It is rare to use a sword, and it is rare to use a soft sword, although a soft sword can be tied as a belt, but ordinary people can't play a soft sword at all, let alone hurt people, and it is very likely to hurt themselves, the soft sword must be supported by internal strength, and how many people can practice to this realm now? None of the people present thought that the person in front of him was holding a soft sword in his hand, what did it mean? Two words flashed in Niwa Kaede's heart, master!

A master is indeed a master, if Chen Jianfeng is not a master, it is estimated that there are few people in the world who can be worthy of the title of master. The jet-black sword shadow was illuminated by the faint headlights, and a light sword curtain appeared, and with a backhand, a poignant semicircle was drawn, which shrouded Chen Jianfeng's front firmly, and it was able to block the attacks of the two Japanese in front, however, there were seven people on the opposite side, even if Niwa Feng didn't make a move, but standing there without moving, his pressure was passed to him from time to time, obviously, Niwa Feng's skills were good.

The other four people each had a three-edged thorn in their hands, the three-edged thorn was about a foot long, the width of the three edges was balanced, and the pointed part had a barb, once stabbed, not only could it be bled out, but it would also use the barb back to expand the wound. These are still secondary, the main thing is that the triangular thorn actually looks unusually blue under the illumination of the headlights, and it is obviously highly poisonous. It's a very vicious weapon, and I don't know how these Japanese brought this thing on their bodies, and if they accidentally break the skin by the barb that sees the head, they are very likely to die before they get out of the school. Chen Jianfeng smiled when he saw these triangular thorns, although these triangular thorns looked extremely vicious, but in the eyes of real masters, their lethality was not as good as those real triangular thorns. It is highly poisonous and barb, and it has maximized the destructive power of the triangular thorn, which is simply a so-called snake to add steps.

The four of them surrounded Chen Jianfeng in four directions, and the other two answered on the side, while Niwa Feng stood quietly aside, looking at Chen Jianfeng wearing a mask, thinking about something in his heart. The two people who were answering were not three-edged thorns in their hands, but a katana. With Chen Jianfeng's experience, he saw that the real core of these six people was not the four people with three-edged thorns, but the two people who stood outside to answer. Their stance and momentum were much better than those of the other four. The six of them took their positions, but did not move immediately, as if waiting for something.

Chen Jianfeng knew what they were waiting for, waiting for the ninja who had just disappeared to give him a rush, and then the six of them moved together to complete the fatal blow. Chen Jianfeng stood proudly, his eyes lowered, as if he didn't care about the killing machine in front of him, but in fact, his whole body and mind were focused on the soft sword in his hand, waiting for the other party's move.

Behind Chen Jianfeng, there was a slight fluctuation in the air, and a katana slashed silently towards the top of Chen Jianfeng's head, as if only the night wind was blowing, and the knife did not bring a sound. Getting closer and closer, the blade was only about three inches away from the top of Chen Jianfeng's head, and the katana suddenly increased, setting off a wave of turmoil. The six Japanese surrounding Chen Jianfeng suddenly snorted softly, and moved in unison, four dark blue three-edged thorns and two snow-bright katanas, as if they were like a monster with a bloody mouth open, rushing towards Chen Jianfeng with teeth and claws. The four triangular stabs are divided into four directions, creating a dark blue scene, shrouding Chen Jianfeng's four directions, there is no gap, but the two katanas came first, cutting out two matches, and rowing towards Chen Jianfeng's upper and lower plates, there is a mysterious ninja katana on it, and there are also two sharp katanas waiting in the middle and bottom, and the four directions of the front and back are impenetrable by the four triangular stabs, blocking all the way.

In a desperate situation, Chen Jianfeng was like being in a desperate situation, very exquisite cooperation, Chen Jianfeng definitely didn't expect to encounter such a delicate cooperation battle tonight. His eyes shone with a fiery glow. He shook his wrist suddenly, the soft sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake, raised his head high, brushed it, as if a sword had broken through the space, the tip of the sword was on the katana that was only about half an inch away from the top of his head, and a powerful internal strength passed through the tip of the sword and passed into the katana, ding, with a crisp sound, the katana was actually swept away in the air and fell to the ground.

The ninja was stunned, and his figure appeared in the night sky, the tiger's mouth in his right hand was shattered, and bursts of stinging pain attacked his nerves, but after a long period of training, he woke up in an instant, and prepared to hide into the night sky, attacking with a hidden weapon diamond-shaped dart, and cooperating with the battle of the six people. There was a slight fluctuation in the air, and his figure disappeared, only to be seen as an afterimage from the Nine Hells that had just disappeared. The pitch-black night was cut in half by a sword that could only see the afterimage, a hiss, a very slight sound, but in Chen Jianfeng's ears, it was like a fairy sound, a trace of blood red burst out from the night, and then a figure like a dead dog appeared, fell to the ground, and there was a small cut in his throat.

Niwa Feng, who was standing on the periphery watching, had his pupils contracted, and muttered, "Qinglong, he turned out to be Qinglong, known as the patron saint of Huaxia, he should have thought of it a long time ago, but ...... But ......" Niwa Kaede's lips moved slightly, and he didn't make a sound anymore, lowered his head and got into the car, signaling the driver in front of him to drive away immediately.

The car moved, like an arrow from a string, rushed out of the abandoned dock, Chen Jianfeng heard the roar of the motor, and just smiled cruelly. Niwa Kaede entered China in earnest, and he didn't think about leaving Niwa Kaede here, but these few smuggled in, then you don't have to be polite, even if the Japanese know that they died here, they can only knock out their teeth and swallow blood.

The soft sword shook straight again, and the three-edged thorn in front of him was pointed, Chen Jianfeng followed this force, suddenly rose into the air, the whole person volleyed down, and the soft sword in his hand made a cheerful sound, winding around a chopped katana, Chen Jianfeng shouted softly, "Give me a hand!" As soon as the words fell, the katana immediately broke out of the master's control and was swept into the sky, and the tip of Chen Jianfeng's sword gently drew an arc in the counterclockwise direction, hiss, and the sound of breaking his throat again......

In the compound of the Standing Committee of the Jiazhou Municipal Party Committee, Lin Jinhong, who was sleeping in a daze, was woken up by a piercing ringtone, and the call was from Xie Minmin, the madman, and his tone was very excited, saying that he had knocked on Gu Ziyong's solid defense line and obtained first-hand information. As soon as Lin Jinhong heard this, all of a sudden, seven or eight points of drowsiness and two or three points of dissatisfaction were all taken away, Xie Minmin pried Gu Ziyong's mouth open, this, is this true, what method did she use? Curiosity filled Lim's entire brain.