Chapter 207

At this time, on the roof of the abandoned red brick house, another man in black was standing, with a red cape on his shoulder. It was like a burning flame.

"Bronze No. 8, even if you are killed in the mission, you can only blame your own strength." The man opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and low. When he spoke, his eyes were still fixed on Qin Feng, and he was always on guard against Qin Feng's every move.

The battle between Qin Feng and bronze No. 8 just now was in the eye of No. 5. Even he did not dare to despise Qin Feng. This is definitely a very difficult task.

"It's all about the bad old man who lied about his target. This boy has seven levels of strength and even higher strength in other countries. We bronze group can subdue him. It's almost like inviting people from silver group to come." Eight is still there swearing.

However, No. 5 no longer pays attention to him. A pair of deep eyes stare at Qin Feng, and his eyes explode with fierce light, as if he wants to see Qin Feng thoroughly.

"And the man you arrested? Let him go now, and I will spare your life. " Qin Feng's cold voice rang.

His voice is not very loud, but it can be clearly introduced into the ears of the two people around the wind. This is the effect that can be achieved by using internal Qi.

The external skill cultivates the internal strength, which breaks out at one time, then condenses the internal force and then erupts again.

The internal Qi is cultivated by the internal skill. A move can be broken out for many times in a single move.

Standing on the roof, bronze No. 5's face changed slightly, as if smelling a deeper crisis. However, he did not dare to guess in that direction, because Qin Feng showed the strength of external skills before, and he did not believe that Qin Feng also practiced internal skills.

In this way, there is no such genius in both internal and external cultivation!

"He is dead." Bronze No. 5 stood majestically in the wind with one foot and said faintly, "next, you are going to die too!"

Boom!

This sentence is like a flash of lightning to hit Qin Feng's brain, and his head explodes.

At ordinary times, he was always a wretched and unruly figure, but now his face was full of ferocity and violence. His eyes flashed with anger, and his whole body's hair stood up. This would make Qin Feng an enraged Beast.

His smile is no longer harmless to humans and animals. There is no trace of indecency in his expression. He reaches out his hand to touch people's thighs.

With a wave of your hand, this time it's going to kill people!

"You will pay the price of bleeding for what you just said

Qin Feng's voice, as cold as frost, floated in the sky and could not be dispersed for a long time.

His feet gently touch, the whole person is like an arrow from the bow has exploded towards the roof, no one can hurt Qin Dashao's relatives, unless they are dead.

"Stinky boy, don't talk too early. Look at the whip!"

Bronze No. 5 is always watching Qin Feng. The moment he moves, the orange whip in No. 5's hand is already waving. It looks like a small snake in the air, whistling.

Crackling!

There was another blast in the air.

Compared with No. 8, this bronze No. 5 is obviously better than No. 8, and he is a master of long-range attack. His whip is free and powerful.

Qin Feng was attacking with a cold iron fist, but he could not get close to bronze No. 5 for a while, so he quickly withdrew and jumped into the weeds and quickly shuttled through the grass.

The grass grows and the warbler flies in February, and the willows and willows are drunk in spring smoke.

But it's not February now, and it's not Orioles that are flying in the weeds. But in this situation, the setting sun of the river and the flying of Qin Feng on the grass are in line with that kind of artistic conception.

Crackling!

Behind this poetic and picturesque scene, however, is extremely breathtaking. The long whip of bronze No. 5 is very loud and subtle. Every time, it brushes past Qin Feng and hits the weeds behind him.

Each whip will leave a trace of a deep gully after landing. The originally dense and tall weeds will soon be knocked down by the whip. Obviously, there is no way to hide Qin Feng from the enemy's sight.

After a few dodges, Qin Feng has a preliminary understanding of the strength of bronze No. 5. He has also met Liang Zhenwei, an expert in the use of long whip weapons. Liang Zhenwei is also an expert in the inner four layers. The whip shadow is heavy and can form a whip shadow curtain when waved.

However, although the long whip of bronze No. 5 fell on the ground with more powerful force, its attack range was not as dense as Liang Zhenwei's use of long whip. The whip of bronze No. 5 almost did not form whip shadow, just like a series of thin lightning.

This leads Qin Feng to conclude that bronze No. 5 and No. 8 are both experts from other countries, and neither of them has ever practiced internal skills.

Whoosh!

Understanding the strength of the two, Qin Feng gently under the foot, the body suddenly burst out.

This time, he was no longer trying to dodge, but towards the bronze No. 5 on the roof.

Qin Feng instantly released the weight of feilongjia and used internal Qi to speed up. The speed has reached the limit, which is much faster than the speed when he attacked bronze No. 8."I said, you will pay the price of bleeding for what you said before!" Qin Feng's cold voice suddenly rang out.

Bronze No. 5 was so stupid that he didn't even see the specific location of Qin Feng. He found that he had suddenly appeared above his head. What makes bronze No. 5 even more puzzling is that Qin Feng is holding a long sword with orange light in his hand. He has no idea where he got it.

"Damn it, what kind of master are you? No, you are a genius with both internal and external cultivation?" Bronze No. 5 screamed. He couldn't believe it.

With a strong wave of the sword, it makes an explosion sound with air, which is unstoppable.

The color of shock and inconceivability in the eyes of bronze No. 5 is 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 unable to resist and even has no chance to dodge.

He still had many questions. He couldn't understand why Qin Feng was young enough to cultivate to such a high level. He was still a genius of both internal and external cultivation.

He couldn't think of the place where Qin Feng had no weapons. But what happened to the sword that suddenly appeared in Qin Feng's hand?

This young boy obviously has a huge gap with the information provided by his employer. He is too mysterious and powerful. Even the fifth killer in the bronze group of gold killers, xuesha, is not his opponent.

Stab!

The sword fell quickly, simple and clean, without any mud and water, as if it had cut through a thick wall.

It's very sharp. It cuts iron like mud.

Bronze No. 5's body started from the center of its eyebrows, and quickly split into a big gap with the naked eye's speed. After a moment, it split into two parts directly, and the whole roof was dyed red with blood.

From beginning to end, bronze No. 5 didn't even have time to scream.

Step on it!

Qin Feng landed on the ground, just beside bronze No. 8.

Bronze No. 8 is like a body that has been taken away from its soul. Looking directly at the original position of bronze No. 5 on the roof, there is nothing but blood and water.

Is it over? Is that the end?

With one sword, bronze No. 5 is split into two pieces?

That's the fifth killer in the bronze group of the gold killers group. Just the name of "blood evil spirit" makes many fellow killers and foreign agents scared.

That is an absolute strong man in the six levels of foreign land. How many masters can there be in the whole small Acropolis?

As a result, they came to Weicheng to do a random task, and they met Qin Feng. Bronze No. 8 was no longer living. He just wanted to go back to his employer and kill the old man who lied.

Qin Feng didn't kill bronze No. 8. His sword fell on the neck of No. 8 and asked coldly, "where are the people you kidnapped? Where are you hiding? "

"Yes, in that row of houses." Bronze eight's instinctive return.

He and bronze No. 5 are the killers of the gold killers group. They have been strictly trained. They usually kill people like horses and are calm and steady. How many times have they fallen into the hands of the police, under the torture of the police, they have not revealed any information about the organization and the task.

However, bronze No. 8 is like a body deprived of thought and soul. The brain is blank and has not yet completely recovered from Qin Feng's domineering sword, and even said something that should not be said.

"Who are you all? Who sent you? How many people have come? " Qin Feng also realized that bronze No. 8 was not in the right state, so he continued to ask.

"We are from the bronze group of the gold killers group. We are an old hair man named haolongtian. We invited us to kill the Emperor Qin and Qin Feng, and bronze No. 5 and I were sent here for this mission."

"Where is Haolong Tianren now?" Knowing that the man behind the frame up his father and himself is the master of Hao family, Qin Feng's eyes are full of fire.

"He's waiting for us to deliver at the abandoned repair shop near Yingfeng road in the Southern District of Weicheng city." Bronze No. 8 made a shiver at this point, and the whole person was awake.

When he saw Qin Feng standing beside him, his face suddenly changed. He immediately waved the Yanyue sword and chopped towards Qin Feng.

"Boy, even if you kill us today, you can't escape from the pursuit of our golden killers. No matter you hide in the ends of the earth, there is no hiding place."

Qin Feng a side, on the eight to avoid a knife, with the left fist swing, hit the chin of eight.

This is a ferocious hook, one punch to hit the eight thin and tall body, floating in mid air.

After one punch, Qin Feng's feet pressed a little harder, like a quick wild leopard, and another hit on the back of No. 8. The body of No. 8 flew to a higher altitude again. With the fall of gravity again, Qin Feng made another punch.

One punch after another, the cold iron boxing set with Qin Feng's intermediate Thunder Tiger fist is extremely powerful and powerful. The body of bronze No. 8 crackled as if it had been exploded again and again.Until the 12th punch, the blood in bronze No. 8's throat gushed up and all the blood gushed out, forming a small fountain in the high altitude. With the head of No. 8 tilted, it was completely hung up.

Bang!

Qin Feng hit No. 8's stomach with a fist and hit him to the ground, half of his body was trapped in the soil.

This fierce battle has been completely over, Qin Feng picked up the big knife and whip on the ground, and quickly rushed into the row of abandoned red brick houses.

After entering the room, his sight becomes dim. Qin Feng is still a little uncomfortable. He squints around the room for several times. Finally, he sees his father tied to a chair in the innermost brick house.

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