"Don't shoot..." Ye Xingchen saw the five people suddenly attacking him, and sneered instead of the corner of his mouth. He immediately issued an order not to shoot. He retreated back and avoided the dagger shot from Pu Xiaoyun's sleeve. Then he turned his wrist and a knife had appeared in his hand. He gently touched Lin Die's short blade, blocking Lin Die's attack. Then he moved to the left and avoided the joint attack of Liao Jiajia and Jiang Ranran again. He even came behind Xia Xue. The knife in his hand turned into a stream of light, instantly cutting Xia Xue's collar, and his snow-white and smooth skin was exposed...

"Do you really think your ability can hurt me? Today, the Japanese young master will let you see the strength of men and let you understand that fighting will always belong to men!" Ye Xingchen sneered, and his figure rushed towards Xia Xue again. Four flying knives appeared in his hand at the same time, and they shot out from four directions at the same time, which forced Pu Xiaoyun and the other four who wanted to come to rescue had to retreat.

Ye Xingchen's figure had already arrived in front of Xia Xue. The knife in his hand gently pulled it up to meet the short blade in his hand. Then he swung it hard, which made Xia Xue's little hand holding the knife numb. The short blade in his hand almost couldn't hold it, but Ye Xingchen's attack did not end. He suddenly stretched out his right hand, and in Xia Xue's stunned gaze, he magically grabbed her wrist and twisted it hard. The dagger in her hand could no longer be held, and just fell down.

The knife in Ye Xingchen's hand was swung out like lightning, and bright sword lights lit up. In just a moment, the night clothes on Xia Xue's body had been shattered. For the sake of convenience, they were not wearing underwear inside. In this way, not only were the large snow-white skin exposed, but the two tempting balls of flesh exposed to the air.

Everyone was shocked. Ye Xingchen's sword technique was so fast that he did not give anyone a chance to react? Ye Xingchen sneered at the corner of his mouth, and suddenly turned around and kicked Pu Xiaoyun who was rushing over. Pu Xiaoyun quickly waved the dagger in his hand, but suddenly saw the knife in Ye Xingchen's hand shooting out again, and it had arrived in front of him in an instant. He would not even think about resisting Ye Xingchen's kick. He quickly waved the dagger in his hand to block the flying knife, but Ye Xingchen's kick hit her lower abdomen heavily, kicking her whole person out, instantly dissolving the attacks of Lin Die and Liao Jiajia. Only Jiang Ranran's figure had come to Ye Xingchen again, and stabbed Ye Xingchen's back heart with one knife.

"You *** are here..." Ye Xingchen thought of the last time he was sneaked into a rage in his heart. He didn't turn around and grabbed Xia Xue, who was already covered in rags, and blocked her behind him.

With a "chi...", a blood arrow shot out. It was Jiang Ranran's dagger inserted into Xia Xue's shoulder, and a muffled groan came from Xia Xue's mouth.

Ye Xingchen was waiting for this moment and suddenly stepped forward. The knife in his hand penetrated into Jiang Ranran's shoulder without any mercy. With a slight force, he directly cut off her tendons. The arm holding the knife dropped instantly, and a muffled groan even more painful than Xia Xue.

At this time, Lin Die and Liao Jiajia's figures had rushed over again. They knew that they could not escape death today, but as elite killers of the Shadow Sect, they had an obsession in their hearts, that is, no matter what, they had to kill their own targets, even if they sacrificed their lives. Since they did not kill Ye Xingchen that day, they must kill him today.

Facing the two women whistling, Ye Xingchen still had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He grabbed both hands and suddenly he held five kind flying knives in each hand. With a sneer, ten flying knives shot out at the same time, transforming into ten rays of light, shooting at the two women.

The two women were shocked and quickly flashed to the side, but each of them was still stuck in a flying knife, and red blood flowed out along the blade, and Ye Xingchen's figure had already rushed out again. The knife in his hand was waving back and forth, and blood stains appeared from their bodies. The originally thin white and smooth skin was pricked by Ye Xingchen...

In just a moment, except for Pu Xiaoyun still intact, the other four women were all covered in scars and their clothes were even more torn. They fell to the ground one by one, their faces pale, and their eyes were filled with despair.

They suddenly realized that the man in front of them was so powerful and so invincible. No matter what means they used, they were all resolved by Ye Xingchen. In front of Ye Xingchen, they were like three-year-old children. Could it be that the special training they had been waiting for for so many years that they were really inferior to a teenager?

The others were stunned? Even Bingbing looked at Ye Xingchen in amazement. This is not his brother Xingchen? His brother Xingchen should be a person who cherishes his beauty. How could he take such a heavy blow to the beauty? How could they understand the helplessness, helplessness, and unwillingness that Ye Xingchen was so sad that Ye Xingchen was so sad that he saw Murong Rong and others.

He once vowed that he would not let his beloved woman suffer a little bit of hurt, nor would he let his beloved woman shed a little bit of tears, but that time, he made them so sad, so sad, and even almost committed suicide. If they really had some shortcomings, he would never forgive himself in his life. All of this was caused by these five women in front of him. How could he not be angry if he had a chance to take revenge today? It depends on the person, right?

The cold smile on the corner of Ye Xingchen's mouth was replaced by a grin. He couldn't even look at the four women who were seriously injured by himself. He walked towards Pu Xiaoyun step by step, towards this classmate, or friend who once gave him a good feeling...

"You said, what should I do with you?" Ye Xingchen looked at Pu Xiaoyun condescendingly, with a very cold look in his eyes. There was a hint of sarcasm in the indifference, ridiculing Pu Xiaoyun's incompetence or ridicule of his innocence at the time?

Faced with Ye Xingchen's indifference, Pu Xiaoyun really didn't know what to say. She just looked at Ye Xingchen silently, without begging, without anger, without sadness, as if everything was no longer important...

"Swoosh..." Ye Xingchen suddenly waved his hand like lightning, and the knife in his hand pierced into Pu Xiaoyun's heart. A bright red blood shot out directly, which was so gorgeous under the reflection of the rising sun... hf();
Chapter completed!