In the Blade

Du Chengfeng really didn't want to fight. He didn't want to have any conflict with the burly man in front of him. After all, no matter from his understanding of mental strength or from the current events, there was no need for them to fight.

But it was obvious that his understanding of mental power was still somewhat imprecise after all.

It was like now, no matter how much he didn't want to fight, the battle would still happen.

Just because the burly man opposite him wanted to fight so much.

The sharp sword slashed down, and Du Chengfeng could even clearly see the opponent's eyes. The murderous intent in those eyes was so clear, even sharper than the blade itself - this even made Du Chengfeng a little agitated. Shocked, he didn't expect that things would turn out like this even after he had spoken to that extent.

"I already told you that I had a pot sitting on the stove...can you really not understand human speech?"

Du Chengfeng really didn't understand why someone could be so stunned.

He had so obviously said that he had no hostility, but this big man still took the initiative to attack. Is it so interesting to attack people?

No, it's very boring.

As someone who has experienced this, Du Chengfeng just wants to say that there is no meaning in killing people.

Just like the burly man in front of him, although he was wielding the knife in a majestic manner, when you look closely, what he did was nothing more than swinging the knife up and then cutting it on the opposite person - no matter how fancy the process was, the essence of the matter That's it.

Picking up a knife and chopping someone is no different from cutting pork or mutton.

So, is this kind of thing really great?

Not awesome at all.

At least to Du Chengfeng, this kind of thing is not serious at all.

Just like now, Du Chengfeng has at least nine ways to prevent the knife from falling on him. After summarizing these nine ways, they can be divided into three categories-that is, ducking to avoid, drawing the knife to block Block, or directly control the knife-wielding hand on the opposite side, so that the knife cannot fall from the beginning.

Du Chengfeng chose the last option. After all, he really didn't want to fight with this strong man.

But in actual operation, there was still something wrong with this method. Although he did directly raise his hand to support the big man's knife-wielding hand, this posture was really too convenient - so of course, he practiced After a while, Du Chengfeng, who was wrestling, turned over and fell over his shoulder.

The sturdy man flew directly into the sky, and his wrist was almost broken off - the reason why he almost said it was because Du Chengfeng chose to let go at the end, otherwise the force of the over-the-shoulder fall, coupled with the torsional inertia of the opponent's weight, would have No matter how strong your wrist is, it will probably be broken on the spot.

Du Chengfeng did not choose this cruel approach. After all, he really didn't want to have a fight with this burly man.

But obviously, his idea was still a bit wishful thinking after all.

The burly man was indeed thrown into the air after being thrown over his shoulder, but the vicious light of the sword was struck from below again - it was enough to see that a man who was thrown in the air could still swing such a sharp sword. How superb is the martial arts of the sturdy man!

However, no matter how fiercely you swing your sword, you will still swing your sword after all.

As long as you are swinging a sword, you must wave your arms. If you want the power of this sword to be more powerful, you may have to twist your waist and hips. Of course, for those evil spirit masters, they may not need to use this kind of martial arts. Method, they can destroy everything in front of them by simply waving the blade in their hands.

But no matter how you say it, if you want to swing a knife, you have to move your hands. This is the most basic foundation.

And this means that as long as you control the opponent's hand, it is equivalent to controlling the opponent's knife.

"You are really..."

Du Chengfeng ducked sideways, but his palm once again held the opponent's knife-wielding wrist.

"let go!"

This time, Du Chengfeng didn't hold back too much. After all, this burly man was really unwilling to listen to advice. Perhaps the only way to solve the problem was to kill this burly man directly, but he didn't want to fight.

So let the opponent retreat when faced with difficulties, Du Chengfeng thought.

If you just break your wrist, you will probably be able to recover after a while, which is much better than breaking your neck.

Then there was just a click, and the big man's right wrist was pinched off by Du Chengfeng!

"I'm really sorry, I was a little too strong."

Du Chengfeng's face was full of apologies. After all, this result was really not his intention - he originally just wanted to break the wrist of this sturdy man. After all, it is relatively easy to restore the dislocation of the bones, but He forgot that he was not the two feet tall he was before, but was compressed to about 1.7 meters, in an extremely solid state.

Compressing a six-meter-tall body to only 1.7 meters, it is incredible that his body can still move normally under such a density.

Of course, Du Chengfeng himself didn't feel this at all. Most of the time, he just felt that his perspective had changed. He was not as high up, and he could look at people relatively levelly. But with this force now, he knew , this high-density body is completely different from what he understands.

Just like now, because the body's hardness was too high, under this grasp, the wrist of the sturdy man seemed to be directly clamped by a hydraulic clamp, and only a thin layer was left on the spot.

As for the bones and tendons inside, I'm afraid they have been pressed into a thin piece of paper.

"Um... do you need help finding a doctor?"

Du Chengfeng scratched his head in embarrassment.

Although he didn't know what kind of doctor could cure this kind of injury, based on the principle of humanitarianism, he was still willing to help find out.

But it was obvious that his kindness was not appreciated by the other party.

"...Good skill."

The tall man who turned over and landed on the ground looked at his right wrist, then he simply handed the knife to his left hand and slashed it with a knife!

"You are the first one who can hurt me."

"Really? You were never bitten by a mosquito when you were a child?"

Although he always felt that it was not the right time to say such words, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but speak.

Mainly because this statement made him really curious, how could someone have no wounds at all?

"Did you never bump into someone even once when you were a kid? So powerful?"

"..."

The sturdy man said nothing more.

There is no point in responding to such nonsense, and it will distract him. What he really has to do now is to digest the experience of the battle just now - although the battle lasted only two short moments, it has already happened. It was enough for him to see a lot of things.

First of all, the cook in front of me is very strong, very strong.

Being able to keep up with his speed already explains the problem. You must know that most of the so-called evil spirit masters can't even see his knife clearly - but the cook in front of him can not only see his knife clearly, but also It can also provide countermeasures, which is enough to show that the opponent is a rare and powerful enemy.

Secondly...this cook's style of play is very disgusting.

Indeed, now he has the best sword in the world, and no one can resist his blade. He has such confidence - but when facing this damn cook, he can't even do the most basic knife attack. arrive.

It's true that he raised the blade, but the blade couldn't fall down no matter what. This damn bitch could always find various ways to prevent his blade from swinging out.

Then, that is even more important.

This cook has not yet used a weapon.

"hiss……"

Holding the sword in his left hand, the sturdy man looked up and down at the opponent in front of him.

There should be something hidden in the waist, it looks like a dagger, and there is a bag in the waist, which looks like it contains a pen - this is not surprising, after all, many people have the need to write. There is nothing wrong with carrying a pen with you.

But the question is, what does a cook do with a pen?

"etc?"

The sturdy man was keenly aware of something.

When he looked at the bag containing the pen, he suddenly felt something familiar.

It felt similar to the sword in his hand.

"So you are..."

When he raised his head again, the tall man's expression became serious.

"Interesting, I've never heard of a pen being used as a weapon."

"...You mean this?"

Hearing what the burly man said, Du Chengfeng also took out the bald pen from his waist.

"This thing is not a weapon, it is purely for writing. If you ask this... yo!"

Before Du Chengfeng could finish his words, the sharp left-hand knife was already coming towards him.

The timing of this knife attack was so precise. Just when Du Chengfeng wanted to talk, due to the long distance between the two parties and the distance of a knife, Du Chengfeng had nothing to do this time. Take control of that left hand.

This time, the unstoppable blade will definitely break into pieces...

"boom--"

The ferocious sword intent continued, and even the door of the Rabbit Buddha Temple in the distance was split in half.

But it was only the temple door that was split in half, and the knife still didn't hit the cook.

It was at this time that the burly man realized that the over-the-shoulder throw had not only controlled his knife-wielding hand, but had also thrown him, who was facing the inn, away from the inn. This meant that This means that the cook can no longer choose to resist, but can avoid it...

"Here!"

Sensing the direction where the cook was hiding, the sturdy man immediately waved the sword in his hand.

But this action was still half a beat too slow.

Just because the cook did not hide away, but rushed directly in front of him. The pair of arms that were made of steel had already hugged his left arm holding the knife!

Then there was just a click, and the left arm of this sturdy man also bent at a strange angle.

"How about that ends here."

The cook's voice rang in his ears, and his simple words sounded so harsh at the moment.

"Stop fighting. It won't do us any good if we continue to fight. How about we just let it go?"

Just forget it?

The sturdy man was suddenly in a trance.

He has come all the way to this point, grown all the way to mastering such power. He has come so far and experienced so much. Now is the time for him to show his power and prove his strength. How could he just let it go? ? How could it be possible to just forget it?

If that's all, then what are all his efforts?

If that's all, what does his seclusion, his hard work, and his fighting till now mean?

"Ahhhhhh-"

The pain was so deep that the burly man suddenly let out a roar that shook the sky. He swung his broken left arm and actually took the sword directly into his mouth!

"Come again! Come again!"

"... Do you want to do it again?"

Du Chengfeng shook his head. He felt that there was no need to do it again.

If the burly man's sword path was flexible and changeable when he held the sword with both hands, then now, the burly man had almost no room to play - indeed, the strength of the neck could still provide the man with a chance to swing the sword, but this horizontal swing caused by twisting the neck was too easy to deal with.

At this point, the winner was decided.

Although Du Chengfeng had never thought about fighting, let alone winning, in fact, they had already decided who was better.

It had come to this point, was there any need to...

"Kacha--"

Just when Du Chengfeng was about to make a move, the burly man suddenly clenched his teeth!

The old sword suddenly shattered under this fierce bite.

No, it wasn't even shattered, but disintegrated. It was at this moment that Du Chengfeng saw that the old sword was not made of ordinary iron at all. After being bitten to pieces by the burly man, the broken pieces of the sword turned into flowing light and were swallowed by the burly man.

The expression of the burly man became more and more ferocious.

"You are really capable of making me unable to use the sword from the beginning."

The burly man's face twitched.

"Maybe you are indeed proficient in the martial arts of ordinary people, but... what about now?"

As he said this, a sharp blade suddenly broke out of his body.

The sharp blade tore through the burly man's skin and came out from his arms. This was the appearance of the ancient sword before, and now it has merged with the burly man - the sword is the man, the man is the sword, at this moment, nothing can stop him from swinging the sharp blade!

"Come on, let me see what you can do."

At this moment, even the face of the burly man had been pierced by the blade, and under the reflection of the sharp blade, there was pure fighting spirit and madness.

"Let's see whether you kill me or my knife kills you."

"...That's what I said."

Du Chengfeng sighed.

"But do you want to take another look?"

"What should I see..."

Hearing what the cook in front of him said, the burly man subconsciously lowered his head.

But he found that the blunt pen just now had been nailed between his chest and abdomen without knowing when.