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Chapter 1082 Grandmaster Falls

Wang Zheng and the others quietly climbed up to the Jingyun Peak of Xishan Mountain. They thought it would take a lot of effort to kill Duanmu Yichen, but they happened to catch up with this old man who was crazy. There was no better opportunity than this, so Wang Zheng took action decisively.

Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan waited for an opportunity to make a sneak attack.

For Duanmu Yichen, who is as calm as water, ordinary sneak attacks are nothing to him, but this time it is different. He is no longer a "man" and his temperament has become surly and irritable.

After the strong wind, turn around in anger!

However, that little golden light was as fast as floating light and as fast as a shooting star!

Just when Duanmu Yichen turned around, the golden sword was almost in front of him!

Fast, too fast!

Duanmu Yichen instinctively raised his hand to block, and the golden knife easily penetrated his skin and pierced into his arm bone!

Duanmu Yichen roared angrily, pinched the handle of the golden sword exposed on his arm with the fingers of his right hand, pulled it out hard, and a line of blood spurted out instantly!

Duanmu Yichen wanted to copy the action he had done in the African desert. He grabbed the golden knife with one hand and pulled it hard. The silver thread stretched straight in an instant. He used this move to seriously injure Xiao Chenyu two months ago!

Just when Xiao Chenyu's body was pulled off the ground, a white light surged from another direction!

Being attacked from both sides, Duanmu Yichen did not let go of the golden sword and did not dodge or dodge. Instead, he raised his right foot high and wanted to hit the side of the knife fan!

A man of great skill is bold. Even if he is almost crazy, his fighting instinct still exists in such a dangerous situation!

But at this moment, Wang Zheng, who was standing on the other side, suddenly moved!

Duanmu Yichen saw that his foot was about to smash the fan away when a majestic force suddenly came from behind him. The force enveloped his whole body and was so powerful that it was impossible to resist!

For the first time in so many years, Duanmu Yichen felt powerless. His body was hit by Wang Zheng and flew far away, like a kite with a broken string!

Duanmu Yichen, who had lost his mind, was no match for the three of them after all.

Wang Zheng stood there, looking at Duanmu Yichen's figure, silently.

Xiao Chenyu shook his left hand, and the golden sword turned into a meteor again. The speed increased to a higher level than before, chasing Duanmu Yichen in mid-air!

The fan of knives also drew an arc and chased after the golden knife!

Bah!

With an extremely small sound, the golden knife passed through Duanmu Yichen's chest without any hesitation! With a pull on the silver thread, the golden knife quickly retracted and opened an inch-long hole in his chest!

Although Xiao Chenyu missed his heart this time, he almost cut Duanmu Yichen's lungs in half!

A large amount of air poured into his chest crazily, and Duanmu Yichen instantly felt difficulty breathing! Breathing in and out, this kind of movement that usually seems to be the simplest, now seems to bear huge force and drama every time he does it.

pain!

As soon as the golden knife retreated, the fan of blades followed closely behind. Several blades rotated at high speed, like a meat grinder, tearing out a shocking blood groove on Duanmu Yichen's chest!

The sharpness of the fan of knives was far beyond imagination, and Duanmu Yichen's sternum was cut open! Blood surged with the wind!

His body fell heavily to the ground, vomiting blood, and his chest was already bloody and bloody!

But Wang Zheng still stood there, motionless.

The fan of the knife was successful and turned around instantly. Zhang Xuan ran a few steps, grabbed the fan of the knife, and then raised his hand with his backhand!

Duanmu Yichen seemed to want to push up his body with all his strength. He knew that lying here at this time was tantamount to sitting and waiting to die, but he was almost exhausted due to irreversible serious injuries to his chest and lungs!

Duanmu Yichen had just raised his body with his hands when the fan of knives surged forward, slicing across the crook of his elbow with precision and precision!

Duanmu Yichen's right arm instantly became two pieces!

Losing support, his body fell heavily to the ground!

The golden knife struck again, this time Xiao Chenyu did not attack other parts, but directly aimed at the opponent's throat!

The golden light disappeared in a flash, as easy as cutting tofu. The golden knife easily cut Duanmu Yichen's throat, blood spurted out, and the ground under him was instantly stained red!

Duanmu Yichen's eyes were blood red, as if he couldn't believe this fact!

His other unbroken hand was covering his neck, as if he wanted to block the blood flowing out, but he couldn't cover the wound. The blood flowed more and more, and more and more blood flowed!

Soon, Duanmu Yichen was unable to open his eyes again!

His eyelids felt heavy, to the point of being unbearable!

At the last moment of his life, Duanmu Yichen used up all the remaining strength in his body to cast an extremely hateful look at Wang Zheng, and then his body hit the ground heavily!

The great master Duanmu Yichen fell like this!

At this time, Wang Zheng sighed softly, and there was no joy in his eyes.

As he said, too many people have died on this road, whether they deserve to die or deserve to live well.

"If this old guy's temperament hadn't changed drastically, we might not have been able to control him." Zhang Xuan rinsed the knife and fan in the pool, looked at Duanmu Yichen's body, and also didn't know what words to use to express what he was doing now.

Mood.

Indeed, if Duanmu Yichen's internal organs were not seriously injured by Wang Zheng's sneak attack from behind, Xiao Chenyu and Zhang Xuan would not have had such a good opportunity to attack. If Duanmu Yichen had the patience to fight them, who would win?

It is still unclear who will lose.

"Let's go down the mountain."

Wang Zheng glanced at Duanmu Yichen's body, and then strode towards the edge of the cliff, with no intention of burying the other person's body.

At the same time, Su Tianqi also started negotiations with Levandov on the acquisition of Su's enterprise in the conference room of the Chang'an Hotel in the capital.

The Polish consortium represented by Lewandoff only expressed its intention to acquire Su's enterprise to Su Tianqi at the beginning. The latter, as if he had won a lottery, couldn't wait to make an appointment to start negotiations.

One wants to buy, the other wants to sell, and the price offered by the buyer is very satisfactory, so everything becomes logical.

But even so, Su Tianqi still wanted to show off his negotiation talent. He thought he was very elegant and took a puff of his cigar, making the entire conference room filled with smoke.

A beautiful female secretary next to Lewandoff covered her mouth and nose, frowned slightly, showing a faint look of disgust.

"Dear Mr. Lewandoff, to be honest, Su's Enterprise is my grandfather's life-long effort. He is currently busy with other things and does not know that I have conducted this negotiation with you. If he knew, our negotiation would be

It will be terminated immediately, do you understand what I mean?"

Lewandoff nodded, with a mysterious smile on his handsome face: "I understand, we will sign a confidentiality agreement, and not a word about this negotiation will be leaked."
Chapter completed!
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