Chapter 748

Chu Feng is ruthless and quick, and will never let the opponent he comes into contact with have a chance to stand up again. Although the number of literary guards is large, it can't hurt Chu Feng in a short time. On the contrary, it gives Chu Feng more space to revolve around.

Wen Xi clenched his fist, and a crazy and bold idea sprang up in his heart, that is, to kill Chu Feng at all costs. He had a keen intuition that even if he killed Chu Feng today, several old friends at the top would just keep silent.

Otherwise, if they really don't allow it, they would have stopped Chu Feng from breaking into the writers' home to avoid these things happening!

Thinking of this relationship, Wen Xi has almost captured today's situation, that is, for the gratitude and resentment of Chu Feng and the literati, the upper level maintains that they do not help each other. It is his ability that Chu Feng can retreat from the whole body. On the contrary, if the literati can leave Chu Feng behind, then today is Chu Feng's incompetence.

Looking at the Chu wind that no one can stop, Wen Xi said indifferently: "go!"

After a word fell, two middle-aged men who had been standing in front of Wenxi burst out. They were lightning close to the crowd of fierce fighting. Li Ji was shocked and then scolded: "old man, there are two super masters' followers. I'm the second one!"

Wen Xi sneered, this is his big card. Two super masters can be compared with the strong ones in the black list. Although Chu Feng is still strong at the moment, Wen Xi is confident that as long as his two ultimate guards come out, the death of Chu Feng is just a matter of time.

With the help of two middle-aged men, the literary guards who originally besieged Chu Feng quickly spread out to surround Chu Feng, leaving a vacuum belt with a diameter of five meters.

The two middle-aged men jumped out of the crowd and fell into a circle of five meters in diameter. Their eyes were sharp and a killing attempt completely locked Chu Feng. Their bodies showed the posture of killing at any time. It seemed that as long as they moved, they would be the means of thunder.

Chu Feng slapped a literary guard and turned to look at the two middle-aged men. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and his finger was hooked: "look at the difference between you and Huangfu Junyi."

The two middle-aged men's eyes were frozen, and a trace of anger passed in the face of Chu Feng's provocation. Although they were not on the black list, it did not mean that their strength was not good. The only thing was that they did not have the appeal beyond the strength of Huangfu Junyi and others.

Almost no need for verbal communication, two people left one right toward the Chu wind, the speed is very fast, at least the surrounding literary guards have not seen what situation, they have come to Chu Feng.

In the face of two super grand master level attack and kill, Chu Feng remained as level as static.

The left hand gently raised, in the face of the left attack of the middle-aged man with a strong wind punch, Chu Feng just lightly to block away, it seems that no strength in general.

The middle-aged man on the right looks sluggish. After his companion is blocked by Chu Feng, the whole man is exposed to himself. He will not die if he punches down. He quickly swings his fist and moves his foot towards the footwall of Chu Feng from a tricky angle. He doesn't mean to avoid it and is still ready to attack.

Chu Feng had already known that he raised his feet and collided with each other. He took advantage of the situation and retreated three steps. The force of the back pedal made the two literary guards who wanted to take advantage of the situation to fall out and shoot forward with the help of that force.

There has been no fluctuation of the two middle-aged men's face slightly changed at the moment, the strength of the Chu wind beyond their imagination.

After years of cooperation, the two men did not need much communication. They just waved their fists with one eye. Facing the fierce impact of the Chu wind, the snowflakes on the ground flew up and were directly rolled up by an invisible air current.

Accompanied by the snowflake, Chu Feng quickly passed between the two, standing three meters behind them, with calm eyes and no waves.

Two middle-aged men were standing in the same place. When they were curious about what happened, they all spat out a mouthful of blood. Their bodies slowly fell on the ground, just like the slow speed in the movie. At the moment when they fell on the snow, they came to their senses.

Compared with the literati guard's ignorance, Wen Xi's calm in his eyes has become a shock. He thinks that the two ultimate guards can kill Chu Feng thousands of times, but now it is just a few rounds before Chu Feng is thrown to the ground. Wen Xi almost does not believe that all this is true.

A short silence, stunned by the fall of the two guards, Wen Xi cried in a deep voice: "kill!"

The original guard of the literary school suddenly moved again, trying to submerge the Chu wind with the sea of people tactics, but sometimes they would never understand that more ants could kill the elephant, but if the elephant did not stand in place, no matter how many ants there were, it would still be ants.

Chu Feng's hand pulled, the belt around his waist came to his hand, and he waved it mercilessly. The three close Wen family guards were beaten on their bodies, and their clothes were torn. The huge force directly let them fall back and smash the companions behind them.

Chu Feng hit it well, without wasting any extra strength. He jumped up and whirled 360 degrees. More than a dozen literary guards fell out like flimsy paper men.

Wen Xi saw that Chu Feng, surrounded by hundreds of people, was still unhurt. His pupils gradually condensed. Finally, he spoke in a deep voice: "on the knife!"Li Jiben came to see it with great interest and said, "old man Wen, you are playing with fire. Do you want to see a river of blood flowing from the literati today?"

But Wen Xi didn't hear that. He yelled at the sword again. Hundreds of literary guards quickly took out their swords and began to circle around Chu Feng. In their eyes, there were opportunities to kill and reverence. Today, it is a legend that one man fought alone with hundreds of people. Today, they not only see but also meet with each other, which is enough!

Chu Feng frowned and a meaningful smile appeared. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a scholar's guard's knife suddenly came out of his hand. There was a knife in his hand. Chu Feng pointed to Wen Xi coldly and said, "today, I want you to feel deeply regret for your decision!"

In the high declaration of Chu Feng, Qi Qi Qi, the guard of the literary school, said: "kill"

like a flood of steel, the light of the knife covers everything. Even the light of the knife covers the original color of the sword. The sound of the knife is roaring. Chu Feng is completely in the net of knives. Almost everyone can foresee the moment when the flower of the sword disappears Chu Feng.

However, what they imagined didn't happen. Chu Feng was calm as water and faced with more than a dozen fallen knives. He just gently waved the snatched knife in his hand and heard the sound of breaking.

With a knife, he was able to resist the killing of more than ten people, and broke the weapons in their hands. Chu Feng's toughness was printed into everyone's heart again.

However, everything didn't stop like this. At the moment of the blade breaking, Chu Feng's body brought out a remnant shadow. The sharp knife in his hand was like the scythe of the God of death. After 180 degrees of whirling, more than a dozen literati guards who took out the sword stopped their pace. There's no chance even to take back the knife.

In everyone's surprise and shock, but also with fear in the eyes, more than a dozen literary guards fell to the ground, all blood from the throat, a knife fatal.

More than a dozen people with a knife completely deterred the wolf like guards of the literati. However, Chu Feng's killing intention had spread. The death of more than ten people could not stop his killing at all. He rushed into a crowded place, and the sharp knife in his hand did not swing out in any way.

Although it seems that there is no track to follow, but the Wen family guards who slowly fall to the ground are either throat lacerated or chest directly detonated.

The bloody cruelty is incisively and vividly interpreted by Chu Feng. The writer and he are unarmed, so he will play in accordance with the rules of the game. However, if the literati play with him and want his life, Chu Feng will not be a man to be slaughtered by others. What can be said?

All of a sudden, when Chu Feng solved the two people with a knife, a sound of gunfire rang out, Chu Feng's arm bloomed with a splash of blood. When his body swayed, the knives of the three literary guards also crossed Chu Feng's body.

The violent split off three people, Chu Feng back three steps, side looking at the bloody shoulder, eyes in no anger, as if very ordinary.

Chu Feng could avoid it, but he didn't. He looked up at Wen Xi like a devil and said, "play with me, then don't blame me!"

As soon as the hand holding the knife was swung, the knife in the hand directly gave a chill to a literary guard not far in front of him. Chu Feng clapped his hand on the bullet arm, and a bullet burst out and pierced the forehead of a literary guard behind him. The powerful means made all the Wen guards hesitant.

His eyes crossed the crowd and looked at a wall on the west side. Chu Feng's intact hands clenched into fists and opened his mouth softly. However, his voice was introduced into everyone's ears: "today, you They're going to die

As the words fell, nine invisible golden lights flashed. Chu Feng's body shape flashed in the crowd. The dark yellow nine needles were like a part of Chu Feng's body. With his ideas constantly raging in the crowd, people were constantly falling down, but they could not see the wound, but they could feel that they had died.

As if harvesting straw, at least nine people died in the place where Chu Feng passed. In less than a minute, there were more than 100 corpses on the ground. Wen Xiqiang could not continue to calm down. He looked at the west yard with cold eyes, and his fist slowly clenched. He knew who fired the gun just now.

It is because of clarity that violent murders emerge in the mind. If the shot is biased, it will trigger an explosion. People who are far away may be able to survive with the help of shelters, but they will all die.

Just relative to his anger, killing Chu Feng at the moment is more attractive to him, but the shot that just angered Chu Feng has made him deeply miss it!

There were hundreds of people besieging Chu Feng. From the first few hundred people to two minutes ago, there were not too many deaths. However, even in these two minutes, the death toll kept rising. The number of people who could still fight by the literary guards could reach up to 150 by visual inspection. Everyone felt that this kind of people could not stop Chu Feng's killing.

With one hand in hand, Chu Feng stopped the cutting and looked at a big tree covered with ice and snow in the distance with calm eyes like water, and finally turned into a sigh: "it's so difficult to kill a person?"

When we were curious about how the Chu wind stopped, all of a sudden, the snow and ice covered on the trees in the distance were submerged by an invisible force. There was also a sigh and dissatisfaction: "it's better to let go of the happy killing, young man, you're too angry!"www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!