Chapter 201: Huaxia talent is the ancestor of the knife

"Wolfburg?"
Xu Tingfei's eyebrows have been twisted into a frown at this moment. "Why did the monsters in the west come here for fun?"
Dangdang ...
In the primordial forest of the plateau at night, two golden iron symphonies sounded again, Liu Feng retreated three steps back under the tree, using his body to block the unconscious shadow sword behind him.
Five meters in front of him, there were two ninjas in full body black, wearing black masks, and both holding Japanese samurai swords.
"Ninja!"
The corner of Liu Feng's mouth provoked a sneer of sneer, "Yamaguchi can't help it again, should you be such a rare high ninja in Japan, right? Sending two high ninjas at once, Yamaguchi is really willing."
Huh!
The two Gao Ren did not speak to Liu Feng. The two left and one left, and two swords hit each other. Go across the road with a knife, tilt Liu Feng's throat diagonally, go down the road with a knife, and cut Liu Feng's feet diagonally.
The angles of the two high-endurance swords are extremely tricky, and the speed is extremely fast. The cooperation between the two is seamless, which has brought great pressure to Liu Feng. The most important thing is that Liu Feng is behind Cheng Yingjian. He can't retreat, otherwise, with two cruel and cruel means, he will definitely not give Huaxia's excellent super soldier king a chance to wake up again.
Liu Feng's eyes narrowed for a moment, and his right-handed machete was raised upwards, and then the road blade broke up. At the same time, Liu Feng lifted his left foot slightly, and then stepped on it suddenly, stepping on the foot of the lower knife with a dangerous action of a miraculous degree.
Huh!
The two high tolerances also responded extremely quickly. The two backed away at the same time, and then withdrew nearly ten meters away.
"I see. You are not fast in absolute speed, but in small areas."
Liu Feng gave a sneer and saw that there was no movement under his feet, but his body suddenly rushed to the front of the two big Ninjas, a swipe of his right hand, and the knife flickered in the throat of Niu Ni on the left hand. It's not slow either. "
when!
Gao Ren, who was attacked by Liu Feng, had a block on his vertical knife, and his body shape shrank back again.
At the same time, another high-endurance slashed at Liu Feng with a sword.
puff……
This knife is too fast. Whether it is pure speed or the ability to capture fighters, this high tolerance has been used to the extreme.
Even though Liu Feng's footwork was extremely clever and how agile, his right shoulder was still cut open with a guillotine.
However, it was just a mouthful, but Liu Feng did not see the blood. On the contrary, the high tolerance, after cutting out the knife, the body immediately froze in place.
Because Liu Feng avoided his knife, his machete reversed, and he stabbed in from the left rib of Gao Ren.
"Baga Yalu!"
Gao Ren, who was stunned by Liu Feng just now, roared and rushed up again.
"Baga, your sister! You two guys can still deal with me just now, and now you are the only one left. You can take at most three swords in front of me." Liu Feng taunted the other in Japanese, and pulled out the sword with his right hand. Out, the high forbearance stabbed by him fell to the ground.
Huh!
The two men launched the sword at the same time, which would cause the other side to die and avoid the other's attack.
In the night, the blade of light flashed by, and then a bloodline rose into the sky, and a strong scent was quickly blowing in the roaring night wind.
Huh!
Immediately afterwards, the two turned at the same time, and Daoguang flashed again.
There was another splash of plasma, Liu Feng stepped back a half step, and the scimitar turned a bright knife flower in his hand again.
Gao Ren, from the Yamaguchi group in Japan, withdrew three steps backwards, and the sword went straight in his hand, pointing obliquely to the ground.
Huh!
Subsequently, the two rushed towards each other again, the knife light continuously flashed, and then the two passed by.
After three shots, the two finally stopped.
After another two seconds or so, Liu Feng threw his right hand, and the last blood drop on the machete dropped. Then he turned to the shadow sword under the tree, instead of looking at the high tolerance, but hands out, began to treat the shadow sword twist needle.
puff!
Three seconds later, the high-forbearance's throat suddenly splattered with a red blood plasma, and his body fell and fell to the ground.
At this time, if someone is watching the scene, they will definitely be stunned for Liu Feng's knife shooting. Because of the high tolerance body, in addition to the fatal wound in the throat, there were two stab wounds.
Somewhere under the armpit of his right arm, the knife-edge was more than half a foot long and extended to his chest.
The other was at the inguinal sulcus of his left leg, and the incision was less than three inches, apparently caused by a machete.
It was precisely because these two knives severely damaged Gao Ren's ability to move, that Liu Feng's last slaying was so complete.
More importantly, in the left hand of Gao Ren, he was also holding three diamond-shaped darts. After a high-intensity confrontation with Liu Feng, he did not have the opportunity to send out darts.
call!
Two minutes later, Liu Feng finally completed the final treatment of Cheng Yingjian.
He took a deep breath, then put away the silver needle. "Okay, finally, your meridians have been repaired. And, the one who has been watching the movie by the side, come out!"
Poppy!
When Liu Feng's words fell, a Westerner with a Tang knife clapped his hands and turned out of the darkness.
"Good swordsman, Huaxia's special forces actually have your role. It really opened my eyes." This westerner first gave Liu Feng a compliment, then his arm was loose, and Tang was caught by him. The knife fell down and the knife fell directly into his hand.
"Which side are you from?" Liu Feng asked calmly as he looked at the Westerners.
"I am from the West Death Arsenal, but I am not one of those deaths, but one of three pre-selected Death Kings."
The pre-selected King of Death did not reveal his true name, but it was obviously stronger than those of Death.
Liu Feng stared at the westerner and said flatly, "Three pre-selected death kings, I only know that the first death is one of them. The other two have never seen it. I can see you today, but it is a long-term experience."
"Liu Feng, Lord Yan, I can see you today, it is also a long-time experience. I did not expect that the creators of the western world prefectures were actually a soldier in Huaxia."
The pre-selected King of Death, walking forward carrying the Tang knife, said while walking: "But I don't care what your identity is, I'm looking for you because there is a ranking in the Huaxia Martial Art World. The first weapon is a sword, so Since I was a child, I have concentrated on practicing knives, and I think that swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world ... "
Ha ha!
Liu Feng sneered and interrupted the pre-selection of the Death King, "Let's go after the blow, read that we are all from the Western underground world, and I won't kill you today."
The face of the pre-selected Death King suddenly gloomy. He carried the Tang knife on his shoulder and stood five meters in front of Liu Feng and said, "Yam, if I pass you back to the Western underground world as a Chinese soldier, you say Will you and your prefecture still exist? "
"Threatening me?" Liu Feng's eyes narrowed.
"I don't need to threaten you, just to say a fact. I just saw you kill those two Japanese Ninjas. Your sword skills are very strong, so I want to compare them with you."
The pre-selected Death King said arrogantly: "I want to prove that my knife is sharper than yours, and my knife is stronger than you and your Chinese martial arts. If you die, I will keep a secret for you forever If you live and prove me dead, then no one in the Western underground world knows your secrets. "
"it is good!"
Liu Feng calmly said: "You are driving yourself to death, then I will take your soul and enter the earth house."
Huh!
As soon as Liu Feng's words were finished, the two of them slashed at each other at the same time.
The pre-selected Death King's Tang sword is straight, the blade is long and narrow, the blade is three feet long, and the blade is sharp.
The machete in Liu Feng's hand is small and light, more sharp, and more sharp.
Huh!
The two blades rubbed against each other, and the two passed by.
"Haori's knife actually cut out the edge of my Tang knife." The pre-selected death king turned abruptly, and Tang knife cut to Liu Feng's legs.
"You Tang sword is also good. You can see that the two little devil's swords have deeper gaps in the swords." Liu Feng jumped up and swung his sword in midair, wiping it towards the other person's neck.
The two attacked the road one way and one way down, while avoiding the other side's knife, they rushed at the other side again.
"So fast, so fast!"
At this moment, Cheng Yingjian woke up, just to see Liu Feng compare with the pre-selected Death King, two flashing knife lights, constantly reflected in his eyes, with a super soldier king Judging by thinking, it seems that these two men each wield each knife, and if he is an opponent, it is likely that they will not be able to accept it.
The speed of the two players is equal, the sharpness of the swords is quite the same, and the two of them have no intention of flinching in the duel.
puff!
After the 30-knife duel, the two's knives swept across each other at the same time.
The bulletproof vest on Liu Feng's chest was cut through the outer layer by the opponent's tang. Liu Feng's machete completely cut open the sleeve on the right arm of the pre-selected Death King, and even left the outside of his big arm. A shallow cut.
puff!
Sixty swords later, Liu Feng's machete cut a half-foot-long, one-inch-deep wound on the opponent's left shoulder, and a blood light burst out more than three feet away.
But at the same time, the tang sword of the pre-selected Death King also marked a wound with almost visible bone in Liu Feng's left arm.
"Hehe! What Huaxia martial arts is the world, in my opinion, the Huaxia sword is nothing like this!" The pre-selected Death King seems to feel the pain of the knife wound at all ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Although the blood is constantly going outward Waving, but he held the knife in both hands and continued to attack Liu Feng.
The same is true of Liu Feng. He picked up his injured left arm, and his gait, body, and sword reached the extreme. He countered his opponent with a knife and calmly said, "You look down on the Chinese sword, but you are using an authentic Chinese sword. Liuhe sword, are you sorry? And in my opinion, you haven't practiced the Liuhe sword to the extreme. "
puff!
After a hundred knives, the two's knives left scars on each other at the same time.
This time, Liu Feng was scratched on the left rib, but a deep visible bone was cut out of the thigh of the pre-selected Death King.
"Yan King, your sword is really sharp. I know enough about the Chinese sword, the last one, let me prove that I am better than your sword, and better than your Chinese sword!" Taking a step back, the Tang sword stood in front of him, and then bowed towards Liu Feng.
"Very well, then I also let you understand a truth: Huaxia talents are the ancestors of knives!" Liu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right-hand machete lifted forward.