The dark Feng rushed forward and stabbed him out from a tricky angle.

When he stabbed out, the most incredible change suddenly occurred. He had hit him like hundreds of poisonous snakes carrying silver rain all over the sky, making it difficult to tell where the machete came from, and only made people feel the atmosphere of bleakness everywhere.

Chu Tian smelled the feeling of death.

The aura of death is like the fear that arises when you are on the highway, countless vehicles whistling past you. You can't control your life at all. Maybe you will be hit by the flesh and blood when you turn around. You can only choose to wait for the vehicle to stop or find an opportunity to break out of the gap.

Of course, Chu Tian would not choose to wait, so he broke out without hesitation.

When he had this idea, his man had already counterattacked, his hand had been gently swung out, as natural as the breeze, as gorgeous as the sunset. The attack of the dark front, the poisonous snake, suddenly completely disintegrated in the shadow of the breeze, sunset.

It is like willow catkins being blown away in the spring breeze, and the ice and snow are melted in the sun.

Anfeng looked at Chu Tian’s hand holding the hilt in disbelief. The next second, Anfeng was shocked and flew out, flew seven or eight meters away, hitting the wall of the villa and falling down. Chu Tian smiled softly and said lightly: "The sword technique is like the wind, but when the strong wind blows the earth, isn’t there any missing places?"

Spit out two mouthfuls of red blood, and the dark edge stood on the ground and smiled bitterly: "When the wind blows, who can notice the missing place? But you can not only find a place without wind, but also block the surging wind. How many geniuses are like you in the world today?"

"The dark Feng was defeated tonight, and he was convinced."

Chu Tianping looked at the seriously injured Leng Feng with a gentle look. This guy is a rare killer talent. The assassination process of tonight was designed to be exquisitely designed. If he had not captured the details himself, he might have lost his life because of panic. This would have meant that the Anfeng would not be alive, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to his brothers.

Thinking of this, Chu Tian's eyes flashed with regret and sighed softly: "I originally wanted to ask you about the origin, and I am confident that I can dig out things from you, but seeing that you are a rare master and a respectable enemy, I will let you go with dignity."

"Get a knife!"

The Shuai Jun brothers took a few steps forward and placed the machete in Chu Tian's hand.

Anfeng nodded, closed his eyes and said, "It is my honor to die in your hands!"

Chu Tian held the machete and slowly approached Anfeng. This time it was Anfeng's turn to feel the breath of death. The cold machete was raised upwards. Chu Tian was about to pass through his throat and send him on the way. Suddenly Anfeng opened his eyes and said with an unfulfilled wish:

"Can I ask you to help me before I die?"

The machete was as steady as Mount Tai and did not wave it. Chu Tian smiled bitterly and sighed without objection: "It seems that you are the killer. Only others have always made a request to the killer before death. Now you have made a wish to me, do you want me to help you kill your enemies, or do you want me to help you take care of your family?"

An Feng wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and responded clearly: "Although I was ordered to kill you, I know you are not an unforgivable person. On the contrary, you are very kind to the world. I have no excessive demands. I just want you to give me a gift to my sister."

"I promised her on her birthday on the eighth next month."

This small request can still be agreed. Chu Tian nodded after thinking for a moment, and replied with his eyes gathered: "Okay, I promise to give her a gift, and I will also help you realize a beautiful lie, saying that you need to go abroad for three or five years because of work."

"Also, your sister's address and name."

Although his life has reached dusk, Anfeng's face is as peaceful and quiet as the dusk in the twilight of autumn. There is no longer anything he regrets in this world. He also unexpectedly moved his wounds, making himself face the empty gate, like a wild wolf looking at the moon and thinking about his home.

"Thank you! Her name is Xia Qiudi (di), Taipei City! Get started."

An Feng uttered a few words with satisfaction, Chu Tian nodded, and the machete fell down gorgeously, a smear of blood sputtered on the grass, and the falling leaves were also stained with a little.

The night wind is as low as a sigh, as if it is sighing at the fragility of life.

The blood-stained leaves rolled at Chu Tian's feet with the wind, and Chu Tian's eyes were a little disappointed. Tonight, another master died in his hands, and the world seemed to be becoming more and more lonely. He sighed and leaned over to pick up the fallen leaves. At this moment, a person suddenly flashed out of the darkness, a cold short knife!

The faces of the Shuai Jun brothers changed drastically, and there was a killer.

And it came so suddenly and so at the right time.

The man's movements were as agile as an eagle, and the short sword sprinted as fast as lightning. This man flashed at the gate. The short sword in his hand pierced Chu Tian's back heart. When Tian Yangsheng and the others saw it, it was too late to resist it for him. Chu Tian himself seemed to have no sense at all, and still sighed and bent down.

His movements were very slow. He went to pick up this fallen leaf, as if it was just because of the feeling in his heart. Danfeng's life was like this dead leaf, withered and withered. When he picked it up, he wanted to be sad and die in his hands. The masters always felt a little sorry for each other, but he happened to avoid this lightning-like short knife.

At this moment, the sword light had clearly pierced into his back, but it happened to pierce the sky. The interval between them was just a shot. The power of the person rushing over was completely exerted. It was too late to collect his power, but the whole person turned over from his back. The brothers of the Shuai Jun saw a faint sword light flashing by.

Gu Jian smiled, and Tian Yangsheng's hand holding the knife also let go slightly.

The assassinated man stood up and looked at Chu Tian, ​​his eyes full of surprise and fear. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it out. Suddenly a wisp of blood gushed out of his throat, and then it fell down. Chu Tian slowly picked up the dead leaf and stared quietly, as if he hadn't noticed what had happened just now.

The night wind was still sighing. At this moment, a person's life had fallen like a dead leaf. Although the life of the leaves was short, it would regenerate next year.

Where is a human? Will people be reincarnated when they die?

The machete that Chu Tian held in his left hand dripped with warm blood. He knew that the person who died under the knife was Ming Dao. The stabbing of the blade was amazing. Chu Tian now knew the reason why An Feng adjusted his position before he died. He was not to look at the moon and think about his return, but to let his back to the door to create the last chance for Ming Dao to assassinate.

No one can match this idea.

The brothers of Shuai Jun rushed over to check with machetes. The killer's appearance was so obvious that he found that he was Mingdao who fought with Feng Wuqing. Everyone was surprised. Didn't Feng Wuqing lead someone to chase him out? Why can this guy run back and assassinate again? Has something happened to Feng Wuqing and the others?

Chu Tian had no worries at all and threw the machete beside him.

A moment later, footsteps sounded at the gate of the garden, and then Feng Wuqing, Nie Wuming and others ran back. After seeing Mingdao's body, Feng Wuqing couldn't help but pat his head and sighed: "I guess this guy is going back to the horse, otherwise how could he take us around? It's true that he is from the army."

Nie Wuming breathed a few breaths, walked to Chu Tian and smiled, "Is the young marshal okay? This guy fought and retreated with us, relied on the surrounding terrain, and then he flashed into a residential building. When we went in and searched, he disappeared."

"We just guess he will be shot back."

Chu Tian nodded solemnly and sighed softly: "They are both today's killers. Not only did they design such a superb killing game, but they also dared to use cold weapons to deal with me. They are really enemies worthy of respect. Wuming. Our general army has always respected the strong, so we buried them all together."

Chu Tian was thinking about it carefully. If the blade was used to deal with him, what would the risk factor be? Although it would not kill the garden on the spot, the injury was undoubtedly unquestionable, especially the retaliation of the Ming Dao Killing. If it were not stabbed with a knife, but shot a few shots, the situation would be difficult to predict.

Nie Wuming responded and waved his hand to carry the Shuai Jun brothers away.

Raising means respect, dragging means contempt.

Far away in Chengdu, the commander-in-chief base.

The mortal world threw out the burning torches, like a dazzling meteor passing by.
Chapter completed!