Chapter 400

"Nine ghosts cut!" Shen Feng roared.

As his voice fell, the blade was cold, and the edge blew through the air, sending out a faint ghost horn.

"Qiang!" With a sound of, the hundred war Sabre fiercely hit the two Samurai sabres.

Although the samurai sword was not cut off, two obvious gaps were cut on the blade.

At the same time, the warrior felt a great force. Under this great force, his tiger's mouth suddenly cracked and blood flowed down the tiger's mouth.

And his internal organs trembled, a blood arrow gushed out, and his body flew upside down like a broken kite, directly hit the crowd behind him and hit a large area of the crowd.

"What!" The man who led the cherry blossom meeting saw it and his eyes were shocked.

The warrior of Qiancheng family was very strong in his eyes. He didn't even catch Shen Feng's move.

"Is this the Huaxia dragon group?" The man was surprised.

"Kill him!" The warrior who was chopped off by Shen Feng's knife, endured the pain on his body and ordered his men.

"Kill!" The warriors roared and all rushed up.

The man of the cherry blossom Club frowned and shouted, "kill him!"

Those people in black suits with cherry blossoms embroidered on their cuffs also roared and rushed towards Shen Feng.

"Come on!" Shen Feng laughed wildly on his face, and a touch of blood red flashed across his eyes

In less than ten minutes, the building became a human purgatory, blood was left on the ground, and bodies were lying on the ground.

Shen Feng, holding a hundred battles knife, was shrouded in evil spirit. His eyes had completely changed to dark color. His other hand was claw like, grabbed the neck of the first thousand city warrior and raised it high.

At this time, the warrior was covered with blood, like a dead dog, and his chest fluctuated slightly, leaving only a very weak breath.

This scene only broke out once when Shen Baoguo died.

"As I said, you are destined to be a dead man." Shen Feng cold tunnel.

As he spoke, his hand slowly exerted its strength. The warrior's breath was very weak, his face was red, and his limbs kept struggling.

"Click." With a sound, the warrior's throat was crushed by Shen Feng, his head drooped powerlessly to one side, his limbs stopped struggling, and he was thrown aside by Shen Feng.

After throwing the warrior out, Shen Feng turned his eyes and looked at a man in a black suit in the corner, and then walked over.

This man is a leader of the cherry blossom club. He looked at Shen Feng in horror, "no, don't come here."

"You have a share in this." Shen Feng's face showed a ferocious smile.

The man obviously understood what Shen Feng said and quickly replied, "I was forced. I'm just a small role. I'm also under orders. Spare me. I have an 80 year old mother and a wife and children."

"Is this saying popular on East island now?" Shen Feng stared at the man with dark eyes and continued, "but I don't seem to have a reason to spare you."

As soon as the man heard it, he shouted, "I know a lot of things. I can tell you all."

"Aren't you just a small role? What can you know? " Shen Feng said faintly.

Although his words were plain, they were extremely cold in the man's ears.

"You must want the master's whereabouts. I know he's in the secret room." Said the man.

"Chamber of secrets? You mean there. " Shen Feng pointed to his right rear road.

"...." the man immediately widened his eyes, because that direction was where the secret room was, and a letter was there at this time.

"You, you..." when the man was about to say something, Shen Feng interrupted, "do you have anything else to say?"

"I, I know that the owls are also associated with the cherry blossom club, and their people are also on the East Island." The man said everything he thought useful.

"I've known the news for a long time. It seems that you don't have to keep it."

After saying that, the white war blade in his hand was awn, crossed a perfect arc in the air, and left a very thin blood line in the center of the man's eyebrows.

"Poop." The man's body fell feebly and became a cold body.

After the knife was wielded, Shen Feng felt a burning pain in the palm of his left hand. He knew that it was the sensed relic reminding and restraining himself.

"I haven't avenged Wu Ao. Wait!" Shen Feng clenched his teeth, endured the burning pain and walked quickly towards the basement where Yixin was located

In a secret room.

Yixin sat cross legged on a stone bed, trying to recover his damaged internal Qi and Qi and blood.

Beside him were several candles emitting miserable white candlelight. Next to these candles was a pale old man from the yin-yang division family. His pale face was because those white "female ghosts" were killed by Shen Feng.

The sound insulation effect of this secret room is undoubtedly very good. There is no sound outside and no sound inside.

The pale old man looked at a letter with a frown. As a yin-yang teacher, he also knew some divination skills. Now he always felt an ominous premonition.

"I'd better go out and have a look." The old man said to himself.

When he was about to get up, "wow." A letter spewed out a mouthful of black blood, and then coughed violently.

This mouthful of blood vomited out, Yixin felt much better, and the burning evil spirit left in his body weakened a lot.

The old man hurried to Yixin's side and injected his internal Qi into Yixin's body to help him clear his meridians.

But he was surprised to find that there were two forces in a letter constantly in conflict, and one of the violent and burning forces was occupying the meridians in a letter and swallowing the original breath in a letter bit by bit.

The old man was no stranger to that power. It was the Yang evil spirit, and he didn't know that most of it had been weakened.

"Mr. otaku, will I become a loser?" A letter lowered his head and whispered to the old man.

"No." The old man comforted that Yixin's Qi and blood are almost completely damaged now. Even if the injury recovers, it will leave sequelae and can't have the strength before.

"Shen Feng, it's all you, it's all you! I will make your life worse than death, and I will make you cry in hell! " A letter raised his head, and his eyes showed infinite resentment