Wang Zheng and the three of them quietly climbed to Jingyun Peak in the West Mountain, thinking that it would take a lot of time to kill Duanmu Yichen, but they happened to catch up with this old man, and there was no better chance than this, so Wang Zheng made a decisive move, and Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan waited for an opportunity to sneak attack.

For Duanmu Yichen, who was as calm as water, an ordinary sneak attack was nothing to him, but this time was different, he was no longer a "man", his temperament became obedient and irritable, and when he felt a trace of strong wind behind him, he turned around angrily!

However, that little bit of golden light is as fast as floating light, as fast as a meteor!

Just when Duanmu Yichen turned around, the golden knife had almost come to him!

Hurry, it's so fast!

Duanmu Yichen instinctively raised his hand to block, and the golden knife easily penetrated his skin and pierced into his arm bones!

Duanmu Yichen roared angrily, the fingers of his right hand pinched the handle of the golden knife exposed outside his arm, and pulled it out hard, and a blood line instantly rushed out!

Duanmu Yichen wanted to replicate the action he had done in the African desert, grabbed the golden knife with one hand, and pulled it hard, and the silver thread instantly stretched straight, and he seriously injured Xiao Chenyu with this move two months ago!

Just as Xiao Chenyu's body was about to leave the ground after being pulled, a white light surged from another direction!

Faced with enemies on both sides, Duanmu Yichen did not let go of the golden knife, did not dodge or dodge, but raised his right foot high, wanting to smash into the side of the knife fan!

The artist is bold, even if he is almost insane, but in such a dangerous situation, his fighting instinct is still there!

And at this moment, Wang Zheng, who was standing on the other side, suddenly moved!

Duanmu Yichen saw that his foot was about to smash the knife fan away, and a majestic force suddenly hit from behind him, and that force enveloped his whole body, so strong that it was impossible to resist!

For the first time in so many years, Duanmu Yichen felt powerless, and his body was smashed far away by Wang Zheng, like a kite with a broken string!

Duanmu Yichen, who lost his mind, was not the opponent of the three after all.

Wang Zheng stood in place, looking at Duanmu Yichen's figure, silent.

Xiao Chenyu's left hand shook, and the golden knife turned into a meteor again, and the speed was a notch higher than before, chasing Duanmu Yichen in mid-air!

The knife fan also drew an arc, chasing the golden knife!

Yikes!

With an extremely small sound, the golden knife passed through Duanmu Yichen's chest without any sluggishness! As soon as the silver thread was pulled, the golden knife quickly recovered, opening an inch-long opening in his chest!

Although Xiao Chenyu didn't hit his heart this time, he almost cut Duanmu Yichen's lungs in half!

A large amount of air frantically poured into his chest, and Duanmu Yichen instantly felt that it was difficult to breathe! Exhale and breathe, this kind of action that seems to be the simplest in normal times, now it seems that every time you do it, you have to bear great force and severe pain!

As soon as the golden knife retreated, the knife fan had already followed closely, and several blades of the knife rotated at great speed, like a meat grinder, tearing out a shocking blood groove on Duanmu Yichen's chest!

The sharpness of the knife fan is far beyond imagination, and Duanmu Yichen's sternum has been cut! Blood rushes in the wind!

His body fell heavily to the ground, spitting blood, and his chest was already a blur of flesh and blood!

And Wang Zheng still stood in place, motionless.

The knife fan hit it well, turned around in an instant, Zhang Xuan ran a few steps, grabbed the knife fan, and then raised his backhand!

Duanmu Yichen seemed to want to support his body hard, he knew that lying here at this time was tantamount to sitting and waiting to die, but he was almost exhausted after being irreversibly seriously injured in his chest and lungs!

Duanmu Yichen's hand had just propped up his body when the knife fan surged, slashing through the crook of his elbow with precision and accuracy!

Duanmu Yichen's right arm instantly turned into two!

Without support, his body fell to the ground!

The golden knife struck again, and this time Xiao Chenyu did not attack other parts again, but directly aimed at the opponent's throat!

The golden light flashed and disappeared, as easy as cutting tofu, the golden knife easily cut through Duanmu Yichen's throat, blood spurted out wildly, and the ground under him was instantly dyed red!

Duanmu Yichen's eyes were blood-red, and he couldn't seem to believe this fact!

His other unbroken hand covered his neck, as if he wanted to stop the blood flowing out, but he couldn't cover the wound, and the blood flowed more and more!

Soon, Duanmu Yichen was no longer able to open his eyes!

He felt that his eyelids were heavy, sinking to the point that they could not bear it!

At the last moment of his life, Duanmu Yichen used all the remaining strength of his body and threw an extremely resentful look at Wang Zheng, and then his body slammed on the ground!

A generation of grandmaster Duanmu Yichen has fallen!

At this time, Wang Zheng sighed softly, and there was no joy in his eyes.

As he said, too many people have died on this road, both deserving of it and deserving of it.

"If it weren't for this old man's temperament, we wouldn't have been able to contain him." Zhang Xuan rinsed the knife fan in the waterhole, looked at Duanmu Yichen's corpse, and also didn't know what language to use to express his current mood.

Indeed, if it weren't for the sneak attack behind Wang Zheng that seriously injured Duanmu Yichen's viscera, Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan would not have had such a good opportunity to attack. If Duanmu Yichen has the patience to fight against them, then it is not yet known who will win or lose.

"Let's go, go down the mountain."

Wang Zheng glanced at Duanmu Yichen's corpse, and then strode towards the edge of the cliff, without the slightest intention of burying the other party's corpse.

At the same time, Su Tianqi was also in the conference room of the Chang'an Hotel in the capital, and started negotiations with Lewandov about the acquisition of Su's enterprise.

The Polish consortium represented by Lewandow only expressed its intention to acquire Su Tianqi at the beginning of the company, and the latter couldn't wait to start negotiations at an appointed time as if he had won the jackpot.

One wants to buy, the other wants to sell, and the buyer offers a very satisfactory price, and everything becomes logical.

But even so, Su Tianqi still wanted to show his bargaining talent, and he took a puff of cigar that he thought was very elegant, and the whole conference room was filled with smoke.

A beautiful female secretary next to Lewandov covered her mouth and nose, frowned slightly, and showed a faint look of disgust.

"Dear Mr. Lewandov, to be honest, the Su Enterprise is the work of my grandfather's life, and he is now busy with other things, and he does not know that I have this negotiation with you. If he had known what he had said, our negotiations would have ended immediately, you know what I mean? ”

Lewandov nodded, and a mysterious smile appeared on his handsome face: "I understand, we will sign a non-disclosure agreement, and not a word about this negotiation will be leaked." ”

"It's not enough." Su Tianqi hinted, and did not forget to glance at the towering chest of Lewandow's female secretary as he spoke.