Xiangyu knew about Sun Wudao's ability. In the past three years, he did not know how many unreasonable things he had secretly done with Sun Wudao. I don't want Sun Wudao to leave just like that.

"Three years is the deadline. I haven't completed the task this time, but when you sent me, didn't you say that no matter whether this time succeeds or not, I will be free?" Sun Wudao's face slowed down. It slowly cooled down.

"Wu Dao..." Zhao Xiangyu sighed and changed the subject: "Since you want to leave, then I won't force you, but for the sake of what you have done for me in the past three years, I Tell you a secret, the secret about your father's death!"

"You mean, my father was killed, and there are other secrets behind it." Sun Wudao's face changed, and he took a step forward, like a wild beast that chooses to eat someone, and grabbed Zhao Xiangyu's arm.

"Yes, I also got this news recently." Zhao Xiangyu nodded solemnly, then turned his head to look around with some guilt, put his mouth in front of Sun Wudao's ear, and said something softly.

"What did you say... ah..." The last ah word was Zhao Xiangyu, taking advantage of Sun Wudao's raising his head, and stabbing a gleaming dagger into Sun Wudao's stomach. .

(End of this chapter)