My CEO Wife is Perfect

"Kill, kill!"

Suddenly, both Tianmen disciples, Longqi members, or a Chinese martial arts man, were indignant and took out their swords and guns and rushed up bravely.

For a time, the two sides were hanged in one place, with broken limbs and broken arms, flying all over the sky, their heads rolling and their blood flowing into a river, just like a human Shura.

Bang bang.

Crackling.

Xiao Chen and others quickly pushed forward, just like the wind and the clouds. The Japanese warriors who killed cried for their father and mother, and the wolf rushed to pig.

Fortunately, there are thousands of sons in the temple to supervise the war, so as not to be defeated like a mountain.

However, the real QIANZI thieves in the temple are all hiding in the last place to command the whole battlefield without charging in front.

Xiao Chen light smile, looking at standing on a high hill waving a small flag, commanding the battle of the temple true thousand son, big drink a, "cold wind, you go to destroy the temple true thousand son."

"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao, you will be able to break the line and get it."

After Lengfeng took his orders, he waved his sword, opened and closed, fought and killed fiercely. He fought his way forward in the direction of zhenqianzi in the temple, like a racing car.

You can see, where he passed, countless Japanese warriors fell down, blood bit by bit.

On the battlefield.

Xiao Chen's slaying Sabre doesn't stop at all. It's slashed out one by one.

Poof

The dull sound of the sharp blade entering the flesh kept coming. The Japanese samurai felt that their body functions would quickly disappear after being chopped, and they could only fall to the ground in confusion.

This is not the end. The most important thing is that Xiao Chen's killing sword can be regarded as a sharp weapon, and the waist cutting is just ordinary.

Under the courageous leadership of Xiao Chen, the so-called "general's courage to be a soldier" is also everyone's fight to be the first to fight against each other. They are not afraid at all.

As a fierce enemy of the Little Buddha, it's hard to fight against the cat.

Shua Shua!

Only see the Japanese samurai constantly fall down, eyes flash with fear, for a time, a river of blood, brain burst, is very killing.

Different from the Japanese samurai who were defeated like a mountain, zhenchizi in the temple stood high on the high hill, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not have any fear.

She held a soft whip in her hand, and looked at the cold wind which was running fast and smiling.

"Sure enough, did you still come?"

"Dirty woman, die."

The cold wind, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, jumped up, and the dark sword was cut at the head of the real QIANZI in the temple. There was no room for discussion.

"Ha ha!"

In the temple, zhenqianzi is charming and smiles. He dances the soft whip like a fly, dissolves the attack of the steel knife with four or two strokes of a thousand jin, and spare no effort.

One is hard and the other is soft. Two weapons meet together.

Bangka!

Strangely, although the soft whip looks soft and weak, it is extremely tough, and the steel knife can't help it.

Although the weapons were cut together, the whip did not have any damage.

Looking at the cold wind of Leng God, zhenqianzi in the temple roared out again.

There's a crack.

The sound of the fierce impact came, and then both of them stepped back countless steps before they could stabilize themselves.

"This woman is not simple indeed."

Lengfeng finally realized that zhenqianzi's force was fierce. No wonder she was able to lead her organization to dominate the world. Originally, Wu Xu Shi, a famous woman warrior, was no less powerful than herself.

Taking advantage of this Leng Shen's Kung Fu, zhenqianzi in the temple looked at the whole battlefield and saw that his subordinates were constantly retreating. Only those who were killed had been defeated like a mountain.

She knew that at this time, she had no hope and could only choose to run away. His eyes flashed.

A Shua.

Put the soft whip in the hand and scatter Ya Zi to run, faster than the rabbit.

Nima.

Looking at a moment out of dozens of meters away from the temple of true chivalrous son, cold wind liver pain, anger, carrying a steel knife to catch up.

Shua Shua!

The two men chased and ran further and further, finally out of the sight of the public.

Long Xiaoyun looked at the two people who lost sight and worried, "Xiao Chen, do you think the cold wind will ambush?"

"No, zhenqianzi in the temple is in a hurry to respond to the battle. I don't think there will be any ambush."

Xiao Chen light way, continue to calm down to kill the enemy, indomitable.

With the spread of the situation, the Japanese samurai constantly fell to the ground.

Finally, in a quarter of an hour, he was dead and wounded.

The scene finally quieted down, and the smell of blood spread.

Let's talk about the cold wind.

He chased zhenqianzi to the edge of a cliff. Although the mountain is not high, he will definitely die if he falls down.The real chivalrous son in the temple finally retreated, standing on the edge of the cliff, standing still, looking at the cold wind coldly, his eyes full of blood, just like gods and demons.

"Boy, why bully people so much?"

"Should I say that?"

Then, with a smile, it was as cool as a knife.

Nani?

Zhenqianzi in the temple looks a little white, and finally he is no longer calm, and his pupils shrink suddenly.

She knows that either you or I die today.

If you continue to retreat, you can only fall off the cliff and die. It's better to kill as if you were dead. Maybe you still have a chance to survive.

Whoosh!

Think of here, she does not retreat but advances, with a soft whip firmly entangled the cold wind steel knife, seeping people's smile.

"What?"

Seeing her smile, the cold wind has a trace of ominous premonition in her heart, which can not be removed.

Sure enough.

Indoor true thousand son again tight hand soft whip, pull a bit, determine the degree of locking, and then a crazy smile, the body jumped back, fell to the cliff.

"This NIMA, crazy woman!"

Suddenly, the cold wind only felt the strength of the steel knife in his hand soared. He hastened to pull back, but he still couldn't resist the descending acceleration of zhenqianzi in the temple. Little by little, he ran fiercely out of the cliff and moved forward step by step.

His figure was getting closer and closer to the edge of the cliff.

"Well?"

Finally, he couldn't go out any more because there was a cliff below. He looked down and found that the hill was not high, and it was dozens of meters high. If he fell down, he would die.

I saw the temple real chivalrous smile, body shape constantly to the fall, want to take the cold wind together, fall cliff to die.

Crazy!

This is a madman!

The cold wind pupil shrinks suddenly, finally realizes that what kind of person he meets, confronts with this kind of extreme guy, estimates oneself not to be good.

"Ha ha..."

Temple true thousand son looking at the cold wind, ferocious smile, "boy, you accompany me to die, my mother is also satisfied."

With that, she tugged the whip down again.

Shua!

Suddenly, the cold wind's body darted forward and quickly let go of the steel knife. However, it was still affected by the force. The body flew out of the cliff and was in a state of suspension, with a rapid downward trend.