Chapter 270 Fear in the heart is more panic

How sharp is the murderous demon knife?

For this point, Liu Shengjingyun has enough confidence to twist Wang Chan's whole hand and arm into meat sauce in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the tip of the knife can also penetrate the enemy's throat like a sharp arrow.

His demon knife, cutting gold and jade, blowing hair, is the sharpest fast knife in the past 500 years. What's more, the knife has been practiced to such a level as him. With one blow, he has already poured all the spirit and three treasures in his body into this knife together. Even the same size steel portrait can be used for one knife and two sections!

Although Wang Chan is powerful, he will never believe that the other party can take it with flesh and blood.

Between his knife, Liu Shengjingyun put his old life on it. The knife is a person, and the person is a knife. At that moment, while splitting the space, he could even tremble quickly through the blade and clearly detect all the changes in Wang Chan's body at this time. Whether it is skin, pores, blood vessels, nerves, bones, tendons and tendons, even if the other party practices the invulnerable horizontal protection of the body, no matter how powerful it is, it can't resist his power like a knife.

The fact is indeed the same. Ordinary people practice knives, but they can't get the fire. They don't know the surname of the knife and the knife. Even if you give him a mouthful of the peerless treasure knife, it is easy to be caught and locked by the master. However, like Liu Shengjingyun, a top figure who has been immersed in silver in the knife path all his life, the knife method has been integrated into the body and momentum. If you don't take action, it will be as powerful as the sky and the earth will collapse. What's more, the demon knife in his hand already has a demon surname. No matter how high his boxing and martial arts are, how can someone lock it with the palm of his hand?

Unfortunately, Wang Chan is by no means an ordinary person. In addition to boxing and martial arts, his magic secret method is ten times more terrible than anyone thinks.

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The light of the knife all over the sky was suddenly taken into a cold electricity, and then the sound came into the eardrums, as if the cat's paws were scratching the glass fiercely, which made people's scalp itchy and shivered all over. Liu Shengjingyun risked a knife cut by his life and put Wang Chan's five fingers on the blade of the blade. Although it looked like a gentle ride, like the breeze blowing the willows, no matter how Liu Shengjingyun, the master of kendo, twisted it, ** and cut, it as if he had fallen into a steel mountain, and moved no matter how hard he tried. Not for a moment.

So that later, Liu Shengjingyun exerted too much force, and the demon knife in his hand had turned into a twist, but it did not work at all. The bright blade stuck to Wang Chan's skin, and even a trace of blood could not be broken.

"Damn!"

Unexpectedly, the one-knife fell into an impasse. Wang Chan's five fingers seemed to be welded to the demon knife, as solid as golden soup, as stable as Mount Tai.

Liu Shengjingyun's heart was shocked to death. Although his eyes had not looked at the knife, the knife had become an outward extension of his arm and limbs. The feeling through the knife body was clearer than what he saw with the naked eye. So he now also clearly knows that at the moment he flirted, Wang Chan's fingers suddenly came over, as soft as the wind, but he could not avoid it.

And the power on Wang Chan's fingers is so huge and incredible, but with such a gentle stroke, the five red and jade-colored fingers left five deep fingerprints on his precious knife. It is much stronger than the most powerful pressure pliers in the world.

If the knife body is only clamped by a few mechanical high-pressure pliers, with decades of cultivation, Liu Shengjingyun is also confident enough to crush all the steel pliers in the next rotation. In fact, he knows that now, his invincible blade can't even cut Wang Chan's fingers.

So, Liu Shengjingyun let go of the knife, and it was the first time in decades that he gave up his love knife in battle.

It's not that the brothers don't try their best, but that the enemy is too fierce.

Even if he didn't use Taibai Jianwan to kill all directions, cut melons and vegetables, and strangled the enemy. Wang Chan, after Jiedan, his boxing martial arts have also advanced to an extremely horrible level. It is by no means that Liu Shengjingyun, who is old, can no longer maintain his physical strength at the peak. The so-called martial arts masters can reach and Confrontation.

They are not young. They can make such a powerful blow just now, or they are condensed by their lifelong skills. They can only burst out in a flash. If they fail to hit, they will soon be beaten back to their original form. Regardless of martial arts, the momentum will fall back to the trough like a tide, which is a huge gap that cannot be made to make up. .

So, Liu Shengjingyun can only retreat! There may be a way to live if you retreat. If you don't retreat, you will definitely die.

Liu Shengjingyun retreated, and the delicate demon knife caught by Wang Chan's hand suddenly rebounded. The knife body that had just been twisted into a twist was actually heavy and restored to its original state, with a sonorous sound, like a dragon chant.

"Good knife!"

Wang Chan grabbed it casually and put the knife in his hand. He just glanced at it gently and knew that this knife killed countless people. It was a full-mouthed magic knife and had entered the devil. If he hadn't been a firm person, as long as he picked up the knife, he would have been invaded by the evil spirit in the knife body and affect his mind. After a long time, it was strange not to die. .

This Liu Shengjingyun can use this knife for most of his life, which shows that he is not an ordinary person.

However, these are not the motivations that Wang Chan cares about. As soon as he grabbed the knife, he glanced at it and turned his hand and cut it out with a knife.

The sky and the earth suddenly lit up. Wang Chan's knife was useless. It was just a fast word. The light of the knife flashed, breaking the air in front of him, and the speed was so fast that there was no time for the sound to come out.

Ah!

Liu Shengjingyun only had time to scream in his mouth, raised his hands and subconsciously blocked his head, but in the end, it was useless. The white light flashed and flew by.

The next moment, his body seemed to have lost gravity, and his whole body flew backwards. In mid-air, he saw a blood line from his forehead, nose bridge, and throat all the way through his front chest and lower abdomen. In an instant, it split into two halves, and the blood rushed up half a day.

Although only one body was cut off with a knife, Liu Shengjingyun still exclaimed in the last moment: "What a fast knife!"

Then, the body fell into dust. This Japanese master, the first kendo master, suddenly died and could not die again.

It was not until this time that there was a sharp sound of a sharp blade breaking through the sky. The sound was as sharp as red wire, which was vividly poked into people's eardrums.

Although Wang Chan has not practiced swordsmanship, the knife cut with his ability is much more terrible than Liu Shengjingyun's decades of hard practice. Without any change, the speed exceeded the speed of sound in a short distance. People were divided into corpses, and the sound reached the ears.

The world's martial arts are invincible, but fast and unbreakable! With this knife alone, all the masters who use knives in the world will stop!

"Hahahaha, hahaha!"

In between thoughts, he grabbed the demon knife, and Wang Chan split Liu Shengjingyun with a knife. At the same time, the big split of Sato Jinzhai, who was only a little slow, had arrived in front of him empty-handed.

Wang Chan laughed loudly, his voice went straight into the sky, and suddenly there was another knife, as fast as lightning, and immediately split Sato Jinzhai's empty palm.

As soon as he fought with Liu Shengjingyun, the two sides were just a contact. Liu Shengjingyun lost the demon knife in his hand and was cut by Wang Chan, which was split into two pieces. It's a long story. In fact, the speed was extremely fast, just like a white horse passing through the gap, and even Joseph, who was watching the battle on the outside? In Hoffman's eyes, Liu Shengjingyun just rushed forward and flew out the next moment. Then he was divided into two halves in mid-air. With his eyesight, he couldn't even see the specific movements in the middle clearly.

Liu Shengjingyun's sacrifice is originally an assassin's killing method in ninjutsu. He is good at hiding, so the hiding place is the closest to Wang Chan. Moreover, the demon knife in his hand is extremely sharp. As soon as he takes action, he goes all out. Naturally, other people's movements are faster.

But no one in the scene would have thought that it was just a line difference. Liu Shengjingyun was killed by Wang Chan, which was faster than expected.

Such the most famous swordsman in Japan, even the murder weapon that killed him is his own knife. This can't be said to be extremely ironic.

"Huh? Unexpectedly, you have practiced a little magic power! No wonder you dare to kill me?"

Wang Chan's knife was originally intended to directly cut Sato Jinsai off on the spot, but unexpectedly, he only split the opponent's big split empty-handed. Although Sato Jinsai now looks extremely embarrassed and looks shocked, he is still alive after all.

It is said that the seven masters of Han joined hands to sneak attack. They thought it was a perfect strategy, but they didn't expect that Wang Chan, the peerless murderer, hit him. It was too fierce. He killed Liu Shengjingyun, who was the most aggressive among several people, with one knife. After witnessing it, he practiced Sato Jinsai, who had the most powerful person to kill Wang Chan before, couldn't help beating the drum in his heart. I am no longer sure to complete this assassination mission.

"What a noise!"

Seeing Sato Kinsai stepping on gossip footwork repeatedly, he retreated backwards. At the same time, there were five people in front of him who were not afraid of death. They rushed towards him like crazy tigers. Wang Chan's eyes narrowed and was no longer impatient to entangle with these people. He only snorted coldly, and suddenly a Taibai sword ball hanging above his head surrounded his home. Turn around. A turn.

Incandescent sword spirit, the ploughing swept the acupuncture point, regardless of the remaining six people who were all retreating. They only blocked the waist and cut it with a sword. At the moment, blood splashed on the spot, and none of them were spared. The six masters, including Sato Kinsai, could not escape and could not be blocked. They were circled by the white light and cut all their waists on the spot.

The two sides are not a series of opponents at all. Even if Sato Jinzhai has cultivated a little magic power other than boxing at the age of 70, his combat effectiveness is not as good as Wei Changjiang, Yu Xuanji and Bai Su at the beginning. Wang Chan, who has now formed an inner elixir and practiced as a sword pill. Isn't it like a mandarin's arm as a car, looking for a way to die?

In an instant, in the field, the seven masters of Han were divided into two halves and turned into fourteen pieces. The blood rain flew all over the sky, and the fishy wind came to his face.

The next moment, Wang Chan took another step, rushed out of the blood rain, and grabbed Joseph, who saw that the situation was not good, turned around and ran quickly. Hoffman.

There is no doubt that Joseph, the ruler of the Siberian demon king concentration camp? Hoffman has an extremely ** intuition about danger. He just saw Liu Shengjingyun die, the body flew out, and his feet kept retreating. When Wang Chan controlled the sword light, he hurriedly turned his head and began to run.

But suddenly, he only felt cold on the back of his neck. He instinctively lowered his head, but his neck tightened. He had been pinched by Wang Chan from behind and picked it up like a chicken.

"You haven't told me who taught you kung fu?" Wang Chan passed away at his feet, and a big hand and foot stretched out a few meters away, like a demon, pinching Joseph? Hoffman's neck was pulled in front of him and asked coldly, "Do you think you can plot me with these old things?"

Joseph? Hoffman's neck was grabbed by Wang Chan from behind, and his whole body immediately seemed to be paralyzed at a high position. In addition to the facial features on his face, his whole body seemed to stop flowing blood. "It's the general... It's the Chinese kung fu that General Zhu Kefu taught me..."

Can you clearly feel the cold and murderous spirit of Wang Chan, Joseph? Hoffman could bend and stretch, but he didn't have the courage to carry out with Wang Chan to the end. As soon as he heard Wang Chan's question, he immediately sold his immediate boss Zhu Kefu.

"Zukov? Who is he? Why is it the most authentic Taoist gas refining in China? Where is he now?

"General... He is the behind-the-scenes boss of the Siberian training camp... It turned out to be the director of the KGB Asia region of the former Soviet Union... His grandfather was a general in the tsarist era. He once looted a Taoist temple in your capital with the Eight-Nation Alliance in 1900... He plundered a large number of precious antiques and treasures... . The general knew that you were awesome, so he didn't participate in this operation... I don't know where he is now..."

Wang Chan's hand loosened slightly, Joseph? Hoffman's answer was much more fluent.

"Don't kill me... I told you everything I know..."

The body just had some consciousness, Joseph? Hoffman's finger had touched the pistol around his waist, which was just an instinctive action in a crisis situation, but it made him fall into a doomed place.

"Come and kill me, do you still want to live?"

Wang Chan snorted, tightened his hand, and directly took Joseph? Hoffman threw it into the sky and rushed to a height of 120 meters!

When he danced and fell to the ground, his whole body had turned into a meat pie, and a desperate helicopter fell with him.

In Wang Chan's hand, the human body is actually no different from the cannonball. He threw it into the air and drew a big half-arc, just smashing the propeller of a sneaky helicopter in the distance.

Boom! The Russian troops in this Sino-Russian military exercise, a whole formation of helicopter squadron, were all destroyed.

Across more than half of the Siberian tundra, Sino-Russian anti-terrorism exercises, which often exceed two months, have been completely defeated. Eighteen Siberian devil boxers, together with their instructor Joseph? Hoffman, and the seven masters of Han, all died and had no life.

The news came out quickly a few hours later, and the forces that got the news shocked at the same time, and countless people were panicked.

(to be continued)