Sure enough, a generation of masters couldn't just die in such a hasty way. Kunwu of Zangfeng blocked another Wuhen at the moment of his death. He turned his face with difficulty. The facial features were distorted by pain, but his eyes were scared. Smiling, yes, he was hit by a knife, but he was laughing because he won. He calculated this round for too long. From the first round when the two sides met, he was not ready to win easily. This must be a contest that requires wisdom to complete. The name of Zang Feng is derived from his meticulousness, his calmness, and his excellent planning ability on the battlefield. He may not be the best killer in Somen, but he is definitely one of the best at analysis.
Lightning Mink’s right hand knife was stuck in his own abdominal muscles, and his abdominal muscles turned into flexible rubber by relying on the solid air layer. For a while, the knife could not be pulled out or inserted. The left hand knife was caught by his own What I blocked, now I can't move. But Zang Feng still has a left hand, and now this left hand is poking toward Lightning Mink's throat. Cang Feng didn't think that he would kill Lightning Mink by locking his throat with this hand. He wanted his opponent to withdraw his sword.
Of course, Lightning Mink couldn't remove his left-handed knife, otherwise Kunwu would have to hack his head, reluctantly retract Wuhen from his right hand, and entangled with Zang Feng's left hand. However, that hand didn't seem to have the heart to fight. The first to leave the battlefield, Kunwu Dao and Zang Feng retreated three steps together, and then hurried forward, the blade was straight, and it was actually going to face the Lightning Sable, who only had the left hand knife!
You have a knife, and I also have it. Kunwu is in the right hand, but Wuhen is the left hand. The two knives are on the same side. Liu Litong is sure that Wuhen can easily hold this knife. However, the following action finally exceeded his expectations. The fast-moving Tibetan Feng actually threw the knife in the air, took the knife with his left hand, and slashed towards the unsuspecting right shoulder of Lightning Mink!
"You are defeated!" Kunwu knife cut Lightning Mink's right arm off, and now the blade was striking his neck; Wuhen pointed far at Zangfeng's throat, but did not cause any harm. "Before I kill you, do you want to listen to the reason?" Zang Feng's knife seemed to exhaust all his energy, panting like a cow, but the blade was straight and motionless. Blood slowly flowed down from the lower abdomen, and a pair of trousers had turned red.
"I would like to hear the details." Liu Litong still maintained the last posture, calmly looking at the other's eyes, a killer, a master of the killer, who must die calmly and with dignity.
"Starting from the fight between the two of us, I obtained the first-hand information of your Wuhen Knife based on the three scars on my body, plus the information summarized by the person who fought with you before, and roughly inferred three points: No. First, it takes time for your non-marking knife to condense. During this period of time, your body cannot move; secondly, your non-marking knife is not hard, and it needs to be repaired every time you face the knife with me; third, your non-marking knife The mark knives are two-handed knives, each of which is only nine inches long." After saying this, he looked at Lightning Mink triumphantly, the latter expressionless, as if he had been appointed. Zang Feng continued: "I know I have a habit of inadvertently moving my finger every time I make a heavy hand. This is a problem that I left behind when I practiced the knife. I also know that a master like you will definitely observe this. I will definitely think that this is my weakness, so you will definitely seize it. Yes, this is a weakness, but unfortunately I know my weakness better than anyone, so the weakness becomes an opportunity."
The people outside the court finally breathed a sigh of relief. Ryoko said to Dou Mu Hao with his eyes closed, "Hey, hello, see if you can, but the old brother Zangfeng won. It seems that his martial arts is indeed better than the two of us combined. All are strong. Hey, hey, don’t sleep, go back to sleep for a while.” Jing Muya also looked relaxed, “After bandaging the wounds for Zang Feng in a while, the battle is over. Our sacrifice, hey, It's a pity to snipe Li." In fact, this is already an excellent result. When he heard about the opponent's strength, Jing Muya was mentally prepared for more than half of the deaths.
"It would be an honor to die under such a powerful enemy." Su Haiharrier muttered quietly. In his view, these two people are invincible existences in this world. When will he reach this state? But since there is such a high level of martial arts, why can't we see through the grievances and grievances, and why should we be a killer? Is it so difficult for peace and forgiveness
Zhang Shu has been wondering in his heart. Ever since Zang Feng announced the death sentence of Lightning Mink, the latter’s heartbeat has been so steady. According to the usual practice, people who are calm in the face of death will not be so calm, or the superficial calmness is It can be controlled by the body, but the body will not lie. Lightning Mink is really calm at the moment. Does he really care about his life and death
The other finger of Zang Feng pointed at his abdomen. I made this knife deliberately. The purpose was to cause your right-hand knife to be removed. Relying on the body guard's true energy to barely block your blade, I am also in terrible pain. "Zang Feng looked at Lightning Mink's face like white paper, "So, if you lose, it's not that your swordsmanship is inferior to me, but that you think less than me after all. Take it to death, there is no feeling for this knife. "After speaking, he swung a knife.
The fallen body was blasted with heavy dust, and the blood stained the surrounding land red, and quickly froze into ice. This battle was finally over. Dai Junchou's face was astonished, puzzled, and disappointed. Not only him, but everyone in the court was speechless, as if standing a demon from hell. Is he such a powerful man still a human? Didn't even kill him with a brainstorming blow? Didn't even do it together with death
That's right, it was not Lightning Mink who died, but Zang Feng. Liu Litong waved his right arm off completely. Anyway, there was only a trace of flesh connected, and this arm had already become a burden. He crouched down and pulled off the clothes on Zang Feng's body to tie the wound, and stopped the blood with a few big holes. He stretched out his left hand and wiped Zang Feng's unwillingly closed eyes.
"You are a great killer, indeed better than me. You have analyzed three points of my information, but there is one more thing you don't know:" Lightning Mink shook his head helplessly, "If my non-marking knife is divided into two-handed knives, It is indeed only nine inches, but if you hold a knife in one hand, it is a full one foot five. Moreover, the cohesive internal strength can be transformed into each other in the left and right hands. When you are a killer in your next life, remember that the opponent is dead and you are the winner." So in Kunming The moment I drew towards Lightning Mink’s throat, Wuhen Sword pierced Zang Feng’s throat first. Until his death, Zang Feng didn’t understand why Wuhen suddenly soared. Could it be that his analysis was wrong
"If I win, I will bury you with this knife. If I believe you will not expose the corpse to the wilderness." Lightning Marten stood up and asked, "Who is next!"