The ultimate bodyguard of the wealthy goddess

The prodigal son's heart skipped a beat. Although he didn't use all his strength just now, it was just a tentative attack, but the opponent's reaction speed and the strength of swinging the knife shocked the prodigal son a little.

And at this moment, another man wearing a pair of wooden clogs raised his samurai sword and quickly slashed at the prodigal son. The speed was definitely not inferior to the one just now.

After the prodigal son's eyes sank, he urged Blood Fiend to meet him again at top speed, stretched out his saber to block the opponent's samurai sword, raised his right leg and kicked the opponent with a strong force.

The opponent also didn't dodge in any way, and raised his legs to meet him after a roar.

boom!
The legs of the two collided violently, kicking, kicking, the other was knocked back three or four steps by the kick, and the prodigal son also took two steps back.

"Die!" The sword flashed, and the man in flowered pajamas stabbed the prodigal son in the chest with a samurai sword in his hand. The prodigal son suddenly felt a fierce momentum sweeping over him.

Forced to do so, the prodigal son dodged again and dodged to the side. At the same time, he struck out suddenly with his right hand, pressing the saber on the back of the samurai sword, and slashed directly at the opponent's palm holding the sword.

call!
At this moment, the man in wooden clogs rushed over again, slashing at the prodigal son's chest with a knife in both hands.

Sensing the power of the knife, the prodigal son resolutely gave up on the man in the flowery pajamas, kicked his feet, and quickly stepped back several steps, seeming to avoid the knife.

"Baga!" The other party obviously didn't expect the prodigal son to hide so quickly, and the two rushed towards the prodigal son again holding their samurai swords high.

"Come on, let me see how much you guys have!"

After the few rounds just now, the prodigal son has already felt that the two people's skills are very extraordinary, so he no longer has any reservations, and after urging a layer of skill in the submerged way, he went up to meet them.

The three of them immediately fought together, with swords and swords, with a majestic momentum...

At the same time, Cheng Feng had already had several rounds with the short man and Yasuo Fujino.

Just as Cheng Feng had sensed, that short man was definitely a very tricky person.

If there must be a comparison, then his strength can almost be compared with Hua Guo's high-level third-level, and he is still the kind of existence with half a foot in the peak state.

Then, Yasuo Fujino, an opponent who is not weak in skill, wields a samurai sword, which will pose a certain threat to Cheng Feng from time to time.

boom!
At this moment, the fists of Cheng Feng and the short man collided violently, and both of them retreated three or four steps.Before Cheng Feng could fully stabilize his figure, Yasuo Fujino's samurai sword had already slashed towards his neck.

At this time, Cheng Feng had no time to dodge, so he could only stretch out his left hand to grab the opponent's wrist.

But Yasuo Fujino seemed to know his intentions. With a flip of his wrist, the blade suddenly changed its trajectory and slashed towards Cheng Feng's arm at an incredible angle.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he let out an angry roar. After urging a layer of skill in the submerged path, he struck out with his right hand at a high speed, and the fist that contained a majestic momentum blasted towards Yasuo Fujino's temple. The speed was already fast to the extreme.

Yasuo Fujino did not expect that Cheng Feng would use such a way of hurting both sides to break his trick. If he continued to slash at Cheng Feng's arm, he would definitely succeed.

But in this way, it is inevitable that he will not be able to avoid the opponent's fist, and he deeply senses the huge energy contained in the opponent's punch. If he is hit by this punch, he probably has to explain it here.

It is obviously not worthwhile to exchange one's own life for the other's arm, so Fujino Yasuo quickly retreated and dodged aside, avoiding Cheng Feng's fist.

But at this time, the short man came over again, without giving Cheng Feng a chance to kick, he rushed to Cheng Feng's front and back, and a set of chain legs suddenly bombarded Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng quickly raised his hand to block the opponent's leg while flashing his figure.

Bang bang bang!
There were several violent crashes.

"Shenlong wagging its tail!" Cheng Feng shouted in a deep voice after shaking the opponent's legs away with his last punch.

A set of wonderful series of whirlwind legs was launched, and a huge air vortex formed around Cheng Feng, like a high-speed rotating chainsaw blasting towards the short man, and Fujino Yasuo standing beside him was not at all. Can't get close to Cheng Feng's body.

Sensing the terrifying power of this move, the short man felt a sense of fear in his heart, kicked his feet quickly, and retreated quickly.

But Cheng Feng didn't give him a chance at all, and the air vortex quickly enveloped him.

Bang bang bang!
There were several collision sounds again, and the short man was kicked in several places by Cheng Feng's sharp legs.

Wow!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, obviously the short man was seriously injured by this set of whirlwind legs.

And just when he finally stabilized his body and prepared to fight back, Cheng Feng's right foot kicked over again with strong energy.

The short man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly raised his legs to meet him.

Click!

His calf bone was directly broken by this kick, and after a muffled grunt, he covered his calf and squatted down.

When Cheng Feng was about to take advantage of the victory to attack, Yasuo Fujino's samurai sword was already in front of him. Cheng Feng turned around, quickly rushed to his right side, and then lifted his leg and swept towards the opponent's waist with lightning and thunder.

boom!
Yasuo Fujino had no time to dodge, he was kicked to the ground by this kick, and at the same time spit out a big mouthful of blood, losing at least one-third of his fighting power.

"Master Fujino!" The short man squatting on the ground shouted.

"It's so noisy, why are you shouting, it's your turn!" After Cheng Feng finished speaking, he rushed to him again and kicked him on the forehead.

"Baga!" After the short man yelled, he gritted his teeth and stood up, stretching his hands forward, trying to grab Cheng Feng's ankle.

boom!
How could he, who was barely able to stand up, resist Cheng Feng's powerful legs, and was immediately kicked out by this kick, and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Cheng Feng didn't give him another chance, and rushed to his front and back at top speed, raised his leg and stepped on his chest.

"Don't!" A terrifying breath of death instantly enveloped the short man, and he sensed the strong murderous intent in Cheng Feng's eyes, so he shouted loudly!

Click!Click!Click!

Cheng Feng ignored his reaction at all, stepped on his chest with his right foot, and suddenly there were several sounds of sternum breaking, and at the same time his chest sank.

Wow!
A big mouthful of blood spewed out of the short man's mouth, and then he lay on the ground and twitched a few times before he lost his breath.

"Mr. Aso!" Yasuo Fujino shouted in pain, looking at the short man lying motionless on the ground.

After a pause, he looked at Cheng Feng: "You killed him? You actually killed Mr. Aso? You are dead, you are really dead!"