The masked man let out a sharp laugh and his body suddenly jumped up.

His toes were like spears, and with the force of thunder, he swept towards Dugu Shang's head.

This sharp kick was not only cruel, but also extremely fast.

This gave Dugu Shang no time to react, so he could only block it with his arms across his chest.

"Bang bang bang!"

In three seconds, the masked man kicked out ten times.

Dugu Shang felt as if his arms were about to explode, then his body shook and he hit a big tree.

With a loud noise, his back cracked the tree, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

His whole body fell apart and his strength was gone.

But at the moment he fell, his toes also touched the masked man's abdomen.

The force is so strong that the opponent's body cannot stop shaking.

The masked man touched his stomach and felt extremely painful.

"Be prepared to die..." He was very angry, laughed strangely, and was about to trample Dugu Shang to death.

"Old K, let me kill him for spitting out evil!"

At this time, Shen Bancheng, who had slowed down, drew his sword and rushed in front of the seriously injured Dugu Shang.

The destruction of the First Village, the death of his son, and being framed as the blame made Shen Bancheng feel filled with hatred.

He wanted to kill Ye Fan's cronies and let Ye Fan feel the unforgettable hatred.

So with this knife, Shen Bancheng tried his best and said with a ferocious face: "Go to hell, Ye Fan!"

He vented his anger on Dugu Shang as Ye Fan.

The masked man knew Shen Bancheng's hatred, so he stepped back and let him finish off Dugu Shang.

"Whoosh——" The knife is like a poisonous snake, fast and fierce.

Who knew that Dugu Shang didn't dodge or dodge, he just turned slightly sideways with a playful look on his face.

There was a thud! Dugu Shang allowed Shen Bancheng's dagger to pierce his body, and then he heard the bloody sound of knife and flesh intersecting.

Succeeding so easily made Shen Bancheng slightly stunned.

At this moment, Dugu Shang roared angrily, and a piece of wood splintered towards Shen Bancheng's neck.

There is no way to avoid it at such a close distance.

"Wow -" When Shen Bancheng was about to use his sword to retreat, blood was already flowing out from the arteries in his neck.

In the firelight flashing in the distance, it is as beautiful and charming as red agate.

This is the difference between life and death! "Ah——" Shen Bancheng fell to the ground with a plop.

He clutched his neck tightly, but couldn't seal the wound.

The unstoppable flow of life.

There was a lot of unwillingness and pain in his eyes.

The situation was great, but he himself capsized in the gutter.

"Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu——" The masked man was also completely shocked. He never expected that Dugu Shang would fight back.

When he woke up, he roared, like an angry leopard shooting at Dugu Shang.

He punched out.

"boom!"

Dugu Shang, who was resisting with his hands crossed, held his opponent's fist, but he was still knocked away due to the difficulty in maintaining his strength.

He rolled on the ground for more than ten meters before he stopped. Blood was pouring out from his mouth, nose and gunshot wounds.
Chapter completed!