My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 404 Fate is an excuse for the weak, but luck is a humble word for the strong!
"You really want to see me?"

Brother Feng smiled leisurely, moved his legs a little, landed firmly on the ground, lit a cigarette and smiled, "This is not a wise decision."

Seeing Brother Feng appearing, the ten mercenaries didn't show the ferocious aura of shouting and killing. Instead, they couldn't help taking two steps back and swallowing their saliva. They felt the coercion of the strong man.

"Long time no see, Dragon Thorn!"

Katerina stared into Qiushui's eyes, ignoring the flames of war in the distance, ignoring the enemies behind her, and only had Brother Feng in her eyes.

She felt that the other party was more handsome than before, and had a unique taste that ordinary men did not possess, which made her heart beat uncontrollably, and the beauty was hard to describe.

As for Hei Xiong and the others, their jaws almost dropped when they heard the other party's name, and their hands holding the guns were trembling.

Dragon thorn, the existence of mercenary world god, is the nightmare in their hearts.

"Jie Jie, you are the dragon thorn? Very good, throw yourself into the trap, save me a lot of trouble!"

A gloomy laugh came, and the body of Yinjiu rushed towards him from dozens of meters away.

He is neither fat nor thin, holds two black axes, is more than 1.9 meters tall, and has a bloodthirsty and cruel aura, which makes people daunting.

Judging from the aura, he feels stronger than Brother Feng.

Seeing Yinjiu coming, Heixiong couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, the situation in the arena is still under the control of Lord Yinjiu, there is nothing to fear.

"Be careful, he is very powerful, don't fight him head-on, you, you may not be able to beat him!"

Katerina kindly reminded.

She admits that the dragon thorn is very strong, but based on her past knowledge of the dragon thorn, the opponent's skill is much weaker than that of Yinjiu.

Because Yin Vulture's strength has exceeded his own cognition, mysterious and fierce.

Hearing this, Yinjiu had a ferocious smile on the corner of his mouth.

What the beauty said was right, the other party was just a little grasshopper in front of her.

What kind of soldier king dragon thorn, it's just a vulgar name, the opponent can't even beat the mad bull, how can I fight against myself?
"You humble weaklings, I will let you all die here today!" Yinjiu said proudly.

"May I ask, who gave you this confidence?" Brother Feng laughed.

"A few weak chickens in the area also want to fight against General Chi Yan. Death is your destined fate!" Yin Jiu snorted coldly, full of confidence, and the word fate is the best explanation.

"Fate? Fate is an excuse for the weak, but luck is an excuse for the strong!"

Brother Feng was shocked, and suddenly picked up something wrapped in rags on his back, and said: "My fate is up to me."

As soon as the words fell, there was a hiss, and all the rags were torn apart, revealing a strange long sword with a golden cold glow inside, a treasure inherited from the Li family, Youlong.

"Overestimate your strength and tear you apart!"

Yinjiu gritted his teeth, held an ax with both hands, and ran towards Brother Feng desperately.

He has extraordinary strength, one-star extraordinary bone forging level, and is at the same level as Mad Bull.

He traveled around Europe in his early years, and he had obtained a certain sacred school, the inheritance of the Holy War Knights' skills, and the secret moves he practiced were still above the God-killing Mad Bull.

Ranked third among the four chiefs of Chi Yan, his strength is extraordinary.

In his opinion, Li Huaifeng is nothing more than the world's top strength, and he is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from the extraordinary realm, so there is nothing to fear.

The duel between the two powerhouses started instantly.

Whether it's Katerina, Ye Xiong or the others are all watching intently, not daring to take a breath. The outcome of this duel determines their fate.

However, everyone already had a predetermined winner in their minds, that is Yinjiu, whose strength was convincing enough, even the King of Soldiers, Dragon Thorn, could only die.

Ding sound.

Youlong and the black ax collided together, producing dazzling sparks. This is the color that can only be created by the touch between strong people.

As soon as the two touched each other, their bodies rose from the ground at the same time, and their feet bumped into each other in the air before they separated.

"You? You are extraordinary!"

The eagle's eyes were filled with shock and bewilderment.

The information that Mad Bull gave him could not be wrong. The other party is obviously only the so-called strong man in the world, and he is absolutely vulnerable in front of him. But in the fight just now, he used [-]% of his strength, but he felt that the other party was equal to him riding a tiger. Obviously, it is the power possessed by the extraordinary level powerhouse.

I haven't seen each other in just a few months, how can the opponent's strength improve by leaps and bounds? It's terrible!

"Is Chaofan very powerful? My brothers are all Chaofan, I don't think there is anything unusual!"

Brother Feng smiled leisurely, and was pleasantly surprised to find that he was not weaker than the opponent in the confrontation of strength.

In this battle, either draw or win, there is absolutely no reason for failure.

Xiongguan Road is really like iron, and now it's over from the beginning!
At the beginning, in the hands of the God-killing Mad Bull, he couldn't handle it for a few rounds, but now, in front of the Vulture, who was stronger than the Mad Bull, he was equal to his opponent, neither humble nor overbearing.

Brother Feng accepts all the respect and arrogance brought by strength.

No pain, no gain, all the hard work in the past is worth it.

"They're all extraordinary? How dare you scare me!"

Yin Jiu's eyes were about to burst, but his heart was disturbed by the other party's words.

He turned his head to look into the distance, but he saw the four of An Ye fighting fiercely with more than 200 men under him in the dense forest.

Could it be that they really all entered the extraordinary realm?

How is this possible?

What happened in the past few months?
Yinjiu's heart was in a mess, but his murderous aura was even more surging.

"It doesn't matter if you are extraordinary. If you are a newcomer who has just stepped into this field, what kind of cruel methods can you have? Suffer!"

The vulture's double axes were raging, and he fought with all his strength, not daring to delay any longer.

Ding ding ding, both of them are like flying cheetahs, mountain eagles.

Fighting non-stop on the ground, pedaling on the side of the tree trunk with both feet, flying up and down.

This is not a fight, this is clearly a performance between two supermen, the skills are amazing.

Katerina looked ecstasy, her beautiful eyes revealing feelings of incomprehension and admiration.

She has never convinced anyone in her life, but the dragon thorn is definitely an unparalleled landscape in her life.

The two times of helping each other were at critical moments of life and death.

However, every time he showed his strength, he brought him an unbelievable surprise.

Which woman does not worship this enigmatic male god?

Which daughter would not want to have it!
"Black whirlwind!"

Yinjiu let out a loud shout, and the two axes suddenly merged into one, spinning rapidly in his hands, like a hot wheel, dazzling people.

This is his nirvana at the bottom of the box, an absolutely lethal method.

He hurried up his feet and came to kill Brother Chaofeng.

Kakaka, the big tree was blown away by sawdust cut by the tough axe.

Brother Feng stepped back again and again, Youlong pierced the ground, and a burst of sand rose up to confuse the opponent's vision.

However, the two axes turned too fast, like an impenetrable wall of knives, flying all the sand and stones, and struck deadly.

"Are you afraid? Do you want to escape? You have no chance!"

Yinjiu laughed loudly, stretched out his legs with all his strength, pressing every step of the way, leaving no way for the opponent to retreat.

The sound of whistling wind was endless, and even the soil on the ground seemed to be swept by the whirlwind, and the momentum was monstrous.

"Ancestor Li Xuanfeng's "Liu Feng Yu Tai Shu" has a move called Breaking the Wind, which can be converted into a point with all the strength of the whole body, which can restrain the opponent's whirlwind axe!"

Brother Feng suddenly realized that the opponent had tricks, and he had tricks too, and Po Feng was one of the two ultimate moves that he currently mastered.

Brother Feng frowned, and rushed to a big tree behind him.

"You still want to run? Garbage!" Yin Jiu thought that the other party was afraid, and became more aggressive.

But as soon as the words fell, Brother Feng stomped on the trunk with both legs, and the trunk with thick thighs shook randomly as if being trampled by a huge force.

In the next second, his body turned into a water dragon in the air.

The body twisted rapidly in a spiral shape, the dragon in the hand buzzed, spinning in a dizzying rhythm, the air in front of him seemed to form a giant vortex, continuously gathering and condensing into a point.

"break!"

Brother Feng yelled loudly, held You Long and went straight to the opponent's double axes.

"Hit an egg against a rock, and you're doomed!"

Yinjiu laughed loudly, feeling that the other party had been tricked, the speed at which his ax rotated could disrupt everything and wrap metal, including the opponent's weapon.

However, when the tip of Youlong's sword hit the surface of the giant axe, it was like a finger of consonance, with force like a broken bamboo.

Click.

You Long smashed the black axe, smashed the palm holding the black axe, and pierced the opponent's brain.

With a puff, a little golden light appeared from the back of Yinjiu's head, and blood spurted out, dyeing the night full of chill and death red.

"No, impossible!"

Yinjiu looked at the shattered black axe, left his last words in the world, fell down with a bang, and died.

Break the wind and defeat the whirlwind!
Win with one move! ?

Brother Feng looked down at the Youlong Sword in his hand, let alone the jaw-dropping audience, even he couldn't believe it.

The opponent is so weak that he was killed in just fifty rounds?

No, it's because you haven't realized how powerful you are today.

The rising dragon thorn is no longer the defeated army that roamed the world in the past!
The stinging dragon has been startled to sleep, and its roar moves thousands of mountains.

(End of this chapter)