Chapter 29 Chapter Nine Without a Trace

The mustache got up from the ground and shouted loudly: "You release Mr. Jackson quickly, otherwise, this Mr. Edward said, I will kill you without mercy. Kill you all." Lian Xing's heart trembled, more than thirty black guns were pointed at him, and he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. Guo Tianbao, Yue Tiannan, and Da Kui also changed their faces.The three of them did not expect that all of these people would carry guns.Moreover, judging from the posture of these people, it seemed that they didn't care about Jackson who was held by Lian Xing.Seeing that it will be a moment later, these real devils and fake devils are about to shoot.

Lian Xingxin said: "It seems that we have to be very cruel to scare these people away, otherwise, the five members of our side may die on the spot." Raising his left hand, urging the true energy in his body to circulate, a Ghost Slaying Saber slashed at the mustache! Everyone felt a saber-like light streaking across the air in front of them, and then saw that the arm of the mustache was chopped off without a sound. Mustache only felt a chill in his left shoulder, but he didn't seem to feel any pain.Then he saw his left arm fall to the ground with a plop.After that, blood gushed out from the severed arm.It was sprayed everywhere on the sandy ground.

A burst of severe pain came over suddenly. Mustache yelled loudly, startled and frightened, and immediately passed out. Those foreign devils were horrified for a while, no one had ever seen such ghostly kung fu. After a few zhangs, with a false slash, a person's left arm was forcibly cut off! Not only have these foreign devils never seen this kind of kung fu, but they have also never heard of it. All the foreign devils shouted and retreated ten feet away. All of their faces were earth-colored. For a moment, everyone was too shocked to speak. Only the bearded translator with the broken left arm was lying on the ground, his personnel unknown, and blood was gurgling from the wound on the broken arm.

Lian Xing's right arm circled around, and the tip of the dagger pierced Jackson's throat.The left arm was raised and stopped in mid-air.Posture.From left to right, his eyes swept over the faces of the foreign devils one by one. Whoever Lian Xing looks at will feel cold! The two old men with high noses and deep eyes were also full of fear. They looked at each other and shook their heads slowly.It seems that neither of them has ever seen such terrifying Chinese martial arts!