Chapter 366： Broken arm

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Uh!

At the foot of the mountain, Su Mo stepped out like a dust fairy.

A young man with a height of over one meter nineteen and a very strong figure kept punching behind her, but her body could not move, as if it were petrified.

"It's not easy to practice your kung fu to this extent. Now I don't want to kill anyone, so I just take your Metal Dragon Order." Su Mo shook the two Metal Dragon Orders in his hands and then left quickly.

Su Mo, a woman who seems to be indifferent to fireworks on the earth, seems to do something with people and never likes to die.

But this Soviet fairy does not kill, it does not mean that others do not kill.

After Su Mo left, a Mitsubishi dart twirled and fluttered, cutting the throat of the tall youth.

Killing, this is really a merciless killing, and even some people are killing for no purpose.

Things like this are still happening elsewhere.

Some people find a suitable place to wait for a sneak attack as soon as they enter the mountains and forests; others see themselves as powerful and strong all the way up, and they do not evade encounters with others. Naturally, battles will occur. Others, relying on their merits, ran to the top of the mountain with all their strength, wanting to gain an advantage in speed first, and finally vying for Qianlong Order.

Liu Feng and Han Yichen went up the mountain together. The two were not fast or slow, and they were chatting while walking.

When the two walked for more than ten minutes, a young man suddenly appeared in front of him.

The dude was as fat as a ball, with a huge head on his shoulders and no neck at all.

"Well, you two Chinese people, leave Qianlong Ling, and get out of here."

Liu Feng glanced at Han Yichen. "Here is the fat guy. You can get a Qianlong order first. I'm not in a hurry."

"Don't! I'm not in a hurry."

Han Yichen piqued his mouth and said, "I feel like shame in playing this kind of merchandise, but you come."

"Dizzy, our brothers don't need to do this, let you snooze and snore!"

"Never, I don't like to make this kind of noodles."

Nima!

Stopping Liu Feng's fat makes his facial muscles cramped, shall we rob? Do you actually say we are noodles? Will you respect the robbers?

"Huaxia people, don't insult me."

The fat man stepped forward, and the big foot was shaking the ground. He pointed to his nose and said, "My name is Hami Lu. I am Vietnam's top master. Do you think I am weak? Get up and hit me, come, hit me! "

"Fuck, honey melon! You begged us to fight?"

"Cantaloupe, it's a real person, and it's a fight. It's so mean."

Snapped!

Liu Feng and Han Yichen each scolded each other, and then started to do it at the same time.

As soon as the two moved, this Hami Road regretted it. Liu Feng and Han Yichen were too fast, so fast that he felt that his eyesight could not keep up with the two's body law.

Immediately, a big slap was drawn on Hami Lu's left face.

At the moment of the stroke, Hami Lu felt that his half of his head was numb, and the face of that big fat face was thrown towards the side like a red flag rolled by the wind.

Snapped!

But before he could react, another loud slap was drawn on his right face.

"Fuck! Liu Feng, you're faster than me, even pumped him first."

"Hey, I was faster than you. Would you compare it to one, and see who has slapped more in a minute?"

"Bee, afraid of you?"

"Come here."

Pap, pap, papap ... So, the loud slap sounds are dense and high-frequency ringing, and they are transmitted very far in the forests that remain extremely primitive on the wide mountains.

Ten minutes later, Liu Feng left.

As he walked, Liu Feng said proudly: "I won, and I took more than 300 slaps of him in a minute, so this Qianlong is mys."

"Cut! I just slapped two less slaps than you, depressed." Han Yichen said darkly.

But is Han Yichen really depressed? It seems that the honeydew melon is the most depressing right now. The fat man is lying on the ground, and the whole face is swollen, and the facial features are not clear. Two lines of blood and tears flow along the two thin slits on his face. With.

"Well? Lying down! Scared me."

"Rely on! What the **** is this special?"

"Kill him, grow into this B. Why is it so scary, really **** it."

A few minutes later, the three passing masters were startled by Hami Road lying on the ground, and then all three shot at the same time, holding their swords and guns simultaneously.

Uh ...

After a wild cut, blood flowed like a pillar everywhere, the first master in Vietnam, just hung up.

On the way up the mountain, there are masters from time to time. For some people who are not very arrogant and just pass the Qianlong list, Liu Feng and Han Yichen will take the Qianlong order and they will not kill.

However, there are some opponents who are ruthless and want to kill, Liu Feng is not polite.

Within half an hour, Liu Feng and Han Yichen each seized three Qianlong orders and killed two of them.

With Qianlong's order in hand, the two of Liu Feng only need to advance at full speed, and after passing the mountain, they will pass the next mountain pass.

Of course, the two did the same, except that after more than an hour of rushing and walking across the mountainside, a group of people suddenly emerged from all around.

"kill!"

"It's them, don't be soft."

"Go together!"

There are nearly twenty people, each holding a machete, a sharp sword, and some hook-shaped weapons with Western characteristics.

Puff puff!

However, in the face of these sudden enemies, Liu Feng didn't panic at all. He lifted his hands at the same time, and six silver needles flew out at the same time. The six people surrounded by him at the same time were stiff, and then fell on Ground.

"Oh! I found you early, don't you know?"

Han Yichen yelled and pulled a set of nunchakus from his waist, killing them towards the crowd behind him.

Although Han Yichen, who has been exhausting Tango, has degraded to the level of energy, after all, he was a master of Danjin after all. No matter the depth of combat consciousness or skill, it is not comparable to ordinary experts.

And the group of so-called masters besieging Liu Feng, in their eyes, the strength is really not very good.

Nunchakus flew up and down, left, right, left and right in Han Yichen's hands, beating these masters to hold their heads and cover their hands, screaming constantly.

Liu Feng ’s lethality is even more horrible. He did not use weapons. After the flying needle knocked down six people, his fists became a weapon with no fuss.

A guy leaping from the left wanted to hug Liu Feng, but was hit by Liu Feng with a fist on his face, which caused him to blow his nose and cover his face backwards.

Another yellow-haired man slashed at Liu Feng's head with a sword. As a result, Liu Feng made his first come first, hitting the other's chest with a punch, and the yellow-haired figure flew backwards.

Just when Liu Feng and the two men made a fierce attack, knocking down more than half of them, they suddenly jumped from a big tree beside Liu Feng.

The man held a narrow fencing in his hand, the cross of the sword was imaginary, pointed directly at Liu Feng's head, and shouted, "Liu Feng is going to die!"

The sword was extremely tricky, and it was Liu Feng who kicked and flew a man who attacked him with all his strength, and before he had his legs back, he could find the best time to kill.

However, Liu Feng seemed to have eyes on his head. Suddenly, a ruler-like scimitar thin as a cicada was added to his right hand, and he picked up towards the top of his head.

when!

The blade sharply cut on the sword's tip, and gave out a crisp sound of metal collision.

Don't look at Liu Feng's thin and light knife, but the sharpness and toughness of this knife make any of his opponents frightened.

Only in this collision, the people who attacked from above were surprised by Liu Fengzhen to leap five or six meters away. After hitting a large tree, they stably fell to the ground.

Ding!

At the same time, a small blade of nearly five centimeters in length also fell to the ground, making a dinging sound.

"Jia Mude, I thought you would pass the level as soon as possible, or hid first. I didn't expect you to come out and find death so soon!" Liu Feng looked at the attacker, and raised a smile of death on the corner of his mouth.

That's right, the person who jumped down from the tree and attacked Liu Feng was Jia Mude, and the first to siege Liu Feng were all from their West Asia Master League.

However, after a round of tough collisions, most of these West Asian masters have lost their combat power and are doomed to pass the first level.

Jia Mude's right hand holding the sword was trembling violently at this time, and he looked at Liu Feng with a flicker.

"Why? Do you want to run?" Liu Feng stepped towards Jia Mude and said word by word: "Don't forget what I said before letting you go last time, and meet again on the Qianlong list, then Just endlessly, are you ready to die? "

"I, I'm not ready!"

Jia Mude's eyes flickered even more, and then he suddenly beckoned: "Brothers, don't stop, we said before, if we don't try to kill Liu Feng, we may not have the chance to pass the first level, everyone will go together."

"on!"

The remaining masters of West Asia were shocked by the words of Jia Mude, and then instinctively slaughtered again.

It's just that ~ www.novelhall.com ~ these West Asian masters rushed to the top, but Jia Mude turned and ran with his sword.

"Old Han, these dregs are entrusted to you." Liu Feng sneered and sighed, then jumped into shape, chasing Jia Mude like walking in the air.

"Relax, this scum ... Damn, why should I deal with this scum? Depressed!"

...

Jia Mude was really panicked at this time. He always thought that he was already at the top of his strength in West Asia, and this time the Qianlong list will certainly shine.

But who ever thought, Liu Feng emerged so powerful that he was desperate.

Even in this first pass, he chose to let everyone besiege Liu Feng. He couldn't succeed in the sudden attack. At this time, all his confidence and pride had disappeared.

Even more frightening is that Liu Feng's light work has reached an extremely horrible level. He just ran a dozen meters away and heard a rushing wind behind him.

Ok?

Jia Mude turned his head back suddenly, and then his face changed in fright. He saw Liu Feng descend from the sky like a sky sword. At the moment he turned back, Liu Feng had reached a distance of less than one meter behind him.

It can be said with certainty that if Liu Feng waved his sword at this time, he could directly demand his sword.

"I fight with you."

In desperation, Jia Mude turned abruptly, pointing his sword straight up at Liu Feng's chest.

when!

However, Liu Feng erected **** and clamped the stabbed sword body, then twisted it, and the narrow and long sword body broke into two parts.

At the same time, Liu Feng's feet also landed steadily. The scimitar in his hand exerted force with his forearm, and the concealed and tricky upwardly picked up the knife.

puff!

The speed of this knife almost made Jia Mude unable to react. He just felt that his armpit was cold, and then his right arm was severed.

This is Xiaoxian's peculiar stunt and two-break style. Liu Feng uses the broken-arm style.