Go crazy!You call me the ultimate?

What the hell?
This is a question that countless people have been pursuing for thousands of years.

Lao Tzu said: The earth follows the sky, the sky follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.

But thousands of years have passed, and generations of great philosophers have spent their entire lives, but they have not been able to see the clues of the way of heaven.

The mysteries of the universe are too complex and profound for human beings.

So for most ordinary people, few people think about these issues.

It doesn't matter what kind of nature he is, if he eats enough and wears warm clothes, and his wife and children are warm on the kang, that is seriousness.

Heibei Lao Liu is such a person, he only believes in the knife in his hand.

In the eyes of warriors, only those who stand up are qualified to speak, and those who fall down are not even farts!

From the moment he held the handle for the first time, this has been his credo in life, and he has carried it out throughout his life.

"Second Master, leave these people to me."

"You have more important things to do, don't waste your energy on these offal."

The black-backed sixth child strode forward, raising the knife in his hand.

Er Yuehong nodded, and he silently stepped aside.

He is not greedy for life and afraid of death, he trusts Lao Liu's knife.

Qi Tiezui was full of confidence at first, because he was too familiar with the two enemies, and everything was under his control.

But when he saw the resolute expression of the black-backed sixth child, a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

"Lao Liu, you have changed."

The black-backed sixth child grinned, nodded, and did not speak.

It was his knife that responded to the opponent!

He didn't make any movements to swing the knife, and the light of the knife in his hand suddenly flew seven or eight meters away!
A ray of blood rose to the sky.

A man in black didn't even have time to scream, his head moved!

There was no sound until the light of the knife disappeared.

A silent knife, faster than a bullet, without warning!
The expression of the remaining men in black tightened, what kind of saber technique is this!
Qi Tiezui's face changed slightly, which he never expected, the knife of the black-backed sixth son was actually faster!
This is not like a dying centenarian at all, but a real peerless master!
What exactly has this guy who only knows about the past been going through in the past few decades?
The black-backed sixth child saw Qi Tiezui's panic, and smiled lightly.

"Old Ba, although I am a rough person, don't underestimate me."

As a pure swordsman, he has swung his sword alone countless times, just to practice the fastest sword technique in the world!
At the age of 12, he was able to chop off copper coins falling from the air with a single knife.

At that time, he can chop off the flying swallow!

By the age of 30, his knife skills had reached the bottleneck.

At the time, he believed that that was the limit of what human beings could achieve.

In the next few decades, his sword skills did not improve any more, until he retired from the world by feigning death at the age of 80, his mentality changed again.

When the prosperity ended and everything became a passing cloud, his heart finally calmed down, and he looked at the world and himself with different eyes.

I don't know if it's because I'm old or because I've experienced too much.

He who used to go forward bravely, recalled the past, and felt scared for the first time.

That black-backed sixth son who went alone in the dragon's lake and tiger's lair without even frowning, was actually scared!

Once a swordsman is afraid, he will lose his grip on the sword, and his strength will be greatly reduced when facing the enemy.

But the strange thing is that he didn't become weak because of this, and even became stronger instead!

In the past, he was a naturally violent beast. Only when he was more ferocious than others could he fight his way out.

But later he understood that death and life complement each other.

Only those who have experienced death will understand the value of life.

Live to the death!

If it is said that his previous knife was for harvesting life.

Now, his knife is to protect life!

Qi Tiezui nodded with a complicated expression, he could see it.

The black-backed sixth child in front of him is no longer what it used to be. He underestimated his opponent.

"superior."

But even so, it can't stop his great cause!
With his order, more than 50 men in black shot together.

Bang bang bang!
Intensive gunfire resounded through the night sky, and flames were everywhere.

Even a master of swordsmanship, facing a volley of more than 50 automatic weapons, cannot retreat completely!

But in the next second, Qi Tiezui realized that his judgment was wrong again.

In the hail of bullets, the black-backed sixth child stood in front of Er Yuehong like a mountain, and the knife in his hand turned into a piece of snow-white.

All the bullets were blocked by this dazzling knife light!
"Are you able to practice to this level? Maybe... stronger than the second child!"

He had to admit that he underestimated the black-backed sixth child.

In just ten seconds of frenzied shooting, the clips were quickly emptied.

The black-backed sixth child seemed to be completely fine, but the thick-backed machete in his hand was riddled with holes and turned into a piece of scrap iron.

He grinned.

"I won't wait for you to change the magazine, now it's my turn!"

Then, he made an incredible move.

He dropped the knife in his hand!

As a swordsman, giving up your own knife is tantamount to giving up your life.

When facing the enemy, he actually dropped the knife?

Those men in black were deeply shocked by his peerless sword skills, but after seeing him throw away the sword, they couldn't help but feel more confident, and they drew out their short swords one after another, preparing for hand-to-hand combat.

The black-backed sixth child laughed loudly and walked towards the crowd.

He didn't walk fast, but he arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Two short knives, one on the left and the other on the right, attacked from between.

The black-backed sixth child snorted coldly in disdain, and actually used his palm to meet the cold blade!
Click!

A crisp sound.

The two short knives were actually swept off by his palm, and the momentum of the palm continued to cut across the throats of the two men in black.

The two fell down slowly, and died without a single cry.

Hand knife!

The black-backed sixth child has actually practiced the hand knife to such a level that it is almost indistinguishable from a steel knife!
This may be the highest state of swordsman, no sword in hand is better than having a sword.

Man and knife united!

At this moment, Qi Tiezui suddenly felt a strange feeling, which made him feel uneasy.

The man who stood not far away and looked at him coldly has turned into a sharp and cold knife!

This knife is not made of steel, but it is sharper than steel, enough to split everything!
"Second Lord, is it too late for him to regret it now?"

Heibei Lao Liu asked, he knew that killing was not the purpose, but to solve the problem.

Er Yuehong looked at Qi Tiezui and said.

"Baby, this is your last chance."

Qi Tiezui was taken aback for a moment, and then his whole body trembled slightly, with a look of unhappiness on his face.

"I don't need your pity, you are the ones who need to beg for mercy!"

"No matter how fast your knives are, no matter how good your martial arts are, you can't change everything."

"Second master, old eight, the way of heaven is not something you can compete with!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his head to look at the sky, with a sinister look on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the light of the moon has been completely covered.

The earth is completely shrouded in darkness!