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Chapter five hundred and seventy-two what if I commit murder

"Junior, if I really want to escape, do you think I can kill me easily?" The old man from the Wen family roared, and his body suddenly moved to the left. After avoiding Liu Feng's sword, the old man roared proudly: "See, the ability of the innate strongman to escape is not something that you like the Hunyuan realm masters can understand."

Damn!

The other two masters of the Wen family were also running towards the door of the cabin at this time, but after hearing these words from his companions, they almost spit out old blood. Oh my god, you are a congenital strong man who was chased by a young man in the Hunyuan realm and ran away. Is it still honorable to escape? Are you still embarrassed to yell and show off?

Liu Feng also secretly scolded the old guy for being shameless. At the same time, he swung his right hand and flew out at high speed, chasing the back of the old man Xiang's family.

The old man kicked hard, moved his body horizontally again, and rushed towards the hatch of the ship.

At this time, the other two old men from the Wen family had already entered the cabin first, and under normal circumstances, the width of the cabin door could only allow one person to pass through.

Just as the old guy's figure was parallel to the frame of the cabin door, a sound of airflow from the bullet ran out of the chamber sounded.

At this time, Liu Feng had already picked up the dark ruler on his right hand, and his index finger was pulling the trigger. The timing of his shot was just right, leaving the old man in the Wen family with no room to escape from the upper, lower, left and right.

Immediately afterwards, the old man suddenly flew forward, and a shocking blood flower collapsed on the back of his head.

"Idiot! Can you escape by innate nature? Your innate power is in a cow, aren't you afraid of gun shooting?" Liu Feng snatched his right hand, and the dark ruler spinned his hand several times, and then he took it back to his waist.

Swish!

The scimitar that was just flying out by Liu Feng flew back to his hands like a boomerang.

After receiving the knife, Liu Feng took a big step and walked into the cabin.

The cruise ship cabin is divided into two floors, with six cabin doors for people to enter and exit. After the fierce gunfight and fight just now, the tourists who were not dead have already run back to their cabin rooms. The narrow passage in the cabin is as quiet as death.

After Liu Feng stepped in, his footsteps instantly became extremely light. He could not hear any footsteps every step, and there was no slight sound of the swinging and friction of his clothes.

After walking about fifteen meters along the passage, Liu Feng stopped in front of a cabin door.

At this time, an old man from the Wen family in the door was panting heavily against the cabin door. His right foot was slightly raised, and blood was dripping from his feet, "Damn King Liu Yan, the Hunyuan Qi on his knife is so powerful that even I, the innate master, cannot stop bleeding, blood, blood in a short time..."

When talking about blood, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and his face suddenly changed drastically.

Dong!

Immediately afterwards, the hatch door was blown open by a strong force, and the old man from the Wen family was shot forward and rushed forward four or five steps away.

"You just realized that the blood from your feet would reveal your traces?"

Liu Feng stepped in and said in a sarcastic tone: "Wen family, when they came to kill me, did you think you would become the target of being hunted?"

Bang!

The old man turned around and threw off the hatch door behind him, but at this moment his face turned unhealthy purple-red, and blood was slightly overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Young man, your strength is really beyond my expectations!"

The old man stared at Liu Feng with a hint of fear in his eyes, but he said stubbornly: "But you have to understand that I am from the Ji Shui Wen family. Are you just killing me as unscrupulous as a master of the Wen family, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

"Then your Wen family is always going to kill me without any restraint, so why don't you be afraid of retribution?"

The scimitar in Liu Feng's hand rotated a circle, and the light of the knife flashed like a flower plate blooming. It was so beautiful, but it brought the opponent a kind of despair that came from the heart.

"My surname is Liu, I, I, can I, please let me go? I know I was wrong. As long as you don't kill me today, I promise to return..."

"It's too late, you can't go back anywhere."

Liu Feng interrupted the other party's begging for mercy and rushed forward.

"Damn it, you forced me to fight with you..."

"I know your Golden Family has the ability to fight hard, but will I give you a chance?"

puff!

Liu Feng waved thirty-three swords in a row, and it was almost completed in less than half a second, and the sword light almost turned into a light net.

Then, blood splattered out.

When the sword light disappeared, Liu Feng turned around and walked towards the broken door.

The old man from Wen's family held his neck and chest with both hands, and his palms could not block the dense and slender knife marks.

"No, no, no, not just thirty-three... knife!"

When Liu Feng walked out of the cabin, the old man struggled to spit out the last sentence of his life, and then fell to the ground with a plop.

Liu Feng, who walked out of the cabin, continued to move forward and took out his cell phone and made a phone call.

"Old leader, I encountered an accident on my way to Full Moon Island in Maldives. Fierce battles occurred on the cruise ship, and the number of casualties was unknown. Because the battle was not over yet, I don't have time to count them."

As soon as the phone was connected, Liu Feng quickly said: "It should be less than half an hour before we reach Full Moon Island. During this period, you must find a way to eliminate all adverse effects, otherwise once this matter is reported, it may affect my next action."

Depend on!

Xu Tingfei on the other end of the phone cursed: "In less than half an hour, you asked me to solve such a big trouble in Madai. Do you think I am a god?"

"Old leader, the mission I took this time is very important. Once an unknown enemy knows that I am, all my previous efforts may be wasted." After saying this, Liu Feng hung up the phone.

"Hey, hey...sorry!"

Xu Tingfei was so angry that he heard the Wangyin on the phone, and then shouted: "Come here, prepare a car and take me to the embassy."

Swish!

When Liu Feng walked to the first-floor cabin restaurant, he suddenly flashed into the door. At the same time, a flying knife flew past him with a cold wind sound, and nailed it to the cabin door with a bang. The whole knife was completely wiped into the cabin door, and the handle of the knife was still trembling violently.

"You are the last one, I don't understand why you are hiding here?"

Liu Feng looked at the last old man from Wen's family who had just thrown a flying knife at him and said with a smile: "Oh! I guess you are buying time for someone, right? Are you asking that useless Wen Tianye to find his third grandfather, right?"

"The last one, so they are all dead?" The old man in the Wen family was so angry that his facial features were twisted.

"Yes, I've sent them to the underworld, and you are next." Liu Feng suddenly stepped on his feet and rushed to the old man with a thud.

"Junior, even if you are strong, even if I will die at your hands today, I will still hold you to bury you with me!" The old man from the Wen family roared wildly, and then his aura surged.

"I want to work hard, your companion said so just now, but I won't give you a chance." Liu Feng also moved his full strength at this time, swinging the scimitar in his hand, and the light of the sword intertwined into a net again.

Puff puff puff!

The old man from the Wen family wanted to use the secret technique to fight desperately, but was forced to retreat step by step by step by step by step, and he was unable to completely complete the secret technique. In this process, blood-flying wounds were continuously cut on his chest and abdomen.

Bang!

When he took four and a half steps in a row, there was a sudden bang behind the old man, and his figure was blocked by a long dining table.

Immediately afterwards, Xueliang's scimitar pressed steadily against his neck.

"Young man, no offense is allowed!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the entrance of the restaurant, and an old man in a moon-white Tang suit walked in.

This old man is quite old, and it looks almost the same as before seventy, but his eyes are as bright as golden lamps and his steps are light and sensitive, and he is even more energetic than a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Behind the old man, Wen Tianye was also with a resentful look on his face.
Chapter completed!
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