Chapter 82 Jiang Wenming is too cowardly
Gao Dafu has really started recording videos.
Although Lu Xingchen may not be good at anything else, she has learned the Twelve Forms of the Soft Whip Secret Technique, which is from a game and is quite powerful.
Despite relying on the twelve secret techniques of the soft whip, Jiang Wenming and Zhu Yong were never able to gain the upper hand.
Zhu Yong felt that he was getting slower and slower, and if he couldn't handle Lu Xingchen soon, he would probably collapse here.
Zhu Yong became anxious.
Lu Xingchen swept his soft whip, and Zhu Yong, in a fit of rage, threw down his iron axe, stepped forward with both hands, and grabbed the tip of the soft whip.
He knew he was strong, while Lu Xingchen was not, so he wanted to take the soft whip away.
To his surprise, after he grabbed the soft whip with both hands, he felt excruciating pain, cried out in alarm, and let go.
He had several caltrops in his hand. He was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat. He gritted his teeth, pulled out the caltrops, and threw them away.
His hands were covered in blood and his fingers were broken.
Zhu Yong felt so painful that his head felt dizzy and he almost fainted.
"Oh, it hurts!" Gao Dafu has a strong ability to empathize and immediately cried out for Zhu Yong.
Players in the area chat understood immediately and asked, "What happened? Who got hurt again?"
Gao Dafu: "Zhu Yong, that murderer! Ouch, his hands are rotten, and his fingers are connected to his heart. It must hurt!"
Gao Dafu was diligently doing his live stream.
Seeing Zhu Yong's miserable state, he shrank back and said, "Oh dear, it's terrible, it's terrible! Zhu Yong's hand is ruined, tsk tsk tsk, it's covered in blood!"
As he spoke, he sent the video to the chat channel. Of course, the video only showed Zhu Yong's miserable condition.
He also thoughtfully blurred Lu Xingchen's face.
Then everyone saw Zhu Yong's face twisted in pain.
"Ah, Lu Xingchen is pretty good at using the whip!"
"Of course it's good. Didn't you see how painful it was for Zhu Yong? Hey, what happened to his hand?"
"The video isn't clear, but I saw him grab Lu Xingchen's whip and then get stabbed. Oh, and Lu Xingchen's whip had a hidden weapon attached!"
"Zhu Yong's hands were covered in blood; it looked so painful!"
"Cough, he's bleeding from his legs and shoulders, he's badly injured!"
"Just now, I saw Jiang Wenli. Is he paralyzed?"
"Jiang Wenming's face is pale as hell. He must be terrified. Lu Xingchen is really amazing. He defeated them 1v3 and crushed them!"
"Haha, Jiang Wenming, why aren't you running? If you don't run, your entire army will be wiped out!"
Jiang Wenming's face was pale.
I was half scared and half angry.
"Brother, brother, let's go!" Jiang Wenli was in pain and scared. He dragged his leg a few steps and shouted at Jiang Wenming, "My leg is ruined, brother!"
"Ah, brother, this bird is pecking at my eyes! Ah, my eyes!" Jiang Wenli screamed again.
A beautiful bird with a red beak and blue feathers soared into the sky, cursing, "You dog, you blind man! You piece of trash!"
It’s Lanlan.
Blood flowed from Jiang Wenli's eyes, and he covered his eyes and screamed in agony.
Jiang Wenming clenched the long sword in his hand. He wanted to take Jiang Wenli away quickly and treat his injuries. If it was too late, Jiang Wenli's legs would be crippled!
Jiang Wenli might even go blind!
How could such a strange bird come here!
Jiang Wenming didn't have time to think about it. He put away his sword, ran to Jiang Wenli, carried Jiang Wenli on his back and ran away.
He refused to admit that he was terrified of Lu Xingchen.
Gao Dafu shook his head repeatedly: "Tsk tsk, Jiang Wenming is such a coward, he actually ran away!"
Wei Lin was overjoyed: "Jiang Wenming ran away?"
He was always worried about Lu Xingchen.
Gao Dafu said, "Yes, they ran away, taking Jiang Wenli with them and leaving Zhu Yong behind. Poor Zhu Yong, he was just used by the Jiang brothers like that."
Zhu Yong didn't run away.
He killed so many people and never ran away.
Although he was seriously injured, his ferocity was aroused.
Zhu Yong roared, fiercely grabbed the iron axe, and charged towards Lu Xingchen.
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