The man in the mask smiled sharply and his body suddenly jumped up.

His toes were like long spears, sweeping towards Dugu Shang's head with the thunder.

This sharp kick is not only fierce, but also extremely fast.

This made Dugu Shang not have time to react, so he could only use his arms to cover his chest.

"Bang bang bang!"

In three seconds, the man in the mask kicked ten times.

Dugu Shang felt that his arms were about to explode, and then his body shook and his whole body crashed into a big tree.

With a loud bang, his back cracked the tree and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The whole body is distracted and the strength is dispersed.

However, at the moment of falling off, his toes were also tapped on the man's abdomen of the mask.

The force is strong and the opponent's body cannot stop shaking.

The man with a mask touched his stomach and felt extremely painful.

"You are ready to die..." He was very angry and laughed strangely, preparing to step on Dugu Shang to death with one foot.

"Old K, let me kill him and let him get angry!"

At this time, Chen Bancheng, who had recovered, drew a knife and rushed to the seriously injured Dugu Shang.

The destruction of the First Village, the death of his son, and his own blame made Chen Bancheng feel extremely hatred.

He wanted to kill Ye Fan's confidants, so that Ye Fan could also feel the unforgettable hatred.

So, Chen Bancheng tried his best to do his best and looked ferocious: "Go to die, Ye Fan!"

He treated Dugu Shang as Ye Fan to vent.

The man in the mask knew Chen Bancheng's hatred, so he took a step back and let him fall into Dugu Shang.

"Swoosh--" The knife is like a poisonous snake, fast and fierce.

Who knew that Dugu Shang did not dodge or avoid, but just looked joking and slightly turned sideways.

With a pounce, Dugu Shang let Shen Bancheng's dagger pierce into his body, and then he heard the bloody sound of the sword and flesh intersecting.

Such a ease of success made Chen Bancheng slightly stunned.

At this moment, Dugu Shang roared angrily, and a cracked piece of wood cut towards Chen Bancheng's neck.

Such a close distance is simply unavoidable.

"Wow—" When Chen Bancheng wanted to vent his knife and retreat, blood had already spread out from the arteries in his neck.

In the fire flashing in the distance, it is as beautiful as red agate.

This is the gap between life and death! "Ah--" Chen Bancheng fell to the ground with a pounce.

He covered his neck tightly, but couldn't block the wound.

The unstoppable passing of vitality.

He was very unwilling and painful.

The situation is very good, but I am capsized in the gutter.

"Lao Jiu, Lao Jiu--" The man with a mask was completely shocked, and he never expected Dugu Shang to kill him.

When he woke up, he roared, like an angry leopard shooting at Dugu Shang.

He punched.

"Bang!"

Although Dugu Shang, who had crossed his hands to resist, he was still shocked to escape because he was unable to continue his strength.

He rolled on the ground for more than ten meters before he stopped, and blood kept pouring out from his mouth, nose, gunshot wounds and knife wounds.
Chapter completed!