Chapter 340

"Those who fight to death are afraid of others. We are not good men and women. If we are afraid of death, we will quit this line." The butcher patted his chest, and the others nodded in agreement.

"Well, let's have a good fight today. Let's make a world shaking killing of our brothers."

"We must let our foreign counterparts have a look at our strength, and let the guys who secretly covet our skeleton society know that we are not easy to provoke." Several people were aroused, and their desire for battle was beyond expression.

In the western suburb of the capital, a large area of abandoned factory buildings was deserted.

Ning fan stops here, turns around slowly and looks at the four men with a smile.

Qianlong's eyes are also deep with a shallow smile, as if a potential hunter, looking at Ning fan with great interest, said: "call your people out."

Ning fan raised his eyebrow and said, "Qianlong, you still say that I'm brave. Your courage is bigger than mine. You know that I have an ambush, but you don't hesitate to catch up with me. You are worthy of being the boss of the skeleton society. "

"You're right. If you want to kill me, I want to solve you too. In that case, it's better to solve them together to save trouble in the future." The Dragon replied.

"Your self-confidence is hard to match." Ning fan clapped his hand, hula, all the killer elites came out from the dark, surrounded the four people in the center.

The Qianlong looked around, and his eyes flashed across the faces of the people one by one, like a sharp blade. The people could not help breathing, and they were shocked.

No one has ever dealt with the Qianlong, and no one knows his depth, but from this look, we have initially learned the power of the Qianlong.

Some people say that killing people with eyes, if a timid person, I'm afraid it will really be killed by the eyes of the Qianlong, because that kind of eyes directly to the heart, can make people instantly collapse.

But the people standing here are not ordinary people. Although they are frightened, their desire for money has overcome everything and ignited the war in their hearts.

"The people have come, and you will have the rest." Ning fan calmly smiles and quits the crowd with Jian Chi.

Looking at both of them, Li pojun and Dong Xuan are still scared.

Just now, they watched their figure disappear in the courtyard group, and drove here, but they still couldn't stop worrying about them.

Ning fan and Li pojun look at each other with a tacit understanding smile. Li pojun gives a thumbs up and praises: "you are so powerful that you really lead them here."

Ning fan laughs and says in a loud voice: "go ahead, kill them, 150 million Commission is yours."

"Kill

This sound seemed to be the clarion call of the battle. When the prelude to the battle opened, all the people roared and attacked like a herd of heroes.

Sudden changes in the situation, this side of the world is covered by endless murderous atmosphere, like hell on earth.

With the roar of excitement, the skeleton will be like a small river into the Pentium river, trapped in a heavy siege.

However, this small Hanoi is full of surging power. It rushes from left to right and stirs up the big river. Several of them crisscross and divide a large group of people into several groups.

The nocturnal traveler is like a shadow in the night, which makes it difficult for people to catch its trace and erratic. However, every time they make a move, they are extremely fierce. In the blink of an eye, several people have already died in a blood red dagger in his hand.

The color of the dagger was originally red. I don't know if I drank too many people's blood. Now with the steaming blood, the red dagger presents a strange and enchanting look.

Every one who died under the knife of a nocturnal traveler was wiped a knife on his neck, as if he was wearing a red necklace on his neck. The dazzling red contrasts with his dull black, which is particularly shocking.

Zheng!

The sabre at the waist of the scimitar has come out of its sheath, shining like the crescent moon, but it mercilessly reaps other people's lives.

His cold face was like frost, and his whole body was filled with cold air. He fought fiercely with people. His legs seemed to have infinite magic power, rolling and moving, banging and banging, and countless bones broke under his legs.

The muscular male butcher really lived up to his name. He kicked a big man and twisted his neck. His head was torn off and blood spattered.

The butcher is like a devil rushing out of hell, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is like the grim smile of death.

These people can be called the king of killers, but after all, the other side is numerous and powerful. After the initial bravery, they fell into the ocean of people's war.

The butcher, the God of killing, fought with meiko Sato. Her huge fist was like a meteor in the sky. It hit meiko Sato's petite body violently. However, there was infinite power in her petite body. A Bushido was flexible in her hand, and the knife shadow was writhing, which made the butcher unable to get close to him for a moment.

Ning fan put this scene into his eyes, and he has a general understanding of the situation of Sato meiko. She is one of the two major Ninja schools in the island. Sato meiko is a close disciple of the clan leader, and is well-known in the Ninja school.

There are two major schools of ninja in the island country, namely jiaheliu and yiheliu. They are good at spying and assassinating. The source of Ninja's martial arts is inherited from Huaxia. After a period of development, the martial arts has also made great progress. They all have their own advantages in sabre, swordsmanship and concealed weapons.

"Miko Sato, you dare to challenge me with your Kung Fu. You really don't know how to write dead words." Ning fan disdains to think that for her fight with the butcher, he no longer pays attention, but puts all his energy into the Qianlong.

Although there are a lot of people on his side, Ning fan doesn't relax at all, because the mysterious Qianlong may produce a moth at any time.

The Dragon turned a blind eye to the enemy, and went to ningfan. Each step was not big, but it was very calm. One step at a time, it was like a stone standing on the ground and could not be shaken.

His eyes have not left Ning fan, a dagger cunning toward his rib stab, he did not look at it, but somehow, the enemy was shot away in an instant, killed, chest broke a huge hole, white ribs clearly visible.

Ning fan's eyes slightly narrowed, he didn't see how the Qianlong made his move clearly, the speed was too terrible.

The sword hiding skill of Jianchi can be called sword like electricity, but Ning fan can still catch it, which shows that the speed of Qianlong is much faster than Jianchi.

Sword mania is also shocked, she seems to have a kind of Epiphany, the sword, that is, the sword is invisible, this is also a relative expression of speed, that is, your speed is faster than the other party's reaction speed, that is, the sword is invisible.

"If I had his speed, it would be a sword." The sword maniac was so excited and fascinated.