This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 147 Breaking the five kings with one knife!
When Linghu Jingtian found the crossbow, it was too late to dodge.

Knowing that this blow could not be dodged, he quickly folded his left arm across his chest, protecting his vitals.

With a muffled pop, the crossbow directly pierced his left arm.

His arm hurt, but Linghu Jingtian's forward momentum didn't stop at all.

The black dragon chant knife approached Linghu Xiaotian exactly as he wished, and stopped close to his throat.

"Fifth brother, you lost!"

Linghu Jingtian's expression remained as indifferent as usual.

This result was unexpected by Linghu Xiaotian.

It never occurred to him that Linghu Jingtian, who was severely injured by this, could still insist on rushing forward without being affected at all.

His heart was full of puzzlement, but a gentle smile appeared on Linghu Xiaotian's face.

"The eighth brother is superior in skills, and the fifth brother admires it very much!"

Nodding lightly, Linghu Jingtian withdrew his knife and turned around, leaving the golden eagle's back.

Linghu Xiaotian suddenly loosened his fingers, and the steel arrow that had been set on the string immediately pierced Linghu Jingtian's back.

With murderous intent in his eyes, Linghu Jingtian violently swung the knife in his hand.

The black dragon swayed out a shadow, smashed the arrow directly, and the tip of the knife mercilessly pierced into Linghu Xiaotian's left shoulder.

Gritting his teeth lightly, Linghu Jingtian's voice was as cold as ice.

"You forced me to do it!"

While talking, he suddenly stopped with his right foot.

Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, the golden eagle let out a piercing howl.

The body that was flying in balance immediately lost its balance and fell towards the platform below.

Flicking up, Linghu Jingtian flew directly onto the back of Falcon Aofeng who was coming towards him, and sat down behind Wildfire.

"Deserved!"

Seeing the golden eagle carrying the injured Linghu Xiaotian and falling crookedly on the back mountain platform, Yehuo looked contemptuous.

Subconsciously looking at Linghu Jingtian behind him, Yehuo noticed the crossbow on his arm.

"You are hurt……"

Linghu Jingtian directly interrupted her.

"Don't talk too much, just go back!"

Glancing at his hand gripping the handle of the knife, which was pale due to excessive force, Yehuo didn't say much, but shook the rein and turned Aofeng to the direction of the knife.

(End of this chapter)