Chen Tianjun's motorcycle set sail again. Not long after, he saw two middle-aged men wearing racing suits again. They should have been the last obstacle.

There were two left in front of the three people, but they absolutely did not expect that Chen Tianjun waved his arm and a sword light flashed by, and their heads fell to the ground.

Even when they fell to the ground, they still had thoughts. The speed of the knife was too fast. The motorcycle didn't stop, and their heads fell off. After it fell, they had time to look at each other and wondered, how could there be such awesome people in the world?

Made, this trip really shouldn't have come.

But at this time, the man as powerful as a god had already driven away.

The night is hazy, the stars are getting dimmer, and a full moon is in the sky, turning all the stars into clowns, and there is no beauty that can cover the moonlight at any moment.

The last killer was left, and he stopped at a distance of only 500 meters from Shen Tianjun. Not only did he stop, but even the Mercedes-Benz stopped.

Because they couldn't stop, they had already gotten off the winding mountain road, but somehow they accidentally ran into the fork in the road. There was a fish pond in front of them, and there were insects and frogs singing everywhere. There was nothing except no road.

"I'm the last killer!"

The man got off the motorcycle, took off his helmet, and walked slowly towards Chen Tianjun. Chen Tianjun saw that he was about 45 or 46 years old, about the same height as himself, and was carrying a big knife behind him, wearing a racing suit, with a flat head, and very dark skin.

"Do you know who I am?"

"I am the number one killer in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province, my code name is 37!"

"I heard that there is an organization called Blood Peony. The killers they sent out, no matter who they were going to kill, everyone present would be killed, and they were charged according to the quantity, all of which were used were code names. So, those people just now were all from Blood Peony, and the Huntian Dao and Juqing Sect were invited by you, right?" Chen Tianjun sneered.

"I heard that you are not easy to deal with, so the organization temporarily adjusted the plan and introduced several foreign players who wanted to make a fortune. Is there anything ridiculous about this?"

"It's ridiculous and unworthy." Chen Tianjun lit a cigarette: "The base of Blood Peony should be in Taiguo. If you dare to mess with me, you will suffer a lot of losses."

"Oh, then I really don't understand what the losses we have. The people just now were just some garbage. The organization has never lacked manpower. If the useless people die, we will save money. I have to thank you, haha." No. 37 laughed out loud.

"Do you know, this time the employer gave us 300 million, and these 300 million were to be given to us 30 people. The organization had to take away 30 percent. In other words, each person could only get seven million at most. Killing a person like you, that would be too little money."

Chen Tianjun smiled: "So, you want to thank me, because I killed 29 for you, so you can get 300 million by yourself."

"Smart!" No. 37 clapped and said, "But you just said what losses will be from our organization. You said you are a fool. I overestimate you."

"I am indeed very smart, but you can't get a penny, because I will kill you, and then I will destroy your organization within one day, your boss Chen Mudan. Don't she like money, so I will lock her in the bank vault and starve him to death."

"There are priceless jewelry in it, but the only thing that doesn't have is food. Then she will know that money is nothing at all. This kind of thing is far less important than a steamed bun, but if she likes it, I will give it to her."

"Spirit." No. 37 suddenly pulled out a nine-ring knife from behind, laughed sinisterly, and walked towards Chen Tianjun: "You're dying, don't talk nonsense, I'm sick, I'm talking about so much, don't think you have the ability, it's not enough in my hands, because I'm a peak master at the saint level, you can't beat me, and you don't even have a chance."

"If I didn't use you to help me get rid of those wastes just now, you really thought you could come here, it would be such a fool."

"Tell you, today I will kill you first, and then kill that woman, haha, of course, I must be happy before killing her. The employer said that she should not come back. Since she is back, she must bear the greatest pain in the world before she dies. Haha."

After saying that, No. 37 seemed to have lost all patience, suddenly jumped forward and slashed at Chen Tianjun's head with a knife.

Suddenly, the heat wave hit people, just like the yellow sand rolling in the desert. The powerful heat wave actually flew out the motorcycle parked behind Shen Tianjun. It fell heavily and was 50 meters away. The parts flew all over the sky, and suddenly turned into a pile of debris.

"Hahahaha, let me see some colors first, so that you can't beat me, do you understand?"

This sword of No. 37 was indeed not directed at Chen Tianjun, because he did not regard Chen Tianjun as a personal opinion at the peak of the saint.

In his induction, Chen Tianjun is at most a fifth level of the Saint. This can also explain why Chen Tianjun can kill Xuanxu Taoist and Hong Niangzi, as well as Qian Chuanzi and Wu Xingyun later.

Of course, he didn't know that Wu Xingyun was not dead at all.

But the gap of five levels is enough to make him regard Chen Tianjun as an ant. Not to mention the fifth level, even if there are only two levels apart, it will be a huge difference. Unless the other party has practiced some excellent martial arts, if both of them are practicing ordinary martial arts and two levels apart, their internal strength will be much different.

If you fight, even if you can't take away the other person's life, it will be fine to beat him away.

But if there is five levels apart, generally speaking, in this empty environment, if you lose your means of transportation, it is basically impossible to escape, so there is only one way to die. After all, someone has so much strength than you, and you are not a disciple of a wealthy family. You have excellent martial arts to make up for it, so what can you wait for if you die?

Of course, it is not to say that you can win if you have a high level, otherwise it would be better to compare with the level. What else can you beat? This also includes many factors such as exercises, body skills, and mental skills.

If your martial arts moves are exquisite, even people in the innate realm may die to the peak of the saint.

But it is different when you reach the level of a master and a master. When you reach that level, you can hit a small mountain with one punch. No matter how exquisite your moves are, it is useless.

At present, No. 37 is definitely aware that people like Chen Tianjun who have no family background cannot have any excellent martial arts inheritance, so the difference between five levels is that he is destined to die.

"Hehe, hehe, hehe, 300 million, I didn't expect it to be so easy to get it, hehe, hehe." No. 37 smiled sinisterly. He wanted to split Chen Tianjun in half with one knife, so he poured all his internal force into the blade. He saw that the Nine-ring Sword suddenly turned red and extremely fierce. Even the air around him seemed to burn again, and the temperature suddenly rose several degrees.

"Are you ready to die?" No. 37 was not in a hurry to kill him, because he wanted Chen Tianjun to fully enjoy the fear before death.

Anyway, it is already a sure win without any suspense, so why not play with the little mouse caught by this cat?

"There is one thing I forgot to tell you!" Chen Tianjun's skill suddenly climbed upward in violation of the common sense of martial arts, and directly climbed from the fifth level of the Saint to the tenth level of the Saint, reaching the same level as 37, and then said: "What I want to tell you is: Unless I don't want to win, no one in this world can make me lose!"
Chapter completed!