Rejuvenation

Accompanied by Bird's cry, the giant hammer in his hand was facing Chen Fei's chest, whirring over. Faced with this giant hammer attack, Chen Fei finally took his first step since the start of the war.

He saw his right hand and pointed it into a sword, and a burst of air burst out from between his fingers, forming a sharp sword.

Following Chen Fei's movements, the Qi Sword danced in the air, slashing away at Bird's sledgehammer.

Upon seeing this, Bird shouted, the giant hammer in his hand became more vigorous, and the strong wind roared, as if he was about to smash everything that was blocking him.

However, when his giant hammer collided with Chen Fei's Qi sword, a surprising scene happened.

The extremely hard sledgehammer was cut directly in the middle by the Qi Sword, turned into two iron bumps, and flew out in the air.

Without waiting for Bird's surprise to come back to his senses, Chen Fei's Qi Sword continued to chop forward, passing through the center of Bird's body with a fierce wind.

Then, a thin line of blood appeared on Bird's body. Then, the line of blood became wider and wider, and the blood continued to gush out. Bird's body was directly divided into two halves, fell on the ground, and turned into two balls. Flesh surging with blood.

Such a scene directly made everyone look dumbfounded.

Everyone didn't expect Bird to be killed by Chen Fei directly, and he died so miserably.

And when everyone was stunned, Chen Fei kept moving and slid out again, rushing towards Holding on the side.

Upon seeing this, Holding was shocked.

He was originally a long-range attacker, and if it's about close combat, his strength is not as good as Bird.

He clearly knows that once Chen Fei is close, he can be said to be bound to die.

Therefore, at this moment, Holding slid back wildly while constantly pulling the trigger in his hand.

Suddenly, the muzzle burst into flames, and the bullets spun out, intertwined from different angles, and unexpectedly blocked all the routes that Chen Fei might pursue.

It has to be said that Holding is a good gunner. In the case of retreating in a panic and fleeing, he was able to shoot such an exquisite marksmanship to block Chen Fei's attack route.

It's just that Chen Fei at this moment is facing these howling bullets.

Rather than dodge and dodge like Holding imagined, instead, he rushed up directly, following the shortest route, chasing Holding.

"This, how is this possible?

Is he crazy? He wants to die by himself. "

Holding was surprised at the moment.

But in the next scene, he immediately denied this idea in his heart.

I saw Chen Fei rushing from the front, and the moment he encountered the bullet, a red light curtain appeared in front of him.

The light curtain flickered, blocking all of Holding's bullets, and Chen Fei could not be injured at all.

"how so?

My bullets are made through special craftsmanship, and even ordinary Heavenly Peak Martial Artists dare not directly use their bodies to resist! "

Holding was shocked.

At this moment, Chen Fei had already pursued him, and the Qi sword in his hand was raised again.

Upon seeing this, Holding looked terrified, knowing that he had no escape, and dropped the pistol in his hand. Then his legs softened, he knelt on the ground, and began to beg for mercy, "Mr. Chen, I know I was wrong. .

As long as you go around me, I can be your servant and fulfill any of your requirements. "

This situation shocked many people, and at the same time they couldn't help thinking about it in their hearts.

Holding is the twenty-third master of the dark list, not only powerful, but also reaching the late stage realm of the heavenly rank.

And it is also very powerful. Its companies, foundations, and underground organizations are worth tens of billions of dollars. They are definitely the big names of the underground world.

It would be a great honor and great benefit for such a character to be a servant of himself.

For a time, many people began to think about it, and even wanted to speak out for Chen Fei and immediately agreed on his behalf.

But Chen Fei, hearing Holding’s call, did not have any hesitation. He swung out the Qi sword in his hand. With a "shoo", with a crimson light like a flame, it came from Holding’s neck. Across.

In an instant, Holding's head flew high, with a burst of blood.

After drawing a beautiful arc in the air, it finally fell into the rolling river and disappeared instantly.

At this time, Chen Fei's faint voice just came out with the wind, "Being my servant, you are not qualified."

Two moves, kill two well-known masters.

Such a scene really stunned everyone, and never expected that the competition scene would become like this.

After cutting the two in a row, Chen Fei turned around, looked at the grassy, ​​earth and rocky ground behind him, and said coldly: "You come out by yourself, or you want me to do it."

Silent response, only the sound of the wind blowing and the sound of the river rushing by.

This place seems to be empty.

After waiting for a few seconds, Chen Fei shook his head, and then said in a slightly disappointed voice, "It seems that I still have a fluke and want me to do it myself!"

After speaking, Chen Fei's body abruptly activated, bringing out an afterimage, and rushing towards a somewhat messy bush.

Following Chen Fei's movements, the grass that seemed to be plain and unremarkable suddenly trembled violently.

Faintly, the outline of a figure appeared in the grass, and then ran wildly in the opposite direction of Chen Fei at an extremely fast speed.

Upon seeing this, Chen Fei sneered, his body speed increased again a bit, "Want to escape?

is it possible? "

In less than three seconds, Chen Fei chased behind the erratic afterimage, and with a fierce killing intent, he stabbed at the back of Alva with an angry whistling wind in his hand.

Feeling the breath of death approaching, Alva was shocked, desperately trying to escape, but couldn't escape Chen Fei's pursuit.

I could only watch the fierce qi sword pierce my back heart, and then a stream of blood gushed out.

The last expression on Alva's face was full of despair.

"Receive the sword!"

Chen Fei turned around, took a few steps, and returned to the original place in a chic figure.

Standing with his back, proudly looking at the Brooklyn Bridge hundreds of meters away, his face was expressionless, his image was exactly the same as before, as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, whether it was the warrior on the bridge, the live crowd on both sides of the East River in Newtown, or the audience in front of countless live broadcasts, they were all shocked.

They looked at the scene in front of them incredibly, dumbfounded, and they were completely speechless for a while.

"The villain is arrogant and deserves to be punished!"

It wasn't until a few seconds later, as Herman on the bridge screamed, the sluggish people came back to their senses.