Chapter 1300 Reverse Blowing

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"A guy without eyes!"

Ling Yan cast a stern glance at Huangfu's smile, and continued to grab Yao Ling.

Fortunately, after this mutation, others finally reacted.

Leng Feng asked Sima Chongting to take care of Cai Jiannan and other ordinary people, and he waved his palms to attack Ling Yan's side.

The palm technique is fast, it is impressively the Dark Night Meteor Palm in the Yewu Zhendian.

"Huh? What kind of palm technique is this?"

Ling Yan looked at Leng Feng's palm in amazement, but there was not much worry in his eyes.

Compared with Leng Feng, who had not studied ancient martial arts for a long time, Ling Yan, a veteran master, really had nothing to fear.

He easily caught Leng Feng's palm with one palm, and then kicked him away in Leng Feng's wide eyes.

"Leave far away!"

Leng Feng took the foot firmly and was kicked upside down.

Ling Yan sneered disdainfully, grabbed Yao Ling's neck, and lifted Yao Ling up.

Although Yao Ling's face was still pale, there was no fear in his eyes.

She stared at Ling Yan, her eyes filled with hatred.

The scene where Huangfu smiled and sacrificed himself to stand in front of Yao Ling made this innocent little girl mature a lot in an instant.

"I hate the way you look."

Ling Yan has been in charge of the City Council for many years, and he is full of desire to control. The most uncomfortable thing is that he does not respect his subordinates.

And Yao Ling's eyes now reminded him of his ruined situation, and his eyes could not help chilling.

The hand that was originally pinching Yao Ling's neck slowly pushed inward.

Yao Ling's fair neck immediately became congested, and her face became more and more painful.

Just when Ling Yan was about to break Yao Ling's neck, she suddenly felt a chill descend on her neck.

He couldn't help shivering and turned his head abruptly.

This turn, but it happened to meet a pair of eyes that were as cold as ice.

The murderous aura in the pair of eyes rolled, as if the clouds were dense, and the thunder was overwhelming.

A wooden sword quietly and silently slid across Ling Yan's neck.

For a moment, Ling Yan was too frightened to move.

"You, when did you..."

Ling Yan clearly remembered that Ye Hong was still dozens of meters away in the last second, why did he turn his head and come to his side?

Could it be that he knows the legendary escaping technique? !

This strange fact made Ling Yan's forehead start to sweat.

The wooden sword hanging between his neck irritated Ling Yan's skin for a while.

"It was the wind that helped me."

Ye Hong suddenly said a word out of nowhere, as if he was answering Ling Yan's doubts, and he seemed to be sighing with emotion.

Fang Cai Yehong witnessed the tragedy of Huangfuxiao, but the unwillingness and pain in his heart stimulated his head inexplicably.

He suddenly had an idea, and aimed the Shushan Kendo behind him.

The gust of wind blowing backwards pushed Ye Hong's progress in the opposite direction.

Combined with the ability to fly, a meteor-like miracle was completed.

He arrived in time just before Ling Yan cast a poisonous hand on Yao Ling.

The Qingmei real person on the opposite side nodded for a while.

In just a few days, Ye Hong's knowledge and utilization of Shushan kendo and ancient martial arts have skyrocketed.

With such a monstrous talent, Qingmei Zhenren sighed to himself.

He seemed to be able to predict that Ye Hong, the younger generation who came into contact with Shushan kendo decades later than him, was very likely to come into contact with the true meaning of Shushan kendo before him.

"The future generations are terrifying... Since that's the case, do you want to consider turning this kid back to Shushan to be the headmaster..."

Qingmei Zhenren touched his chin and thought silently.