In fact, Lan Feng knew that those warriors didn't want to beg for mercy with him at all, and he just wanted to tease some people, but seeing those people looking down at the short knives in their hands with hideous faces, he also knew that those people couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

Lan Feng closed his mouth boredly, wanting to see what these people were still trying to do: Is it like using such a knife to solve me?

After Lan Feng finished speaking, he was a little curious about the short knife they were holding in their hands, the short knife was about thirty centimeters long, the handle was wooden, it looked very fine, and the blade was extremely sharp.

Lan Feng was looking at the knife, but the few warriors suddenly covered the short knife tightly with both hands, and stabbed into the abdomen from the left side of the two inches below the navel, the blade turned to the right, and the hands pulled from left to right with force, directly opening a one-line opening in the abdomen.

Lan Feng was shocked in his heart and scolded: Did these guys fucking commit suicide by seppuku?

Lan Feng didn't know what the spirit of bushido was, only these punishments that were almost perverted to the extreme.

Lan Feng was really touched when he saw the blood flowing all over the place, but Lan Feng didn't pity them, he was killed by himself or committed suicide.

Lan Feng took a puff of his cigarette and took a deep breath before continuing to walk inside, but as he passed by the samurai who were kneeling dead on the ground with their heads down, Lan Feng still felt a hint of coldness.

Lan Feng couldn't help but lower his head and glanced at the dead warrior beside him, pursed his lips, and subconsciously touched his cold neck.

However, just as Lan Feng was about to leave this place in a hurry, a soft sound suddenly came from under Lan Feng's feet.

Lan Feng was just about to look down, when a loud noise suddenly came from his side, and four red blood lights rushed towards the roof, Lan Feng seemed to suddenly appear in a strange light array, startled, and immediately rushed out, and then turned around and stared coldly at the strange situation that was happening in front of him.

A sky-high blood light suddenly appeared on the four dead samurai, and the source of the blood light was the wound in the abdomen that the four samurai had been cut open.

The blood light on the bodies of the four samurai only rose to the sky for a short time, and then began to give it to the bodies of the four black-clothed samurai, and soon the blood light condensed into the blood shadow of a tall armored samurai floating behind several black-clothed samurai.

The black-clothed warrior suddenly moved, groaned like a demon, and then pulled out the short knife in his abdomen, Lan Feng only heard the sound of skin turning and healing, and then several dead black-clothed warriors in front of him all stood up.

The black-clothed warrior's steps were not stiff at all, and he suddenly turned around and faced Lan Feng again.

Lan Feng saw that the blood flow on these warriors also stopped, and the bloody wounds were so black that he couldn't see anything strange there, but these warriors did feel different, and they couldn't tell whether they were alive or dead, but the blood-red eyes that were basically invisible still made people a little afraid.

Lan Feng snorted coldly, spit out the cigarette butt and took two cigarettes in his mouth again, and at this time, the four black-clothed warriors who couldn't tell the difference between life and death began to confront Lan Feng, and no one had the intention of making the first move.

Lan Feng didn't want to play with people here, and when he saw that the other party didn't make a move, he would directly preemptively attack.

Lan Feng flicked his fists, and the two smoke dragons rushed towards the four ghostly warriors.

There was not a trace of change on the face of the black-clothed warrior, but in the face of the attack of the smoke dragon, he directly raised his hand and slashed the smoke dragon in half from the middle.

The ghost dancer saw that Lan Feng was still rejuvenated, and suddenly jumped forward, patting the ground with one palm, Lan Feng was still curious about why he didn't rush at him, and the other party's strength was revealed, because the ground behind Lan Feng was shattered by all the black-clothed satellite TV palms.

Lan Feng snorted lightly and waved his hand, and the smoke in his hand shot out, piercing into the walls on both sides of his feet.

At this time, Lan Feng stood above his own smoke as if he was riding through the clouds, standing still.

The black-clothed warrior tilted his neck, and the blood-colored warrior phantom on his body also flashed.

The black-clothed warrior also launched an attack again, this time the speed became completely faster, the speed was above Lan Feng, and Lan Feng's kung fu in the blink of an eye rushed in front of him, and the knife in his hand fell, and the black-clothed warrior slashed directly at Lan Feng's head.

Lan Feng barely relied on the smoke to dodge the attack, but this was only one time, as soon as Lan Feng appeared, the other three warriors rushed towards him again, although these three people were not as powerful as the leader just now, but they still made Lan Feng a little flustered together.

Although Lan Feng's speed couldn't keep up with the opponent, and his attack couldn't hit the opponent, fortunately, he wasn't killed.

"Ah......h

The black-clothed warrior held the knife in one hand and the gauntlet in the other hand and pushed forward, and the whole person spun and rushed towards Lan Feng on the side, the speed was basically comparable to the red electric light, and Lan Feng immediately used the power of smoke to blur and dodge.

Lan Feng barely dodged this blow, and as soon as he dodged to the side, the black-clothed warrior slashed at the wall with a knife, and directly cut a large crack in the wall.

Lan Feng barely dodged and was just about to retreat a little when a tingling pain suddenly came from his lower abdomen, Lan Feng looked down and saw that the whole person was shocked, his lower abdomen was bleeding.

Lan Feng ripped off the clothes on his body and quickly bandaged himself, but at this time, Lan Feng also began to be a little frightened, the strange knife technique and the speed of the ghost's travel actually slashed his own self that turned into smoke.

Lan Feng's strength has been greatly improved, but he still encountered a tricky enemy, so he could only light three cigarettes again, take a sharp puff and smoke all three cigarettes, and then spit out the smoke while shouting: "Smoke Wonderland." ”

Lan Feng also knew that it was impossible to kill the enemy just by confusing the enemy's sight, because hiding in the smoke, Lan Feng could still feel that the warriors who had lost their sight could still capture their position well, and the black-clothed warrior's gaze was also moving with Lan Feng's movements.

"Wonderland Miasma." After Lan Feng launched this move, a primeval forest suddenly appeared in the already vast white smoke, like a mirage, but it was slightly different.

Lan Feng thought that he could kill the enemy like this, but he really didn't expect that the other party would have nothing to do, not only was he not injured by the miasma, but he could even stand intact in the miasma, but the red samurai phantom on the black-clothed warrior was crackling softly when it was eroded by the miasma.

Lan Feng didn't know why the other party didn't make a move when he could capture his position, could it be that he was afraid that he would have a back move? Just when Lan Feng was still pondering, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong: "Damn, there's one missing." ”

The strength of those black-clothed warriors had indeed improved a lot, and they had even escaped Lan Feng's detection under their hidden figures, Lan Feng realized the danger and suddenly turned around and hit behind him: "Here." ”

But Lan Feng's punch did not hit the black-clothed warrior who was hiding behind Lan Feng, but his arm was grabbed by the other party, and Lan Feng was just about to use the power of smoke to escape, but his actions were suddenly out of control.

Lan Feng was just about to raise his foot, when the black-clothed warrior suddenly raised his hand and put the short knife in his hand against Lan Feng's neck, and Lan Feng forcibly withdrew it.

Lan Feng fixed his eyes and saw that the hands and sword of this black-clothed warrior were also covered by the red light of the red armored warrior.

At the same time, the other two black-clothed warriors also rushed to Lan Feng's side, and the three of them stopped Lan Feng at the same time and grabbed Lan Feng's arm tightly.

The three knives formed a knife ring around Lan Feng's neck, so that Lan Feng had no way to move, and at this moment, the leading black-clothed warrior also rushed towards Lan Feng with an arrow step.

"It turned out that I was waiting for this time, but even if I can fight back, I may hurt Cui Xiaoqi if I make a bold move." Lan Feng didn't dare to make a big move before he determined Cui Xiaoqi's location, and now he was about to die, but he just sighed and closed his eyes.

Just when Lan Feng had already given up on surviving, he suddenly felt that the arm he was holding suddenly loosened, Lan Feng realized that those cold blades had left his neck, and opened his eyes suddenly, just when the leader was about to stab Lan Feng in the head, Lan Feng suddenly tilted his head, just dodging the knife of the black-clothed warrior.

Although the black-clothed warrior's knife stabbed the wall behind Lan Feng, the sword qi of that knife still scratched Lan Feng's shoulder.

Just when Lan Feng thought that the black-clothed warrior was about to draw his sword, the black-clothed warrior just stood in place.

Lan Feng quickly flashed to the other side, only to see that the armored warrior phantom on the leader's body began to disappear little by little, and finally turned into a blood light on the black-clothed warrior and disappeared, and the black-clothed warrior was like a stiff corpse, and his pupils were dilated and stood in place.

Lan Feng lowered his head and glanced at the fallen warrior on the ground, and he could probably guess what was going on, because the power that burst out with the mysterious power could not last too long, so these people died after the horror, but some of those guys lasted for a long time and some lasted for a long time, because of their personal ability, which also caused why those warriors let go of Lan Feng's hand just now, but the leader was able to hold on to the final blow.

Lan Feng couldn't help but glance up at the short knife when he thought of this, but the short knife slowly turned into ashes under Lan Feng's gaze.

Lan Feng was puzzled, so he could only gently push down the black-clothed warrior leader, then straddle the corpse and continue to walk inside.

However, the way he had just gone had been ruined by the black-clothed warrior, and Lan Feng could only step on his own smoke and continue to walk forward.

Before leaving, Lan Feng couldn't help but glance back at those warriors, and made sure that they were really dead, so he turned around and sighed and continued to walk forward: "Do these Japanese really want to be like this?" It's too extreme to die if you fail, or our country is better, one thing can be seen from two aspects, how can it be said. ”