66: C66 Real Crisis

C66 Real Crisis

"Clank ~ ~ ~"

Flames flew in all directions.

Lingchen raised the watermelon knife in his hand and blocked the attack. Although the opponent had a lot of strength, he still stopped and did not retreat.

"Interesting."

The brown-haired teenager smiled playfully. He kicked with his feet and took two steps back, leaving Lingchen's side.

Another cold light flashed.

These were the fourteen people. Lingchen had to face the fourteen people alone and the pressure was very great. If he didn't have the karate essence and the Foundation Establishment Fruit to wash his body, his legs would have been cut off in less than ten seconds.

"You're courting death!"

Lingchen frowned. He pushed his left foot against the ground, twisted his body, and returned the watermelon knife.

Clang!

Another wave of flames flew in all directions.

This young man's reaction was very fast. When Lingchen's blade came, he immediately retracted the blade that was chopped out. He blocked in front of him and indeed blocked Lingchen's blade.

However, Lingchen's strength was too great. Even if he blocked it, he would not be able to block it perfectly.

His hands ached from the shock.

Opportunity!

Lingchen's eyes flashed as he kicked the man in the stomach, sending him flying.

The young man rolled twice on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood before clenching his teeth and climbing back up. From the looks of it, he was someone who had gone out to fight.

He stood up and looked at Lingchen viciously.

It was as if he wanted to eat Lingchen.

Lingchen originally wanted to go and knock him out.

However, just as he took a step forward, a cold light forced him over, followed by the whistling sound of wind coming from behind. It was the iron rod.

Lingchen had no choice but to dodge.

However, just as he steadied himself, an iron rod was thrown at his face.

"Scram."

Lingchenli shouted. With great force in his right hand, the cold light of the steel blade in his hand illuminated the area. It made their eyes dazzle and their rushing footsteps falter.

Clang! Clang!

When the steel knife hit the iron rod, sparks flew everywhere.

The iron rod was knocked out of his hand and spun in the air before falling to the ground.

Lingchen took advantage of this moment to kick the person, sending him flying. He fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of liver water. His face turned bitter.

"Let's fight! He's invincible in a one on one!"

Someone shouted. Suddenly, more than ten people rushed towards Lingchen. Blades flashed, swords flashed, and the whistling sounds of iron rods could be heard.0

It was true that two fists was no match for four hands.

At the beginning, Lingchen was still taking the initiative, but when they attacked together, he became passive and had no choice but to dodge. He was almost hit by the iron rod and steel knife several times.

"Interesting, but that's it."

The brown-haired young man saw Lingchen constantly dodging in the middle of the crowd and immediately found it interesting. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up, revealing a playful smile.

Crash.

He picked up the one meter long steel pipe that fell to the ground, held it in his hand, and slowly walked towards Lingchen.

His eyes were filled with amusement.

As if seeing the brown-haired teenager, everyone on his way opened up a path to attack Lingchen from other directions.

Even though Lingchen's skill was extraordinary, he still struggled to dodge the attacks of fourteen people in a short period of time. However, the hairs on his body suddenly stood on end.

He felt a sharp pain in his neck.

Danger!

Lingchen immediately reacted, this was a sense of crisis. It could be said to be his spiritual sense, telling him where the danger was coming from.

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