Chapter 367 Divinity Yamamoto Yumei

(Brothers and sisters, I would like to apologize to everyone in advance. There may be an update for three or four consecutive days. Fushou was invited to participate in the October Literature Month Author Salon in Beijing, and he will not be able to return until the 27th. The schedule for the event is very tight Closely, I’m going to be busy. Seriously, tomorrow is my brother’s birthday on the 25th, so I can’t celebrate it with my sister-in-law, so please forgive me. After the event is over, I’ll make adjustments when my brother returns home, and try to give it to me at the beginning of next month. Everyone breaks out once.)

One knife and two cuts, picking up a knife to cut off an arm, the style of this knife made Liu Feng like a demon god, and it became a lingering cloud in Jammud's eyes, completely covering up all the sunshine in his life.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to handle this knife for another ten years. Huaxia martial arts is indeed a legend of invincibility. It's too powerful." Jammud, who had lost an arm, had his confidence completely collapsed. Lost any ability to resist.

puff!

Liu Feng exerted strength with his forearm again, and when he brushed past Jammud, the machete passed horizontally.

After the saber was done, Liu Feng swung his left hand, and took away the Qianlong Ling from Jammud's body, and then returned to the direction it came from without looking back.

At this time, the battle on Han Yichen's side had also come to an end, and beside him, there were only two masters from West Asia who could still stand.

"Old Han, can I help you?" Liu Feng leaned against a tree and asked with a smile.

"Of course not."

Han Yichen swung the nunchaku with both hands, smashed the cervical vertebrae of a master from West Asia with a bang, and asked loudly at the same time, "Did you kill Jammud?"

"Kill him, of course he won't be able to escape if I shoot." Liu Feng said this sentence, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

However, when he heard the only surviving West Asian expert, he froze in place.

thump!

At the same time, Jammud, who had been standing in place dozens of meters away, suddenly fell to the ground with his upper body. At his waist, a neat knife edge appeared, and even the internal organs were cut off.

This is the power of the one-cut and two-cut horizontal knife technique. I believe that Jammud will not feel too aggrieved if he dies under this knife.

boom!

At the same time, the last West Asian expert who was stunned in place had his head smashed by the nunchuck that was suddenly knocked down.

A total of 21 people were wiped out in this West Asian expert alliance organized by Jammud.

"It's amazing, I sent it this time, and I actually got more than 20 Qianlong orders."

Han Yichen collected the token excitedly, but in the end the smile on Old Han's face disappeared again, and he took a sip and said, "Damn, you only need two Qianlong Tokens to pass the level. It's useless if I get so many." !"

"How can it be useless? You said it just now, but this time we will post it!"

Liu Feng said with a smile: "Think about it, only those who hold two Qianlong Tokens can pass the level. In theory, half of them can enter the next level, but in reality, it would be good if they can pass one third of the level." ? How many people have been robbed of Qianlong Token and are unwilling to stop at the first level?"

"did you mean……"

"Sell Qianlong Token!"

Liu Feng put his hands behind his back and said: "After we cross the mountain, we will sell the Qianlong Token in front of the next mountain pass, and we will definitely get a lot of money."

Huh!

Han Yichen's eyes lit up instantly, "That's right, the people who can come to participate in the Qianlong list are all top young masters from various Asian countries. Many of them have super powerful forces behind them, and they have plenty of money."

"That's right, after selling the money, we will be half of each other."

"Okay, we have to sell at least 100,000 for a Qianlong Token."

"Less, one Qianlong order is at least one million."

"Fuck, you're so dark, but I like it!"

The pair of unscrupulous brothers continued to go up the mountain while studying the price.

The further up the mountain, the denser the forest, and the steeper the undeveloped mountain. In this environment, many masters who are not so strong can climb the mountain. Killing and robbing at the same time There are more and more things about Qianlong Order.

Along the way, when they were close to climbing to the top of the mountain, Liu Feng and the two were attacked five times, including Indian masters, Southeast Asian masters, and Korean masters...

However, when these people came to attack Liu Feng, it was like sending Qianlong orders. There was no suspense at all, and Liu Feng and his two harvested nearly 20 Qianlong Tokens.

"Sent, this time it's really posted, one million is one million, forty is forty million."

Han Yichen counted the Qianlong Order while walking towards the top of the mountain, and yelled, "Although our children of the Han family are not short of money, the family is very strict with us, and I can't get enough of two million yuan in a year." , but now counting the Qianlong Token, I can divide 20 million."

"It's getting foggy."

At this moment, Liu Feng suddenly stopped, and whispered: "The mountain fog is quite thick!"

"It's normal to have fog on the mountain, the humidity is high, anytime..."

"wrong!"

Liu Feng sniffled, interrupted Han Yichen, and said with a serious face: "This is not a normal mountain fog, hold your breath quickly, this fog is poisonous."

ah?

Han Yichen made a sound in surprise, but immediately held his breath.

At the same time, a strange and unrecognizable voice suddenly sounded, "Your vigilance is quite high, but it's useless if you find out. I will bear Yamamoto Yunming and bury you with my own hands today."

"Jinnin! It's a level higher than the ultimate ninja, and it should have reached the Danjin level, right?"

Liu Fengfeng said calmly: "It's a pity that you may not know that I can't count the masters of alchemy that I have killed with two hands."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Just when Liu Feng finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew right in front of Liu Feng, and the dense dead leaves came towards Liu Feng with the fog of charming vision.

Liu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and stepped forward at the same time, blocking Han Yichen with his body. At the same time, Liu Feng danced a chi-long scimitar like the wind. Leaves cut off.

Originally, Han Yichen thought that Liu Feng's sudden move of the knife was unnecessary, but when Liu Feng cut the dead leaves with the knife, there was a continuous sound of clanging metal, even accompanied by a little spark.

"Damn, the ninja's Ye Dart, what a trick!" Han Yichen quickly put away the hidden dragon token, and pulled out the nunchuck again.

When the wind stopped, the mountain fog became thicker, and many trees around Liu Feng were nailed with dense yellow leaf darts. If Liu Feng hadn't reacted in time just now, Han Yichen might have been in danger.

Swish!

Similarly, at the moment when the wind stopped, a blade of light rose from the ground under Liu Feng's feet.

This knife did not pierce upwards, but wiped across the ground, which was intended to cut off Liu Feng's feet.

But Liu Feng's reaction was even more terrifying. He didn't choose to jump up to avoid, but squatted down quickly, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly stabbed down.

when!

While the scimitar pierced into the soil, it also blocked the short knife that cut across his feet.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Feng held the knife and swiped it horizontally.

Swish!

On the ground, a deep and long cut was instantly drawn by Liu Feng's machete. And the short knife that cut towards Liu Feng close to the ground was also sent flying by Liu Feng's knife.

It's just that Liu Feng didn't force out the person who attacked him underground. It can be seen from this that the so-called ground ninja's strength is super terrifying, and his skills are extremely strange.

However, Liu Feng was not without meritorious deeds. When he stood up, a bright red drop of blood rolled down from the tip of his machete.