Chapter 227: Iron-Blooded Killing

The gunfire around him was even more intense, Xiao Qiufeng didn't give the knife time to ponder, the shadow body technique attacked like electricity, if he was not familiar with his newly touched martial spirit, but for this set of body methods, it was impossible for the knife not to know.

"It's you, it's really you" has long been a kind of secret speculation, but no one can confirm that this man has a shadow of a certain similarity, and now he knows that Xiao Qiufeng is a shadow.

"Yes, it's me, you have created such a big trap for me, I must not have imagined that I am still alive!" The rich killing, brewing with the power of the incomparable sword heart, has already gushed out.

Although the Shura knife has been condensed, but the heart of the knife at the moment, there is a kind of cowardice, the narrow road meets, the brave wins, the knife has no way to forget, when the shadow breaks through the base, the terrifying power that suddenly comes out.

"Chief, we—we're surrounded!" The leader had already rushed in, but what he saw was not what he wanted to see, the outside was the army rushing in, but inside, there were murderous masters, and he no longer knew whether to come in or go out.

Death is a word, as if both ends are the same.

The knife broke out in a cold sweat, and the condensed Shura knife was already a little powerless, not because of his strength, but because he had lost confidence, and the shadow was a nightmare in his heart.

"Even if you kill me, you won't live long."

Xiao Qiufeng had already stopped, looked at the knife coldly, and said: "I don't need your worry about this, I will work hard to live, there are not too many people in the world who know the shadow body method, do you say?" ”

Knifeface shuddered: "You, have you encountered the Shadow Army?" ”

Xiao Qiufeng didn't answer, but said softly: "Dao, give you a chance to officially challenge me, I hope you don't let me down." ”

The face of the knife was corrupt and lost, but there were already a few more kinds of madness: "Okay, many people say that you are a rare martial arts wizard in a hundred years, but I don't believe it, even if you escape once, I can still let you die again, you can't fight me, and you can never fight my master!" ”

The knife exudes a golden light, and that is the power of the sword heart.

"Knife Heart"

The knife screamed, and there was already a cruel smile on his face, when the flying sword was mysteriously killed by someone in the Three Heavens, he had not found the person who killed him, but as soon as Xiao Qiufeng's golden sword heart came out, the knife already understood that it was too easy for this man to kill the flying sword.

"Black Shura-" A kind of black mist shrouded his body, the black that represented destruction and death, came in an instant, and the knife qi on the knife body was extremely cold, just like a zombie crawling up from hell, it did not belong to humans.

The golden sword qi, the cold and black Shura, the power of the two knives, together, the soil in the trench on the grass is flying, this knife has been hiding itself, and it can actually block the power of Xiao Qiufeng's sword intent.

In Xiao Qiufeng's surprise, the knife's face was already a little proud: "This is the true power of the knife, just with your shadow heart, you can't kill me." ”

Surprised, slightly surprised, but it was only for a moment, Xiao Qiufeng had a disdainful expression on his face, and said: "I said that if I die miserably, I will let you die miserably, and that will also let you see my true strength!" ”

The sword qi has dissipated, all the violent internal energy has been inhaled into the body, an indescribable breath, so depressed that it is a little difficult to even breathe, the knife is in this extremely depressed space, this is the world that belongs to Xiao Qiufeng.

"Dragon Break-Heaven, Kill-"

The body of the golden dragon, with its teeth and claws, tore the space to pieces at this moment.

His face had changed, and on this man's body, there was an endless surprise, and the knife had already screamed with fear: "The dragon has become three unique!" ”

It was just a legend, but at the moment he saw it with his own eyes.

When he sees it, it is also the end of his life.

The surroundings were full of people, from Zhao Guangping to Sun Qingyu, from Li Qiangbing, to Xiao Yuanhe in the distance, at this moment, all of them looked up at Xiao Qiufeng, the son of the dragon god, who was covered with divine light.

He's not a man, he's a god!

The Shura knife danced out of six kinds of water waves, the Tao attacked people, the black breath, almost everywhere, this kind of power, it is indeed the peak of the true strength of the knife, but under the wild dance of the dragon god, the black was absorbed completely.

The hand had been inserted into the chest of the knife, but there was not a drop of blood, Xiao Qiufeng's palm had already felt the beating of the knife's heart, the violent beating, panic and fear, every negative emotion, there was a little.

"Y-You can't kill me-"

Everyone cherishes their own life, and when you kill someone, you have to think that one day, you will also be killed, but the knife never thinks about it, because he will not give others this chance.

But at this moment, he clearly heard the sound of his heart shattering, blood slowly gushing out from the palm of his hand, when Xiao Qiufeng took out his hand, the knife was already kneeling on the ground, and behind his back, a sharp dagger had been inserted.

"This knife was inserted by Uncle Tu, life is an animal, and you only deserve to go to hell when you die."

Xiao Qiufeng doesn't need a confession, there are some things he already knows, even if he doesn't know, he can find out slowly, it's just that this man must die today, because if he is given any chance, he will kill himself.

He will never let such a thing happen, kill, kill, kill, kill.

"Xiao Shao, there are still sixteen living mouths-"

Tie Zhu walked over covered in blood, a very loud report, and behind him, followed by Sun Qingyu and Zhao Guangping, this is the first time for them, they have witnessed the methods of this merry son of the Xiao family, it is indeed very iron-blooded and cruel.

"You don't need to live it!" Xiao Qiufeng said softly, and the sixteen living mouths that were tied up by the soldiers soon became dead people.

Several members of the Divine Soldier stepped forward, their outstretched fingers became iron hooks, and the people around them only heard the sound of "click", and their necks were already broken.

No one dared to persuade, and no one dared to speak, this murderous aura was even more terrifying than the devil.

The iron-blooded devil's subordinates, and a group of iron-blooded soul messengers, this scene will definitely make anyone remember it for a lifetime.

Zhao Guangping told himself that he would never be an enemy of this man.

A few little girls hid behind the door, already blindfolded, only Feng Xi, her slender and delicate body, had been thrown into Xiao Qiufeng's arms.

"Qiu Feng, I thank you for Uncle Tu, thank you for helping him fulfill his wish."

This man called the knife is their common enemy, and they need to be cruel to the enemy, in Feng Xi's eyes, there is nothing wrong with this, and only this kind of powerful, iron-blooded man is truly worthy of her love and sustenance.

The army carried all the corpses away, as for the report, this was not something that Xiao Qiufeng needed to care about, but he didn't know that Sun Qingyu had a nightmare for three days because of it.

Although he used to be a soldier, but he has not really been on the battlefield, this kind of killing, to him, is still a little strange, as the director of the city bureau, of course he has also been in contact with the case of the murderer, but at this moment, he was at the scene, looking at the sixteen living mouths, being twisted their necks one by one, as if they were not human beings at all.

used to be concerned, but now, he has a deep fear of this young master of the Xiao family from his heart.

All the corpses and bloodstains have been dealt with, and the servants hiding in the basement have been summoned and began to clean up the messy yard again, and at dusk, under the evening breeze, the warm night began to fall again, but no one knew that today, hundreds of people died here.

The Xiao family, only Xiao Yuanhe saw the tragic scene of the massacre, and he didn't dare to tell Tian Fu, because at this moment, he still couldn't believe that the person who killed blood-colored would be his son.

He knew that he couldn't read his son anymore.

However, no matter what he does, he is his son Xiao Yuanhe, even if he goes to hell, he is willing to bear it with his son, this kind of thought, he will always hide it in his heart.

Liu Yanyue didn't know that she hid in the inner room with Tian Fu, and she didn't come out at all, and she didn't even see blood, but Shi Yan's four little women secretly caught a glimpse of a scene, and their faces were still pale at the moment.

At dinner in the evening, they all got rid of their bad appetite and went back to their rooms to rest, only the Xiao family, and Feng Xi, gathered together very harmoniously and enjoyed a rare leisure.

Without the threat of a knife, Xiao Qiufeng also completely let go of the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, the anger of being framed back then had been vented at least half, and the road to the distance was still very long, he needed a clear mind to face all this.

In fact, there are more and more things exposed from the knife, and he is full of expectations for the distant capital.

But before that, he still has a lot to do, such as the Yamaguchi Alliance, Xiao Qiufeng has no patience for their constant provocations, this time, he wants to know if they, one of the world's three major gangsters, can really withstand the killing of the second extermination.