"No wonder even the 'assassination king' Akihi Kawamoto fell into Chen Feiyu's hands. Chen Feiyu's alertness is too high."

When Tianchuan and Hiroshi thought of this, their expressions were solemn, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on their foreheads.

Three meters away, Chen Feiyu looked at Tianchuan and Hong, then looked at the killers lying in the pool of blood, and suddenly realized: "I'm still strange, why did Japan only send a few smelly fish and shrimps to assassinate me? It turns out that they are all cannon fodders that attract my attention. You are the real killer weapon."

Yoshimura Miyu was completely desperate and could not even deal with Chen Feiyu's last killing move. This assassination mission completely failed.

"It's a pity that you have seen through it. Go to die!" Tianchuan and Hong had a gloomy face and suddenly waved the samurai sword in their hands. A silver light flashed and a sword light slashed in the air and slashed at Chen Feiyu.

The gorgeous sword light shines on everyone's eyes.

Tianchuan and Hong knew very well that his best attitude was assassination and sneak attacks. If he fought alone, none of them would be Chen Feiyu's opponents, so he could block Chen Feiyu with a fake move and prepared to escape.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu bounced his fingers and a sword energy came out into the air, easily shattering the sword light. The sword energy was still strong and continued to shoot forward.

Before Tianchuan and Hiroshi had time to escape, they felt a pain in their cheeks. The sword energy had already flown tightly against his cheeks, leaving a wound, and blood flowed out instantly.

His right foot, which had been lifted, was stiff in the air, and he had no choice but to fall back again. His heart completely sank. After that, when he was head-on, he would definitely be dead.

Chen Feiyu chuckled and said, "The early realm of the Grandmaster? It's still a careless one. However, with such strength, it's far from enough to assassinate me, Chen Feiyu. In fact, you are like them, in my eyes, all of you are a native chicken and a tile."

Grandmaster?

Gao Wenbin almost exclaimed and hurriedly covered his mouth. "Master" is a noble figure. It is rare among millions of people. He is definitely the peak of the martial arts world.

It’s unbelievable that this Japanese man holding a samurai sword is actually a strong man in the “grand master realm”, but Chen Feiyu can easily gain the upper hand. How terrifying would Chen Feiyu’s strength be?

Gao Wenbin's heart was filled with storm.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu threw Miyu Yoshimura to the ground, and a figure flashed and rushed towards Takawa and Hong.

Tian Chuan and Hong's faces changed slightly, and they slashed a sword in the direction of Chen Feiyu, intending to block Chen Feiyu. At the same time, they pointed to the ground with their toes and floated backwards, intending to open the distance between him and Chen Feiyu first.

At the same time, Yoshimura Miyu jumped up from the ground and was about to rush towards Chen Feiyu, and Wadagawa and Hiroshi attacked each other forward and backward.

Suddenly, a dice shot in the air, even more sharp than a bullet, penetrated through Miyu Yoshimura's shoulders, and blood splattered.

Yoshimura Miyu screamed, and as soon as he stood up, he fell heavily to the ground, and his shoulders were bleeding.

Wu Ruojun played with the last dice on the gambling table and said lightly: "If you dare to make some thoughts, this dice will penetrate through your forehead."

Yoshimura Miyu looked frightened and shivered, and she didn't dare to move.

Wu Ruojun didn't take Miyu Yoshimura seriously at all, turned his head to look at Chen Feiyu, and saw that Chen Feiyu had broken through the sword lights of Takawa and Hong, and came back first, approaching three feet in front of the other party.

Tianchuan and Hong were shocked and subconsciously slashed away.

Chen Feiyu's eyes were cold and he bounced his fingers on the blade. With a "ding" sound, the samurai sword suddenly broke from the middle.

Tian Chuan and Hong were even more shocked, their qi and blood surged, their faces flushed red, and their minds became more and more shocked.

The next moment, Chen Feiyu's sword finger had already hit his heart, not giving Tian Chuan and Hong time to react. His thoughts moved slightly. With a "puff", a dazzling sword energy penetrated through Tian Chuan and Hong's mouth, causing a burst of blood mist.

Takawa and Hiroshi's eyes widened and fell into a pool of blood with a "thump".

Gao Wenbin and the beautiful dealer were both shocked. Is this sure that people can do it? They still want to lose Chen Feiyu's money. Isn't that an old birthday boy hanging himself - is it a pity that he has a long life?
Chapter completed!