Chapter 829: Can't Bear It

Seeing Di Kuangtian so arrogant, the murderous intent in Muto Sachiko's eyes burst out, and then she looked at Di Kuangtian and sneered: "Looking for death?"

The whole person's momentum changed drastically, cold and dangerous.

"Bang!"

Di Kuangtian took the lead without any warning, and determined that Muto Sachiko was the enemy, so he spared no effort to take the initiative.

Passive defense itself has lost the initiative, and no matter how hard you struggle, the effect is far less than the former.

So, Di Kuangtian kicked the corpse in front of him, and the corpse flew up instantly and hit Muto Sachiko.

The surprised look in Muto Sachiko's eyes flashed, and one foot swept out suddenly. With a simple kick, the corpse fell to the ground.

As soon as the corpse fell to the ground, Di Kuangtian rushed over and punched it.

"Bang!"

Muto Sachiko's eyes turned cold, and she shouted a word, and then she also went to fight Di Kuangtian.

Her slender body suddenly soared into the air, her eyes revealed a murderous intent, she was like a high-flying eagle, bare-handed.

With one punch, she used the momentum of running up more than ten meters and the momentum of soaring into the air to directly hit Di Kuangtian's fist.

Fierce and domineering.

"Bang!"

The fists of both sides collided, making a dull sound. Di Kuangtian's arms drooped, his wrists kept shaking, and he stepped back, revealing a trace of pain.

Muto Sachiko did not miss the opportunity. She retreated and spun around, sticking to him, kicking him hard in the chest,

Di Kuangtian also raised his foot and kicked her thigh.

Muto Sachiko's face was uncertain, and she retreated five or six meters, rubbing her painful thigh with gritted teeth.

However, after retreating three meters, Di Kuangtian's body could no longer suppress the blood in his heart, and he spurted out, and his violent eyes dimmed instantly.

The old face also became a little more pale.

"Plop!"

Di Kuangtian knelt on the ground, his body stained with a lot of mud. He and Ye Tianlong were almost both injured, so it was difficult for him to fight against Mutou Yukiko.

"Old man, I said you can't do it, you just can't do it, but you want to die. It seems that you are really tired of living."

Mutou Yukiko clapped her hands, with a proud attitude of dominating the world: "If you were not injured, maybe I would not be your opponent."

"But now you, I can kill you with a few dogs and cats."

Mutou Yukiko's leather shoes tapped the ground slowly: "Of course, I won't give the opportunity to kill you to others."

"I would rather pinch your throat with my own hands. That pleasure will definitely make me remember it for the rest of my life."

Her right hand slowly raised, and the fragrance on her body flowed into Ye Tianlong's nose with the wind...

"You are in your forties, and you still wear girlish perfume. Wouldn't it be disgusting for you?"

In order to delay a little time, Ye Tianlong looked up at the pretty Woman: "Muto Yukiko, you are such a good fighter, you really shouldn't be the president."

"Not only will you be criticized and cursed secretly, you might even end up dead on the street."

Ye Tianlong chuckled: "You should go make a movie. With your fighting ability and appearance, you are probably more famous than Mr. Cang now."

"Ye Tianlong, you are about to die, and you still dare to be so slick?"

Muto Yukiko's eyes flashed with ferocity: "Believe it or not, I will skin you alive after I finish dealing with the old man?"

"Can you be less cruel?"

Ye Tianlong looked miserable: "You can call a few beauties and tire me to death directly on the bed. This is more humane."

"Delaying time to heal? Too naive."

Before Di Kuangtian could struggle, Muto Yukiko sneered, moved her feet, turned her left hand, and put her fingers on Di Kuangtian's throat.

She planned to take down the old man first, and then cut Ye Tianlong into pieces.

Di Kuangtian's mouth twitched slightly, his body tensed, and he was ready to retreat.

"Swoosh!"

Just at this moment, a flash of knife light came quietly from the side, without any sound, and the murderous aura was shocking.

Ye Tianlong attacked from behind.

A flash of light flashed in Muto Sachiko's eyes. She was angry that Ye Tianlong was too mean, but then she calmed down and took another step back.

Ye Tianlong chased after her relentlessly, and the samurai sword was like a poisonous snake, following her like a shadow.

"Dang!"

Muto Sachiko kicked a corpse and hit Ye Tianlong's blade. When the samurai sword was slightly deflected, she suddenly rushed forward.

One shoulder hit Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood that he had deliberately contained, and went straight to Muto Sachiko's eyes. Muto Sachiko's face changed, and she moved back.

The blood fell into the air, but the samurai sword flashed a light, leaving a scar the size of a little finger on Muto Sachiko's left shoulder.

Bleeding.

Muto Sachiko swept across the wound on her shoulder, her face showing more murderous intent: "Ye Tianlong, you must die."

Ye Tianlong jumped a few meters away and chuckled: "I thought you were invulnerable."

Di Kuangtian bounced up from the ground, his eyes regained some sharpness.

"Bang!"

At this time, Muto Sachiko took the initiative to rush towards Ye Tianlong, and Ye Tianlong jumped on his toes and threw a corpse over.

Muto Sachiko crossed her hands and knocked the corpse to the ground, breaking several bones of the corpse.

"Damn! His own people are so heavy-handed? They are really beasts."

Ye Tianlong sighed, and kicked again, and a bucket of sand and stone was smashed out.

Muto Sachiko raised her foot and sent it flying.

Ye Tianlong did not stop, and swept his feet, covering a large piece of mud...

Muto Sachiko was furious, and her hands and feet came out together, throwing all these things down, and then she jumped up and hit Ye Tianlong half a beat faster.

"Ah——"

Ye Tianlong groaned, and retreated seven or eight steps with his sword.

His blood was boiling, and his face was pale.

Ye Tianlong coughed: "Damn it!"

He couldn't bear it.

He regretted not calling Uncle Jiu earlier to return the Desert Eagle picked up by the police.

Muto Sachiko looked at him jokingly: "Can you still jump?"

"I guess not."

Ye Tianlong spoke honestly, a little exhausted and weak. The battle with Di Kuangtian had dealt a heavy blow to his body and mind.

So, he couldn't jump even if he wanted to.

"Then... go to hell!"

Muto Sachiko laughed softly, very crisp and pleasant, but with endless murderous intent.

"Swoosh!"

Then, she moved her feet and ran like a tiger, with a powerful momentum that swallowed the world, and made a final blow to Ye Tianlong.

Seeing this, Ye Tianlong hurriedly flew back, stretched out his hands, and the samurai sword shattered, whooshing towards Muto Sachiko.

"Death struggle!"

Muto Sachiko didn't care at all, her hands kept waving, white light flashed all over the sky, and crisp jingling sounds kept spreading.

All the fragments were knocked to the ground by her hands.

"Puff..."

Two fragments hit Muto Sachiko's chest, but after two sounds, the opponent's figure only paused for a moment, but there was no blood.

Obviously, she was wearing armor.

Seeing her fierce momentum, Ye Tianlong kicked the soil in front of him and rushed towards the opponent.

"Bang!"

Muto Sachiko rushed directly from the soil without stopping, and hit Ye Tianlong's chest with one palm.

Ye Tianlong leaned to one side, pressed his palms against his body, and endured the opponent's attack.

Muto Sachiko didn't take it seriously, and added a little more strength, hitting Ye Tianlong between his hands...

Ye Tianlong fell seven or eight meters away, holding his waist and screaming...

Muto Sachiko also groaned, her palm hurting, and when she looked down, she saw an extra fragment, her palm was bloody, and it was painful to look at.

I was ambushed!