Chapter 832

The four Zhongren did not expect that the young man in front of them would be so powerful. Before they received the task, they wanted to try as soon as they heard that it was China's opponent. Not only was their race defeated by China a hundred years ago, but they also thought that China had no hard bones to bite. For this trivial task, they also boast that it only needs two tolerance to complete it. It seems that they underestimate Dong Wenfeng and that China has no strong players.

Seeing his five men fall under the young man's fist one by one, the four of them endure a violent drink. Somehow, their strength soared, just like drinking stimulants in sports events.

Dong Wenfeng's cyan strength is entangled with the warrior sword wind emitting cold light, which is very cold in the night

Inadvertently, a Zhongren suddenly found a woman hiding in the car. It seems that she doesn't have much force to fight. Maybe this woman has an important connection with the young man. He and his companions looked at each other, and then they withdrew from the regiment and quickly ran to Xiaomeng in the car.

At a glance, Dong Wenfeng was surprised and shouted bad in his heart. He immediately chased the two Zhongren first. Because he had just been trapped in the quagmire, the sudden change made Ye Fan fall into a passive position.

Dong Wenfeng was worried that Xiaomeng would be defeated by the two Japanese Chinese forbearance. Despite that he was already in danger, he rushed in the direction of the car.

How could the rest of the Ninjas miss such an opportunity? The dense blade wind brazenly cleaved behind green Mao, Dong Wenfeng's good friend.

Dong Wenfeng was his good friends on both sides. For a moment, he didn't know which side to support. Suddenly, green Mao nodded at him, obviously telling Dong Wenfeng that he didn't have to worry about him and that he could deal with it. With tears in his eyes, Dong Wenfeng jumped over the two Zhongren beside Xiao Meng, one left and one right, respectively cutting their most sensitive and sensitive necks. They stared and fell down together.

The sharp knife wind mixed with cold air roared to the back of green Mao, and green Mao quickly dodged. However, two samurai swords tore the back of green hair, and the blood flowed wildly.

Dong Wenfeng saw that green Mao was hurt so badly that he didn't cry at all. It seems that this kind of man is rare in ancient and modern times. It seems that green Mao really regarded him as a friend. Dong Wenfeng's tears fell down again. He ran towards the remaining two Zhongren. The bloody breath aroused Dong Wenfeng's fighting spirit of killing.

Dong Wenfeng shouted loudly and attacked the two Zhongren with the momentum of overwhelming thunder. The two Zhongren who turned back were forced by Dong Wenfeng's murderous spirit and trembled like chaff. However, the devil like training did not make them depressed at the sight of Dong Wenfeng's fierce murderous spirit. On the contrary, these Japanese ninjas were more and more afraid of death. They waved a samurai sword and cut off Dong Wenfeng's shoulder.

Seeing that the samurai sword was about to cut on himself, Dong Wenfeng didn't seem to have the slightest intention to avoid. His eyes were full of the look of killing, but the mystery turned and killed the four people with weak force

Dong Wenfeng's desperate play, these four xiaren couldn't avoid, and Dong Wenfeng ended the four xiaren's lives with only one knife.

No one saw when Dong Wenfeng's hand came out. It seems that even before these four people died, they didn't know that Dong Wenfeng was like ending their own life!

The two of them shook. At the moment, there were six of the 24 brothers who came together. Their eyes were full of anger, mania and even fear, but there was no despair.

Looks like they're going to fight to the death.

When the samurai sword struck Ye Fan's shoulder, a pair of iron fists severely hit the chest and Department of the two Zhongren. The two Zhongren flew out like a broken kite, fell a few meters away and twitched.

It seems that these two Zhongren still haven't escaped the fate of the end.

At the moment, Dong Wenfeng was covered with blood. He picked up a samurai sword and walked to the remaining four ninjas.

The blood on Dong Wenfeng's body is not his own, but the blood of these dead souls. He is like the roaring devil in hell breaking free from the shackles and challenging the enemies who are blocking his progress, and these Japanese ninjas undoubtedly died under Dong Wenfeng's Revenge knife for the dead ghost.

The other four looked at the demon like figure of the young man in front of them and began to shrink back. They naturally have no ability to resist Dong Wenfeng, who killed the quick eyed. Maybe they should have known that their death was coming!

Dong Wenfeng smiled faintly. His smile was like ten thousand years of cold ice, like the top of a snowy mountain, like an abyss. Until people see despair. The four men looked at each other, trembling and trembling, as if they had seen despair. The young man in front of them would be the king who would dominate their destiny.

Looking at the xiaren warrior who was no longer the overall situation, Dong Wenfeng floated towards them like a ghost. Every step he took, he uttered a scream. Because the Ninjas were psychologically affected at the moment, the offensive was much worse than before, like the end of a powerful crossbow. At the moment, Dong Wenfeng was full of war and as powerful as a God. The war between the two sides has become a one-sided trend.

Dong Wenfeng only took three steps, leaving the last one standing alone in front of Ye Fan.

Dong Wenfeng naturally deliberately kept him alive. He may have a glimmer of hope to find their employer.

Looking at the young man walking towards him with a samurai sword stained with the blood of his companions, he had the heart to panic. Perhaps his strongest heart had begun to break since he was a child.

Dong Wenfeng's butcher's knife was never inserted into his chest.

Did this vicious young man move his heart?

The lonely xiaren warrior guessed Dong Wenfeng's every move. Perhaps he was just ready to die and emulate the heroes of the Japanese island country. At the moment, he watched his 23 companions fall into a pool of blood step by step. Perhaps only living is the most precious thing in the world.

He has secretly decided that if the young man can forgive himself, he is willing to put down the butcher's knife all his life. His hands have been covered with too many undead, but he is not Dong Wenfeng and has no ability to be an arbiter in the world.

He could only pray that the young man's killing could be suspended.

Dong Wenfeng saw that Xia Ren threw down the samurai sword. He was a little softhearted at once. His hands were covered with too much blood tonight.

This person has no ability to defeat himself. Why not forgive this life?