Chapter 991 The masters fight!

Song Qingqing grabbed Ye Chen's hand tightly and asked:

"Can you really protect me?"

Song Qingqing looked like she liked it.

She was actually ready to die just now, but if there is hope, who wants to die again?

Ye Chen smiled and tied up a strand of broken hair from Song Qingqing's forehead, then pinched her cheek and said:

"Silly girl, it's right for you to call me here today. I must make the jackal pay the price."

Puff!

Oda Ichiro suddenly pulled out the tooth knife and stabbed Ye Chen directly into the back of the heart.

"Brother Ye Chen, be careful!" Song Qingqing happened to stand opposite Ye Chen. She clearly saw Oda Ichiro pulling out a tooth knife and stabbing Ye Chen in the back of the heart.

Bang!

Ye Chen didn't turn back, but grabbed Oda Ichiro's Tai Knife with his backhand, and rolled it hard, and the Tai Knife turned into a pile of scrap iron.

Ye Chen threw the pile of scrap iron on the ground.

"Give it to me! Take him off."

Zheng Jiaojiao, who had been impatient, gave an order to Grandma Feng.

Whoosh!

Grandma Feng tapped the crutch like a rotating top, and hit Ye Chen with a whimper.

Her crutches also rotated at high speed, making her look like a high-speed spinning cutting machine.

The tables, chairs, benches, etc. that were touched by Grandma Feng broke all over the floor in an instant.

If you are touched by a crutch, you will definitely die.

Woo woo!

Grandma Feng whirled in front of Ye Chen like a whirlwind, and slashed directly towards Ye Chen's neck!

"A little trick!"

Ye Chen lit the ground with his left foot and shouted: "Get up!"

Whoosh!

Ye Chen suddenly rose into the air, jumped more than three meters high, and then shouted "Fallen!"

Then, Ye Chen's body fell rapidly, and at the same time he stepped on the wind Grandma who was spinning at high speed like a gyro.

"Be careful!"

Song Qingqing was both shocked and anxious.

I'm worried for Ye Chen!

Because the wind Grandma rotates at high speed like a large cutting machine, wherever she goes, the tables, chairs, and benches are all cut into pieces.

Grandma Feng's crutches stood up and rotated. When Ye Chen stepped on his feet, it would be easy to snatch Ye Chen's legs by the iron crutches rotating at high speed like a cutting machine twisted!

Zheng Jiaojiao dragged the goblet with two fingers, looked at all this proudly, and then smiled:

"Ye Chen's legs will definitely be cut off by the iron crutches.

"This move is called a propeller!"

"Ha ha……"

Zheng Jiaojiao didn't forget to introduce it next to her.

I think she has seen Grandma Feng use this trick a lot?

However, Zheng Jiaojiaojiao just smiled halfway and couldn't continue to laugh.

Because Ye Chen fell quickly, he directly clamped the iron crutch of Grandma Feng with his feet, and then a pigeon turned over and turned 720 degrees in the air!

Whoosh!

Ye Chen held the iron crutch on both feet and shot directly at a bodyguard from the Zheng family!

Puchi!

The iron crutch directly penetrated the bodyguard's chest and nailed him to the wall at that time!

"ah!"

The bodyguard kicked his feet and looked extremely frightened, and he looked down at his heart, which was penetrated by the iron crutches, feeling extremely frightened!

Everyone was stunned:

Suddenly I remembered the scene when Jesus was nailed to the cross. Now the bodyguard of the Zheng family was directly nailed to the wall with an iron crutch, which shows how powerful Ye Chen's internal strength is.

Zheng Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows slightly. Doesn’t this mean that Grandma Feng has no weapons in her hands?

"Nest! Boy, I didn't expect you to be able to do it."

Grandma Feng, who was spinning at high speed, made a strange cry.

However, she kept moving, continuing to rotate at high speed, and became faster and faster.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The high-speed rotation of Grandma Feng was now like a kaleidoscope, with her as the center, shooting thousands of poison needles at Ye Chen!

"Ye Chen! Go to die!" Grandma Feng screamed strangely.

"Brother, be careful!" Song Qingqing reminded next to her, looking worried.

When Oda Ichiro saw this, he hated Ye Chen even more and more!

He asked himself that he was polite enough to Song Qingqing, but Song Qingqing never looked at him, but instead was attached to this slut!

The most sensitive between men and women, how could he not see Song Qingqing's attachment to Ye Chen?

Zheng Jiaojiao's face returned to her arrogant posture again. Her eyebrows were gently raising, her toes were pointed, and she said lightly:

"Ye Chen, you actually dare to be proud of yourself in front of the peak of the Xuan Realm. I think you are simply ignorant!"

"Go to die!"

Grandma Feng, who was spinning at high speed, was like a launcher, constantly shooting out one tent after another of silver needles at Ye Chen.

And those silver needles all carry toxins without exception.

As long as you are shot, your body will be paralyzed at the least, and you will die on the spot!

Song Qingqing had already thought about it at this time:

If Ye Chen had something to do, she would immediately die with Ye Chen in her arms.

Never be humiliated.

When she thought of this, Song Qingqing calmed down.

Thinking of dying with Ye Chen, Song Qingqing showed a warm smile on her face.

I'm afraid there is only one who can die with him.

However, Ye Chen knew the girl’s thoughts?

Seeing Grandma Feng's silver needles shot towards her one after another, Ye Chen quickly grabbed 4 chopsticks, and his hands were like flying:

brush!

Two pairs of chopsticks on the left and right hands quickly clamped the silver needles after silver flying towards him.

"I'll clip!"

When Ye Chen turned around and raised his chopsticks with his hands, everyone at the scene was stunned:

how?

The chopsticks on Ye Chen's hands were filled with dense silver needles!

Hurry!

Ye Chen let go of the chopsticks and shook the silver needles to the ground.

"evildoer!"

Seeing this, Grandma Feng couldn't help but gently turn her neck.

I never expected that Ye Chen's kung fu would be so abnormal.

In such a short time, she used two pairs of chopsticks to fly together with her left and right hands, clamping all the silver needles she shot out!

"I still have it!"

Grandma Feng bang! She jumped up, took her crutch into her hand, and then touched the machine with her hands, laughing:

"Ye Chen! I still have it!" I was about to release the poison needle again.
To be continued...