At this time, his two younger brothers emerged from somewhere, blocking Leng Qianxun's retreat.

"I didn't want to escape at all." Leng Qianxun shook the backpack on his shoulder to the corner, and he would be as casual as he was.

"No one can save you this time." Niu Da stopped five steps away from him and discovered his changes.

Xiaoyao, even if he painted a piece of skin for himself, he could recognize the unique millet hair in the school.

"Do I still need someone to save me? Come on, don't waste your verbal words." Leng Qianxun moved his body and took the initiative to attack.

Niu Da paused for a moment and immediately came to his senses. After all, he was an experienced fighting warrior and still had the ability to adapt.

He quickly took a step back and avoided Leng Qianxun's assault.

"Oh! That's not bad!" Leng Qianxun's tone seemed to be admiring, and more like a joke.

"It's my turn." Niu Daben didn't use a stick, but was afraid that he wouldn't grasp the right position for the moment, so he accidentally broke the bent man in half.

"Come on!" Leng Qianxun spread his hands and moved very freely, expressing a warm welcome.

Niu Da saw that this kid was born to be like beating a loser. Fortunately, I was born, and this kind of person I wanted to be beaten.

"Then I'm not polite." As he said that, he couldn't wait to lift the stick, thinking that with his speed and strength, he would even break one of the other's hands, right?

But unexpectedly, Leng Qianxun flashed and he didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Huh? This kid's speed has been much faster. Did he hide his weakness in the morning?

Leng Qianxun took advantage of his doubts and turned around and kicked off the hammer in his hand.

With her current skills at the second level of foundation building, this stick has no ability to kill her, but she just looks unhappy, and it looks like a dog-beating stick no matter how you look.

"Clang!"

With a loud bang, Niu Da shook his hand that was a little numb. Unexpectedly, he had two more moves, and the fight was becoming more and more interesting.

He twisted his neck habitually, and the knuckles he rubbed together clattered. For a fighter, Leng Qianxun knew that Niu Da was going to start a war.

After all, Niu Da never took her seriously.

"Brother Niu, I need to show mercy later!" Leng Qianxun raised his eyebrows at him and said with a smile.

It would be fine if he didn't say "yo". As soon as he heard the ending sound, Niu Da couldn't help but think of the fact that he was a bent man, which made him feel disgusted.

"You little brat, it's too late to plead with mercy now."

Putting aside the goddess, there is actually not much hatred between them.

But the goddess's words were an imperial edict to him, and he had to do it, willingly.

Although he is so arrogant, perhaps because of his frequent training, his skills are not stupid at all and he is responsive.

On several occasions, he touched Leng Qianxun's clothes, and when he wanted to catch it, he always slipped away.

After repeating this several times, Niu Da changed his strategy.

"You two, come together." He pointed to the three cannons and nine blades standing next to him.

"Damn! You bully the fewer people." Three, not many! He just tried his best to deal with it.

"You can do it too." Niu Dao raised his eyebrows and looked at him jokingly.

Leng Qianxun curled his lips, shameless! He knew that it was impossible.

"Give you a chance, otherwise you will regret it." Niu Da was deliberately angry with him.
Chapter completed!