League of Legends: Queen Ashe, please help

Lingfeng called everyone together and said: "I know you were all brought here by Uncle Aiwen. Many of you may have been warriors in the tribe before, and may look down on our Ataro tribe. Now you are here." You have a chance to choose. You can put down the blade in your hand, take three silver coins and leave. If you think our Ataro tribe can let you settle, then we will share weal and woe in the future..."

Ling Feng's words made everyone fall into deep thought. Balke also understood that after all, they were a group of teenagers, especially since he was the leader of the clan. If he did not have enough strength to defend his position, it would easily cause turmoil. , Lingfeng continued: "Since you are in our Ataro tribe, you must abide by the rules of our Ataro tribe. What these four people committed today can be said to be a capital crime. I will give you a chance today."

Ling Feng turned around and said to the four of them: "If the four of you can defeat me together, you can leave alive..."

When Balk and Harris heard this, their expressions suddenly changed. They walked to Ling Feng and said, "Ling Feng, you are still injured..."

Ling Feng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I've almost recovered now..."

Balk looked at Ling Feng in disbelief. In fact, Ling Feng was also a little surprised. The wounds on his body healed faster than usual, and in the fight with Sa in the market, the injuries he suffered were all superficial injuries. , now many wounds have begun to scab.

The four people looked at Ling Feng with great doubts, and one of them said, "Are you telling the truth?"

Ling Feng walked to a spacious place and said, "Come on!"

Balk signaled, and the people behind him let go of the four of them. Ling Feng said, "Pick up your weapons!"

"If the four of us accidentally kill you..."

Ling Feng interrupted: "The clan leader will also let you go..."

Almost everyone thought Ling Feng was crazy. Balk would still have confidence in Ling Feng in normal times, but Ling Feng had already experienced a fierce battle in the market and was still injured. He was already exhausted. Now he had to Facing four strong men, even Balk had doubts about Ling Feng. If the only person present who had confidence in Ling Feng was Harris.

Four people stood opposite Ling Feng holding blades. Looking at Ling Feng, they still didn't understand why Ling Feng had so much confidence. Ling Feng's arm flickered and Bing Shang fell into his hand. His body remained motionless as he looked at the four of them, "Let's go together." superior..."

The four of them rushed towards Ling Feng with blades in their hands. Ling Feng took a deep breath, then moved his body and went straight to the man on the far left, because the moment they moved, the strong man on the left was behind them. When he rushed over, he was one step slower than the other three.

"Be careful..." A person reminded loudly, but his reminder seemed to be a step too late. Ling Feng's Bingshang had already cut the artery on his neck.

The death of the strong man on the left caught them off guard, but Lingfeng had gone through so many fights, and a small flaw in his opponent was enough for him. The moment the strong man on the left arrived, they understood that this young man had chosen to fight against four. , not arrogance, but a kind of confidence.

After Ling Feng killed one person, he turned the scimitar in his hand in a circle around his palm, and then held the knife in his backhand, with the back of the knife against his arm and the blade facing outward, because holding the knife in his backhand could save more energy. The only drawback is that this kind of grip The sword posture has no attack range and requires close combat, and close combat has always been Ling Feng's strength.

Ling Feng slid forward and leaned directly against the strong man closest to him. His body was like a spinning top. When the strong man saw Ling Feng sticking close to him, the blade in his hand not only lost the advantage in attack distance, but also limited himself. , his heart suddenly went into chaos. Seeing the strong man panic, Ling Feng raised the corner of his mouth, and the Bing Shang in his hand turned into a thorn, directly piercing the strong man's heart.

Two people were killed in an instant, and cold sweat broke out on the backs of the remaining two people. The short, strong man said, "Lord Lingfeng, can you give me a way to survive?"

Ling Feng glanced at the woman's body on the ground and said, "Have you considered giving them a way to survive?"

The tall strong man said: "Actually, you just want to use the four of us to establish your authority. Everything is an excuse..."

Ling Feng secretly said that he was smart. Ling Feng also knew that in this world, strength is always respected. If there is no strength that people look up to, then the higher the position, the more miserable the death may be. The Ataro tribe is going through a long period of development in the future. He will be on the road of conquest for a period of time. If problems arise internally during this period, all his efforts will be in vain. Today Lingfeng showed his strength. Although it will not convince everyone, it can also dispel some people's thoughts. Other thoughts.

Ling Feng said: "You are very smart, but unfortunately you chose the wrong path..."

The tall strong man raised his head and said, "I know I can't beat you, but it would be really shameful and humiliating for me to die in the hands of a little kid..." After the strong man finished speaking, he raised the blade in his hand. Directly slit his own throat.

Ling Feng also didn't expect that this strong man would choose to commit suicide in order not to die in his own hands. Ling Feng looked at the unwilling look in the strong man's eyes and said, "In this world, strength is the only proof of being strong. If you face a strong enemy, you must dare to draw your sword even if you know you are defeated. It is not shameful to die by the enemy's sword."

Seeing the strong man lying on the ground slowly dying, he looked up at the short man and said, "It's your turn..."

The man looked at the three corpses lying on the ground, and his whole body trembled. In his heart, if four people beat a boy, no matter how incompetent they were, they could still leave two wounds on Ling Feng, but now he died in the blink of an eye. Three times, he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes, which made him unable to even think of resisting. The man knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy: "Master Lingfeng, let me go! I won't dare to do it next time. ..."

Seeing the man kneeling down, Ling Feng turned to the girl and said, "Are you really not planning to avenge your sister?"

After the girl heard this, she picked up the blade that fell on the ground with red eyes and walked towards the man. Ling Feng signaled, and the two people behind the man held down the man tightly to prevent him from resisting.

When the man saw the girl approaching with a blade in her hand, his begging for mercy became louder and louder. Ling Feng walked directly into the headquarters of the Nikaro tribe, and the man's begging for mercy stopped abruptly with a scream.