The situation happened too suddenly. It was probably only Ben Jason, Murmasa and a few people in the office could see clearly what was going on. Of course, since they were only a little clear understanding of it, they could not see all Lin Feng's actions.

When Long came to his senses, he heard Ali's screams. He hurriedly looked around and turned around and found that the master who had half his feet stepped into the S-level level was lying halfway in the corner of the room, wailing constantly, while his proud iron fists were weakly placed on the ground and unable to move.

"It hurts, it hurts so much! Ah, it hurts so much!" Ali lay on the ground and kept wailing. His arms were broken, and he was more afraid than pain.

At that moment, he didn't see clearly what was going on. He just felt a black shadow swaying in front of his eyes. He subconsciously raised his arm to block it, and then he felt like he was hit by a high-speed train, and his whole body flew backwards.

When he woke up, he felt a severe pain on his arm. His two iron arms that he had tempered for so many years were instantly broken.

The wailing sound spread throughout the room, and some office workers with poor strength were stunned and stunned, and then reacted.

Ben Jason sat on the chair with a gloomy face. To be honest, he didn't see clearly what kind of blow just now. He could only see Lin Feng's move. As for how Lin Feng moved, he didn't see clearly.

A glimpse of the leopard can be seen that just with this move, Ben Jason positioned Lin Feng as an opponent of equal strength, even a little stronger than him.

Ben Jason, who can make his heart taller than the sky, admits that the enemy is stronger than him, and the deterrence caused by Lin Feng can be said to be very huge.

Master Muramasa in Japan has no time to care about it. Muramaru has been unsheathed. Lin Feng’s blow just now gave him a huge threat, so he must do his best.

The cold light of Murasumaru shone in the room, and the atmosphere in the office suddenly condensed to the extreme. The battle was about to break out, and the grandmasters accompanying each delegation had entered a state of combat.

Lin Feng glanced at the masters who were facing great enemies and sneered, "Now I'll ask again. Who agrees with my proposal just now? Who opposes!"

Some masters who are as strong as Alibaba or are not as good as him, look at me, and I look at you, but in the end none of them dare to talk to you.

"Ignorance junior, do you really think that defeating a half-step S-level master will be invincible in the world? Let me tell you, the gap between a half-step S-level master and a real S-level master!" Muramama was holding Mura Yumaru, his old face full of murderous aura.

Lin Feng looked at the only remaining master in Japan and sneered: "Okay, let me take a look, let me see if your knife is sharp."

"You will pay the price for your words. I will avenge Kanfeng today!" Muramaru snorted coldly, shook his wrist gently, and Muramaru immediately turned into cold lights, and he couldn't see clearly that was the blade's body.

There is a saying that the masters who use guns in China are shaking the gun flowers. It is rumored that the more they shake, the more powerful the gun skills are. For example, the famous ancient general Zhao Zilong said that he could shake out eleven gun flowers with one shot, which was extremely domineering.

The master who also uses swords in Japan also said that the faster the sword is, the more swords are spent. Just like Muramasa, he just shook his wrist and there were seven or eight swords. This is already the top of the top in Japan.

The so-called expert knows whether there is any one at the right time of action.

After Lin Feng saw Muramasa's actions, he knew that this person was even more powerful than Kanfeng, and that he was more than a little bit powerful, at least one level higher.

He is a completely higher level. In any aspect, this is still a very awesome. However, Lin Feng didn't mind at all, and he didn't even have any emotional fluctuations. He came today to solve the problem. He must give these clowns a heavy blow, otherwise he will be very upset in the future. He will deal with the assassination of these people every day. Do you still have to work?

Thinking of this, Lin Feng was no longer stagnant, his figure suddenly rose, the table under his feet was broken heavily by him, and he rushed towards the clan from a high place.

Muramatsu was nervous and his muscles were tight. Lin Feng's movements were too fast just now, so he didn't see them at all. But it didn't matter. Based on the direction of the table break and his intuition he had learned over the years of life and death, Muramatsu roughly judged Lin Feng's offensive route, so he suddenly waved his knife.

"Drink!" Muramaru roared, and Muramaru slashed hard towards the right.

Lin Feng didn't expect that Muramasa could actually judge his direction. He was stunned for a moment, but he was only stunned for a moment, "Your broken knife has long been disliked. I'll fold it for you this time to see if you will still be jumping in the future!"

Muramama's attack was extremely sharp, and Muramaru made a sob cry in the air. If he was hit by this knife, even a half-step S-level master like Ali would probably die suddenly.

But Lin Feng did not dodge or dodge, and faced the demon sword straight.

"clang!"

The demon sword slashed Lin Feng's body, making a harsh sound of gold and iron intersecting.

"Break it for me!" Lin Fengshang shouted, used his hand as a knife, and slashed at the body of Murasuma's blade.

If you look closely at Lin Feng's palms at this moment, you will find that the skin on his hand is light green. Although it is very weak, it looks extremely strange.

The sword failed to achieve success. Muramasa was about to draw the sword and leave, but found that no matter how hard he exerted, Muramaru did not move at all. This situation had never happened after he was promoted to the Grandmaster.

Lin Feng looked at the anxious expression of Cun Zheng, smiled grimly, and slashed down with a sword, slashing heavily on Cun Yumaru's knife.

"Click!"

The knife fell down, and the cliff of the Yuwan broke out in response to the sound. The crisp breaking sound exploded in the ears of the sky like thunder, endlessly.

Muramasa, who has been with a knife all his life, looked at Muramaru in his hand with a dull expression. He never dreamed that Muramaru would one day be broken in his hands.

"Ahhh!" Muramama looked at Lin Feng with red eyes, as if he was crazy. Even his beloved disciple Kanfeng did not show such sadness when he died.

"I want to kill you!" Murakami held the half of the village Yuwan in his hand and slashed towards Lin Feng frantically, without any rules, just slashing.

While easily dodging the attack of Munmaru, Lin Feng held his other half of Munmaru in his hand and shook it gently.

"puff!"

The knife entered the body, and bright red blood was left from the wound. Murakami looked at his belly in disbelief. He was a master of S-level, but he didn't hurt a single finger of the other party?!

Muramasa's eyes were glaring like bull's eyes, and his eyes fell back with reluctance.

Lin Feng didn't go to see the situation of Cun Zheng at all, but looked at the people who had not yet reacted, "You can go together!"
Chapter completed!