But will Zhang Fengmo retreat? Will he be afraid?

Of course not. He lifted the blood-red sword again in his hand, and the soul-devouring one-eyed eye flashed a fierce look. He trembled all over, and his whole body turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Shunji Fujii again. Blood-red breaths burst out from his body, like a blood-colored gauze dress, draped on Zhang Fengmo coldly and frenzily. He shouted violently, and the blood-red sword was raised above his head. Then, he twisted his waist, swung his arms heavily, and slashed it at Shunji Fujii with one knife!

Shunji Fujii looked at the long blood-red sword that was deadly, his face remained unchanged. He subconsciously twisted his wrist and sealed his palms to protect his chest, isolating the murderous aura from his body. In the next second, he pulled out a small white short sword from his waist and abdomen. His eyes narrowed and his breath changed. The white short sword lengthened in an instant. The ancient sword blade reflected Zhang Fengmo's face that looked red because of his excitement.

The calm and mean white sword gradually sharpened its blade, its aura gradually became iced, and its murderous aura gradually became stronger. As an extremely skilled assassin, he was always on guard against possible attacks from the other party, so when Zhang Fengmo came over, he had already drawn out the sword and took the attack forcibly!

"laugh!!"

One red and one white, one sword and one sword, they collided violently. The two forces were entangled, and the wind and snow around them were stirred up by layers of ripples, turning into sliver of white smoke. The place where Shunji Fujii and Zhang Fengmo were located was like the center of the eye of a typhoon. The wind and snow outside were heavy, and the rain and snow were mixed, but this central area was peaceful and peaceful.

Xianghe, in just a moment, Zhang Fengmo condensed his strength in his body, and the sword that Fujii Shunji had been accumulating strength for a long time suddenly separated. Then, Zhang Fengmo pushed his hand backwards and changed the blade to his left hand with his right hand. The blood-red aura was instantly mobilized and poured into his left hand. He stabbed Fujii Shunji's legs with force. Fujii Shunji's pupils shrank, and he rushed to his left side, rolled twice in the snow, barely avoiding Zhang Fengmo's sudden attack.

Zhang Fengmo twisted his toes without any extra movement, and rushed towards Shunji Fujii again. After several rounds, he had already caught up with the figure rolling in the snow again. He rambled, the snow that had just accumulated on the branches was shaken by a powerful force and scattered everywhere. Zhang Fengmo's body in his black clothes, like a stone from outside the sky, hit the sky and rose to the highest point. The blood-red sword was raised high above his head, and a simple and unpretentious knife, and a powerful knife slashed straight towards Shunji Fujii.

Shunji Fujii's face slightly stern. He looked at the cold light coming towards him, felt the fierce bloody aura, and felt that his eyelashes seemed to be scraped off by the sharp blade! What a pure bloody aura, Shunji Fujii's hand holding the blade began to tremble continuously.

Fujii Shunji bit his tongue. His whole spirit was actually placed on Zhang Fengmo's body. With a sharp roar, he pierced through the wind and snow. He inserted the sword blade into the snow without using it. He made a mistake and fell backwards. However, he suddenly stopped when it was at a 90-degree angle to the ground. He then avoided Zhang Fengmo's blood-red sword, and then his body bounced up again like a spring. Taking advantage of Zhang Fengmo's inertia that had not yet been retracted, his hands made a mistake very quickly, and he cleverly grabbed Zhang Fengmo's wrist holding the knife. His other hand spitted a letter like a poisonous snake, with a hissing sound of breaking the wind, stabbed Zhang Fengmo's eyes exposed outside the black cloth.

Zhang Fengmo had already guessed Shunji Fujii's small moves. After staying in MI6 for a long time, he had seen a lot of assassin's vicious methods, including eyes, heart, and lower body. Often, the enemy likes to attack the most. Facing Shunji Fujii's cruel thorn, Zhang Fengmo's face remained unchanged. In the thick fog, under the dark night, the wind and snow were fluttering, and he felt sad.

Zhang Fengmo roared angrily, and the uncontrolled hand cleverly stretched forward, and the two hands collided together. At the same time, Zhang Fengmo also pulled out the hand holding the knife. He took a fierce step back, then took advantage of the momentum to rush forward, and punched Shunji Fujii's chest and abdomen against his body's inertia.

This punch was filled with red light, and the blood-red aura around Zhang Fengmo seemed to be condensed at the point of the fist, breaking the surface with a point and defeating the fist. This punch broke through the air like thunder. If it was hit firmly, Shunji Fujii would have to end up breaking all his internal organs.

The blood-red energy had completely locked the breath of Shunji Fujii. Shunji Fujii looked at Zhang Fengmo, whose eyes were red, like a crazy hunting dog, and his feet quickly retreated. He was a little shocked, and his throat rolled unconsciously, and he secretly complained in his heart. This guy really deserves his life. In this case, he could actually turn against the breath and risk the meridians being broken, and he actually handed out that terrifying fist!

Shunji Fujii screamed strangely, cut his wrist and turned his left hand into his palm. The courage to survive made him not know where he got it. He used his palm to take the punch without hesitation. His palm slapped the blood-red fist without any hesitation, and a crisp sound was made. Shunji Fujii still underestimated the amazing combat power that Zhang Fengmo had erupted in a short time. This punch actually broke Fujii's wrist bones brittlely!

A grain of snow penetrated into his neck, slightly cool, and then extremely cold. Fujii Shunji staggered and almost fell into the snow. He felt the severe pain from his palms and wrist bones. He took a breath of cold air and raised his eyes, and happened to meet Zhang Fengmo's pair of soul-devouring eyes that were fearless and fearless in his life and death, and gradually felt a desire to retreat in his heart.

He was originally going to use money to do things, take money, and eliminate disasters for others. Today's task is to get rid of the apprentice. Now that the task has been completed and the transaction has been completed, he can get a large bounty as long as he leaves here safely. There is no need to fight with this young man here, and fight in a mess, meaningless!

But this guy who is like a dog skin plaster is really annoying to stick to him to death. If he pushes himself in a hurry, he will risk serious injury and kill him here.

As soon as he thought of this, Fujii Shunji paused slightly in the air, then suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, shouted fiercely, his sleeves shook, and two shining shining cold light shot directly at Zhang Fengmo's face. At the same time, he put his hand at the mouth of his left leg boot, and a cold light appeared. Fujii Shunji took out a dull dagger from his boot!

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