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Chapter 880 I am your ancestor(2/2)

‘Pah pah pah…’

His rounded arms were used to draw his bow from left to right, and his big mouth was used to hit the opponent, making him moan and scream.

Whenever someone is hit by his slap, the face will be distorted, the mouth will be twisted, the teeth will fly, and the skin will be ripped open and blood will flow freely.

"What?"

The woman in the kimono was dumbfounded. What kind of sexy act was this? A slap in the face?

The men refused to accept the offer and tore off their shirts to reveal tattoos all over their backs. They looked fierce.

Regardless of everything, they roared and rushed forward.

"court death!"

There was a crisp sound, and one person's calf was stepped on by Xiao Feng.

"ah…"

The bones directly pierced the skin, the blood and flesh were blurred, and the screams echoed throughout the second floor.

"shut up."

'Snapped!'

Xiao Feng struck back hard again, and the man fainted on the spot, with a pool of blood flowing all over the ground.

He continued to step down a few more times, and several more men fell to the ground with broken legs on the spot, screaming one after another.

In only half a minute at most, all the men with wooden knives in their hands fell to the ground half dead, their blood stained red.

The woman in the kimono turned pale and gnashed her teeth in hatred.

"Son of a bitch, I'll kill you."

She took out a short katana from her arms and stabbed Xiao Feng straight in the heart.

Xiao Feng used his grasping hand to hold her down, then slapped her twice with his hand.

'Pop!'

The woman's face and nose were crooked, and she roared loudly.

"You damn thing, don't even think about leaving alive today."

"Smelly woman, how dare you speak harshly?"

Xiao Feng grabbed her face and gritted his teeth and said, "I'll tell you one last time, tell your boss to get out of here, or I'll tear your face apart."

"You brat, you're dead."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, a group of Japanese warriors wearing white Taoist uniforms rushed up to the second floor howling.

What they held in their hands was no longer a wooden sword, but a shining Japanese samurai sword.
Chapter completed!
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