Chapter 366 Broken Arm Style

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Well!

In the dry grass at the foot of the mountain, Su Mo stepped out like a fairy.

A young man with a height of more than 1.9 meters and a very strong figure maintained a posture of punching behind her, but his body could not move at all, as if he had been petrified.

"It's not easy to practice kung fu to your level. I don't want to kill people yet, so I just take your Qianlong Token." Su Mo shook the two Qianlong Tokens in his hand, and then walked away quickly.

Su Mo, a woman who seems to be out of the world, seems to fight with others, and never likes to kill.

It's just that Fairy Su doesn't kill people, it doesn't mean others don't kill people.

After Su Mo left, a Mitsubishi-shaped dart flew towards him, slitting the tall young man's throat with a pop.

Killing, this is really merciless killing, even some people are killing without purpose.

Situations like this continue to play out elsewhere.

Some people find a suitable place to hide and wait for a surprise attack as soon as they enter the forest; There are also some people who rely on their lightness skills and are running towards the top of the mountain with all their strength, trying to gain an advantage in speed first, and finally fight for the Qianlong Token.

Liu Feng and Han Yichen went up the mountain together, they were neither fast nor slow, chatting while walking.

After the two walked for more than ten minutes, a young man suddenly appeared in front of them blocking the way.

This buddy is as fat as a ball, with a huge head on his shoulders, and his neck can't be seen at all.

"Hey! You two Huaxia people, leave the Qianlong Token behind, and get out." The fat man was quite arrogant, and he wanted the Qianlong Token with his mouth.

Liu Feng glanced at Han Yichen, "Leave this fat man to you, you get a Qianlong order first, I'm not in a hurry."

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

Han Yichen pursed his lips and said, "It's embarrassing for me to fight such a thing, so you should do it."

"Halo, we brothers don't need to do this, if you tell you to hit you, hit it!"

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

Nima!

Stopping Liu Feng, Fatty is so angry that his facial muscles are cramping, we are robbing, okay? You actually said that we are noodles? Can you respect the robbers?

"Huaxia people, don't insult me."

The fat man took a step forward, the ground was trembling with his big foot, he pointed to his nose and said, "My name is Hami Lu, and I am the number one expert in Vietnam. Do you think I am weak? I don't agree with you two. Get up and hit me, come on, hit me!"

"Damn, cantaloupe! You still begged us to fight?"

"Hami melon, you really live up to your name, and you want to beat it, how cheap."

Snapped!

Liu Feng and Han Yichen cursed each other, and then attacked at the same time.

As soon as the two moved, this Hami Lu regretted it. Liu Feng and Han Yichen's speed was too fast, so fast that he felt that his eyesight could not keep up with their physical skills.

Immediately, a big slap was slapped on the left cheek of Hami Road.

At the moment of the trick, Hami felt that half of his head was numb, and the skin of that big fat face was thrown towards one side like a red flag blown by the wind.

Snapped!

But before he could react, another big and loud slap was slapped on his right cheek.

"Fuck! Liu Feng, you are faster than me, and you beat him first."

"Hey, I'm faster than you. Do you want to compare and see who gets more slaps in one minute?"

"Bibai, are you afraid of you?"

"Then come."

Pa, pa, pa, pa pa... Ever since, loud slaps sounded intensively and at high frequency, and spread extremely far away in the extremely primitive mountain forest on Kuan Mountain.

Ten minutes later, Liu Feng and the others left.

While walking, Liu Feng said proudly: "I won, I slapped him more than three hundred times in one minute,

So this Qianlong Token belongs to me. "

"Cut! I just slap you twice less than you, depressed." Han Yichen said with a dark face.

But is Han Yichen really depressed? It seems that the cantaloupe is the most depressed right now. This fat guy is lying on the ground, his face is so swollen that he can't see his facial features clearly. Two lines of blood and tears flowed out along the two thin slits on his face. with.

"Huh? Damn! It scared me to death."

"Damn! What the hell is this thing that has become a master?"

"Kill him, look like this B. and still come out scary, damn it."

A few minutes later, three passing masters were suddenly startled by Hami Lu lying on the ground, and then the three of them shot at the same time, swords and guns at the same time.

Puff puff puff...

After a slash, blood flowed everywhere, and the dignified number one master in Vietnam just died like this.

On the way up the mountain, masters appeared from time to time. For those who were not very arrogant and only passed the Qianlong ranking competition, Liu Feng and Han Yichen would just grab the Qianlong token and forget about killing people.

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

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

With the Qianlong Token in hand, Liu Feng and the two only need to go forward at full speed, climb over the mountain and rush to the next col to pass the level.

Of course, the two also did the same, but after more than an hour of rushing, when they walked halfway up the mountain, a group of people suddenly appeared from all around.

"kill!"

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

"Go together!"

There were nearly twenty people in total, each holding machetes, sharp swords, and some hooked weapons with very western characteristics.

Puff puff!

However, in the face of these enemies that suddenly appeared, Liu Feng did not panic at all. He raised his hands at the same time, and six silver needles flew out at the same time. The six people who surrounded him froze at the same time, and then fell down land.

"Hehe! I found you a long time ago, don't you know?"

Han Yichen roared, pulled out a set of nunchucks from his waist, and charged at the crowd rushing behind him.

Although Han Yichen, who has been the Queen of Waste Qi Pill, has degenerated to the level of Huajin, he was once a master of Danjin after all. No matter in terms of combat awareness or depth of skill, it is not comparable to ordinary Huajin masters.

Moreover, the group of so-called masters who besieged Liu Feng and the other two were really not very strong in the eyes of these two.

The nunchucks flew up, down, left, and right in Han Yichen's hands, causing the group of masters to cover their heads and hands, screaming incessantly.

Liu Feng's lethality was even more terrifying. He didn't use any weapons. After the flying needle knocked down six people, his fists became powerful weapons again.

A guy who rushed from the left side wanted to hug Liu Feng, but Liu Feng punched him in the face, causing blood to fly from his nose, covering his face and falling back.

Another guy with yellow hair swung a knife at Liu Feng's head, but Liu Feng came after him and punched him in the chest, sending the guy with yellow hair flying upside down.

Just when Liu Feng and the two of them attacked in a round and knocked down most of the twenty people, a person suddenly jumped from a big tree beside Liu Feng.

This person held a long and narrow fencing sword in his hand, with a cross drawn on the tip of the sword, pointed directly at the top of Liu Feng's head, and shouted: "Liu Feng, die!"

This sword was extremely tricky, and it was Liu Feng who kicked away a person who was attacking him with all his strength. Before he retracted his leg, it could be said that he had found the best time to kill with one blow.

However, Liu Feng seemed to have eyes on the top of his head. Suddenly, a machete as thin as a cicada's wing appeared on his right hand, and he raised it towards the top of his head.

when!

The blade cut fiercely on the tip of the sword, and there was a crisp metal collision sound.

Although Liu Feng's knife is thin and light, the sharpness and toughness of this knife will make any of his opponents feel terrified.

It's just that this collision, the person who attacked from above, was shocked by Liu Feng and jumped five or six meters away. After hitting a big tree, he stabilized his body and fell to the ground.

Ding!

At the same time, a short section of the sword tip that was nearly five centimeters long also fell to the ground, making a light ding.

"Jamud, I thought you would pass the level as soon as possible, or hide first. I didn't expect you to come out so soon to seek death!" Liu Feng looked at his attacker, with a smile of death on the corner of his mouth.

That's right, the person who jumped down from the tree to attack Liu Feng was none other than Jammud, and those who came out to besiege Liu Feng and the other two first were all members of the West Asian Masters Alliance.

It's just that, after a round of tough collision, most of these West Asian masters have lost their combat power, and they are destined not to pass the first level.

At this moment, Jammud's right hand holding the sword was shaking violently, and his gaze towards Liu Feng flickered even more.

"What? Do you want to run away?" Liu Feng walked towards Jammud and said in a word: "Don't forget what I said before I let you go last time. We will meet again at the Qianlongbang Competition. It’s not going to die, are you ready to die?”

"I, I'm not ready!"

Jammud's eyes flickered even more, and he waved his hands suddenly: "Brothers, don't stop. We said before that if we don't kill Liu Feng desperately, we may not have a chance to pass the first level. Let's go together."

"superior!"

The remaining masters from West Asia were startled by Jammud's words, and then instinctively culled them again.

It's just that these West Asian masters rushed forward, but Jammud turned around and ran away with his sword in hand.

"Old Han, I'll leave these scumbags to you." Liu Feng sneered and shouted, then jumped up and chased Jammud as if walking in the air.

"Don't worry, these scumbags... Damn, why should I deal with these scumbags? Depressed!"

...

Jammud really panicked at this time. He always thought that he was in the West Asia region, and his strength was already at the top. This time, the Qianlong list will definitely shine.

But never thought that there would be a Liu Feng who was so powerful that he would despair.

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

What's more frightening is that Liu Feng's qinggong has reached an extremely terrifying level. He had just run more than ten meters away when he heard a rush of wind behind him.

Um?

Jammud suddenly turned his head, and then his face changed greatly in fright. He saw Liu Feng falling from the sky like a heavenly sword. The moment he turned his head, Liu Feng was less than one meter behind him.

It can be said with certainty that if Liu Feng swung his sword at this time, he would be able to take his sword directly.

"I'm fighting with you."

In desperation, Jammud turned around suddenly, pointed the long sword upwards and pointed at Liu Feng's chest.

when!

However, Liu Feng raised two fingers, clamped the stabbed sword body, and then twisted it, the long and narrow sword body broke into two pieces with a bang.

At the same time, Liu Feng's feet landed on the ground smoothly, and the scimitar in his hand used his forearm to lift up the knife in a subtle and tricky way.

puff!

The speed of the knife almost made Jammud unable to react. He only felt a cold under his armpit, and then his right arm was cut off.

This is Xiaoxian's proud stunt, the one-sword and two-cut pose, and Liu Feng used the broken-arm pose.