Chapter 207 (2/2)

”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.