Chapter 207: Sword mountain river

At this time, on the roof of the abandoned red brick house, another black man stood, and the man was still wearing a red cloak on his shoulder, squeaking in the wind, like a burning flame. ...,.
"Bronze No. 8, if you are killed in the mission, you can only blame yourself for being inferior." The man spoke up, his voice was hoarse and low, and when he spoke, his eyes were still on Qin Feng, and he was always alert to Qin. Maple's every move.
Just now Qin Feng and Bing Bing No. 8 battle, the fifth is in the eyes, even he did not dare to despise Qin Feng, this is definitely a very difficult task.
"Don't be his uncle, this is the situation where the bad old man lied to the target. This kid is full of strength and even higher strength. Where is our bronze group able to subdue, this is to ask the people of the silver group to come. It’s almost the same.
The eighth is still there.
On the 5th, he stopped paying attention to him. A pair of sly scorpions stared at Qin Feng, and the eyes burst into a fierce light, as if they wanted to see Qin Feng as transparent.
"What are you arresting? Now let him go, I can spare you a life." Qin Feng's cold voice sounded.
The voice of his speech is not big, but it can be clearly introduced into the ears of the two people in the wind and the wind, which is the effect that can be achieved by using the internal air.
The external family practiced the internal strength, and broke out once, followed by the internal strength and broke out again.
The internal family exercises the internal gas, and it can be erupted several times in a single move.
Standing on the roof, the face of Bronze No.5 changed slightly, as if he had smelled a deeper crisis, but he did not dare to guess in that direction, because Qin Feng showed the strength of his foreign practice, he did not believe Qin. Maple also practiced the internal exercises.
This kind of genius inside and outside double repair, nothing in the middle!
"He is already dead." Bronze No. 5 stood alone in the wind and stood majestic, faintly said: "Next, you have to die!"
Bang!
This sentence is like a lightning bolt in the brain of Qin Feng, and his head suddenly exploded.
Usually he is always a wretched and unruly image, but now his face is full of sly and violent, his eyes are full of anger, his body's hair is set up, this will be Qin Feng is an angry beast.
His smile is no longer harmless to humans and animals. He can't see a trace of wretchedness in his look. He reaches out and no longer wants to touch his thighs.
With a big hand, this time is to kill!
"You will pay the price of blood for the words you just said!"
Qin Feng's cold and frosty sounds wandered in the sky and could not be dispersed for a long time.
He gently tapped his feet, and the whole figure was like a string of arrows that had burst into the roof. No one could hurt Qin Dashao’s relatives unless they died.
"Bad boy, don't say too early, look at the whip!"
At the moment of the bronze No. 5, he watched Qin Feng. At the moment he moved, the orange long whip in the fifth hand had already waved, and it was like a small snake in the air, roaring.
It’s awkward!
The harsh explosion sounded in the air.
Compared with the 8th, the strength of this bronze No. 5 is obviously superior, and he is a master of long-range offense, and the long whip in his hand is free and powerful.
At this time, Qin Feng was attacked with a cold iron fist. He could only attack me closely, but he could not get close to the bronze No. 5 at a time. He quickly jumped into the weeds and quickly shuttled through the grass.
The grass grows and flies in February, and the embankment is drunk with spring smoke.
It’s just not in February, and it’s not Huang Qi’s flying in the weeds. But this situation, the big rivers and the sun, the Qin Feng’s light grass flying, but some fit the mood.
It’s awkward!
Behind this poetic scene is extremely thrilling. The long whip of the bronze No. 5 sounds deafening, and the whip is whistling. Every time it passes by Qin Feng and hits the weeds behind him.
After each whip falls, there will be a deep trace. The weeds that were originally grown densely and tallly are often whipped down by a long whip. Obviously, there is no way to hide the sight of the enemy from hiding Qin Feng.
After some dodging, Qin Feng had a preliminary understanding of the strength of Bronze V. He had also encountered Liang Zhenwei, a master who used long whip weapons, and Liang Zhenwei was still a master of the inner four layers. The whip was heavy and he could form a piece of waving. Whip screen.
However, although the long whip of the bronze No. 5 fell on the ground, although it was more powerful, his attack range was not as dense as the use of the long whip by Liang Zhenwei. The whip of the bronze No. 5 had almost no whiplash, just like a thin lightning. Where to fight.
This made Qin Feng conclude that Bronze No. 5 and Bronze No. 8 were only foreign masters, and neither of them had cultivated the internal exercises.
Hey!
Understand the strength of the two, Qin Feng's feet gently, the body suddenly burst out.
This time he no longer sneaked in, but rushed toward the bronze No. 5 on the roof.
Qin Feng instantly released the weight of the dragon, and also used the internal gas to speed up, the speed has reached the limit, compared to the speed of the attack on the bronze eight, it is much faster.
"I said, you will pay the price of blood for what you said before!" Qin Feng's cold voice suddenly sounded.
Bronze No. 5 has been completely dumbfounded. He didn't even see the specific position of Qin Feng. He found that he had suddenly appeared above his head. What makes Bronze No. 5 more confusing is that Qin Feng’s hand is holding a long sword with orange flashing light, and he does not know where it came from.
"Mom, what is the realm of your realm, isn't it, you turned out to be a genius inside and outside?" Bronze No. 5 screamed and said this, he himself could not believe it.
The long sword slammed with a wave of air and made an explosion sound, which was unstoppable.
The shocking color and incredible in Bronze No. 5 eyes became more and more intense.
A breath of death is getting closer and closer, he can clearly feel the cold breath, he also knows that he will die in the next second, but he is powerless to resist, even the chance of dodging.
He still has many questions. He can't think of Qin Feng's young age. Why can he cultivate to such a superb state? He is still a genius inside and outside.
He even couldn't figure out where Qin Feng had no weapons to hide, but what happened to the sword that suddenly appeared in Qin Feng's hands?
This young boy obviously has a huge gap with the information provided by the employer. He is too mysterious and too powerful. Even the fifth-ranked killer ‘bloody’ in the bronze group in the gold killer group is not his opponent.
Sting!
The sword fell quickly, and it was simple and straightforward, as if it had scratched a thick wall.
The real sword is extremely sharp and cuts iron.
The body of Bronze No.5 began to go down from the eyebrows and quickly opened a large mouth at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a moment, it split directly into two halves, and the blood stained the entire roof.
From the beginning to the end, Bronze No. 5 did not even have a scream.
tread!
The landing of Qin Feng’s light spirit just happened to be on the side of Bronze Eight.
Bronze 8 will be like the body of the soul being taken away. The line of sight looks straight at the position of the original bronze No. 5 on the roof. Now, except for that piece of blood, it is empty.
ended? This is the end?
When a sword goes down, directly cut the bronze No. 5 into two pieces?
That is the fifth killer of the bronze group of the Golden Killer Group. It is just a name of 'bloody', which makes many fellow killers and foreign agents stunned.
That is the absolute strength of a foreigner's six-fold environment. How many masters can there be in this small Weicheng city?
As a result, the two of them came to Weicheng to do a random task. They encountered the abnormality of Qin Feng. Bronze No. 8 has long been holding a life-threatening attitude. He only wants to go back to the employer and first report the information. The bad old man will die first.
Qin Feng did not kill the bronze No. 8, and the real sword in his hand fell on the neck of No. 8. He asked coldly: "Who are you kidnapping? Where is Tibet?"
"In, in that row of houses." Bronze No. 8 instinctively back.
He and Bronze No. 5 are the killers of the Golden Killer Group. They are all strictly trained. They usually kill people and are calm and steady. How many times fell into the hands of the police, and under the torture of the police, it did not reveal a little bit about the organization, the slightest information about the mission.
But now the bronze number eight, but it seems to be deprived of the body of thoughts and souls, the brain is already blank, has not completely recovered from the sword of Qin Feng’s overbearing road, even said that it should not be said if.
"Who are you all? Who sent you? How many people have come together?" Qin Feng also realized that Bronze No. 8 is in a wrong state, and he continued to ask.
"We are the bronze group of the Golden Killer Group. It is a task called Hao Longtian's old hair. I hired us to kill Qin Huang and Qin Feng. This mission sent me and Bronze V."
"Where is Haolong Tianren?" I learned that this time the father and his own behind-the-scenes were the oldest son of Hao family. Qin Feng’s eyes were full of fire.
"He was in the abandoned repair shop near Yingfeng Road in the southern part of Weicheng City, and we were working." Bronze No. 8 said here, violently shuddered, and the whole person was already awake.
He saw Qin Feng standing next to him, his face changed suddenly, and immediately he waved the moon knife and smashed toward Qin Feng.
"Kid, even if you killed us two today, I would like to escape the chasing of our gold killer group, no matter if you are hiding in the ends of the earth, there is no hiding place."
Qin Feng, a sideways body, lightly escaped the knife of the 8th, followed by the left fist and squatted on the chin on the 8th.
This is a fierce uppercut. He punches the tall, tall body and floats in midair.
With a fist down, Qin Feng's foot is a little harder, like an agile wild leopard, usually thrown into the air, and it is a fist on the back of the 8th. The body of the 8th flies again to a higher altitude, and falls again with gravity. Maple will make another punch.
With one fist and another boxing, the cold iron boxing with Qin Feng's intermediate thunder tiger boxing is incomparably powerful. The body of the bronze No. 8 creaked like a explosion in the body.
When I hit the twelfth punch, the blood of the bronze scorpion eyes rushed up, all of them spurted out, forming a small fountain in the sky, followed by the head of the eighth, and had been completely hanged.
Boom!
Qin Feng was a fist on the belly of the 8th. He hit him on the ground and half of his body fell into the mud.
This fierce battle has completely ended. Qin Feng picked up the big knife and long whip on the ground and quickly rushed into the row of abandoned red brick houses.
Entering the room, the line of sight became dim, Qin Feng was still a little uncomfortable, squinting in the room for several laps, and finally saw the father tied to the chair in the innermost brick house.