Swish!

The sword light rose again, and in the extremely dark primeval forest of the plateau, it seemed to have a thunderbolt.

"This ...... How many stabs did it take?" the Chengying Sword who was watching the battle couldn't help but exclaim at this time.

The bow rushed towards Liu Feng's pre-selected God of Death King, slashing backwards, the knife drawing a circle and slashing downward, and then suddenly lifting up. It seems to be a tricky inverted slash, but in fact, this downward stroke and inverted slashing action was cut out three times in a row by him in a circle.

This is just a knife skill completed in an instant, and it is certain that if Liu Feng is still at the level of Huaxia, he will definitely suffer a big loss under this knife.

At the same time, Liu Feng's footwork changed rapidly, as if his body moved several times in a small range at the moment when the other party made a knife. This is not the end, under the movement of a small range, the scimitar in Liu Feng's hand also swung out continuously.

"Swords, all knives, how can the instructor swing one knife like seven swords at the same time?" Chengying Sword's eyes were already full of sword light at this time, and the state of the two of them fighting against the sword at this time was instantly engraved in his heart.

Burst!

In an instant, the tip of Liu Feng's scimitar firmly resisted the opponent's eyebrows, and the tip of the knife had pierced into the flesh of this pre-selected Death God King, and the right arm of the Pre-selected Death God King had been separated from his body, and after flying six or seven meters, it hit a tree, and then fell to the ground.

Streams of blood gushed out from the severed arm of the Pre-Chosen Death God King, and the Tang knife also fell diagonally at his feet.

On the other hand, Liu Feng, except for a few knife wounds left on his body before, is only slightly pale now, but the whole is fine.

"Your knife, why is it so fast?" The Pre-Chosen Death King ignored his serious injuries at this time, even if he was dying, he was concerned about the knife.

"The answer is simple, but you have to answer me two questions first. ”

Liu Feng asked with a smile: "Liu Feng is the matter of the King of Hades, in the Western underground world, except for you, no one else really knows?"

"Really, there can't be a second person in the Western underground world who knows about it other than me, don't worry. As for why I know, you must have guessed with your cleverness. "Pre-elect the Grim Reaper King.

The smile on Liu Feng's face couldn't be maintained, this was a very serious question, and it was definitely something that the pre-selection Death God King would not answer deeply.

"Well, at least I admire your kung fu and tell me your name. Liu Feng has enough respect for this Western master.

The pre-selected Death King said: "My name is Da Mai, and in the Death Arsenal, I am the only one who does not use a gun, only a knife. I thought my knife was pure enough, but I didn't expect to lose to you. Now, can you tell me the answer I want?"

Burst!

With a boost in Liu Feng's hand, the scimitar, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, was directly nailed into Da Mai's eyebrows.

At this moment, Da Mai's eyes immediately widened to the limit, and his gaze began to gradually drift.

"Tell you, because your knife is in your hand, and mine is in my heart. You practice knife skills repeatedly, and you practice killing knife skills repeatedly, but I often give up knife skills and choose to use the most suitable knife moves at the most appropriate time and with physical ability. What you lost was not the knife skill, but the person who lost to me, the knife skill is not the strongest, the strong is always the person who uses the knife. ”

After saying this, Liu Feng drew his knife and turned around.

"It's not the knife skills that are strong, it's the ...... that uses the knife" Before he died, Damai seemed to understand what the truth was, although his eyes were completely dim, although his vitality was broken, but there was a smile on his face.

Liu Feng stretched out his hand and helped the Chengying Sword up, "Brother, how are you feeling now?"

"Instructor, I ......"

"I said, just call me boss, or Brother Feng, there's no need to be so formal. ”

"Brother Feng, I feel much better. ”

After standing up straight, Chengying Sword moved his limbs a little, "It feels a bit like a loss of strength, but I want to take a little rest so that I can get back into the fight." ”

"Well, you have two broken meridians, and I just connected them for you, so you have a feeling of detachment. ”

Liu Feng patted Chengying Jian's shoulder and said, "If you move for a while, you should be able to recover a lot, and then we will go in together." ”

"Good!"

Ten minutes later, Liu Feng and Chengying Jian entered the dense forest one after the other.

In this dense forest, there is much less howling cold wind, and the road is also more difficult to walk.

The two walked forward and chatted.

"Chengying Sword, who hurt you? I feel that the person who hurt you is very tricky and has very strong skills!"

"I don't know that person, it's a very strong Indian Ah San, I attacked him with Chunjun Sword and Fish Intestine Sword, and I am not his opponent. Then we used our guns to force him away. ”

"Oh, so the Pure Jun Sword and the Fish Intestine Sword have already chased into the clouds?"

"Yes, I didn't feel badly injured at the time, so I stayed and rested first, they went in first, who knows, after they left, I felt more and more uncomfortable, and even my vision was a little blurry later. ”

Rumble!

After the two chatted for a while, they suddenly heard an explosion in the distance, and there seemed to be a slight vibration sound under their feet.

"It's a landmine!"

"Brother Feng, this was a minefield during World War II, and it seems that someone has hit a mine. ”

"Let's go, let's see!"

"Good!"

The two quickened their pace, and after another half an hour of rapid progress, they found a mess in front of them, and two trees the size of a large bowl had broken their waists.

Between the two broken trees, a large crater with a diameter of nearly two meters was blown out, and four dead bodies with missing arms and legs were scattered around, not to mention how miserable.

After Liu Feng checked it, he sneered: "Fortunately, it's Ah San's corpse." If I'm not mistaken, if I go to this minefield, these Indian Ah San will definitely not be able to go fast, let's go, I want to leave these bastards who trespassed on the territory of China here. ”

"Brother Feng is right, kill them. "The Chengying Sword has also recovered most of it at this time, and its spirit has risen a lot.

The two walked quickly for about twenty minutes, Liu Feng observed with a scope from time to time, and finally vaguely saw a shadowy figure in the depths of the dense forest.

Burst!

When Chengying Sword was shot, Liu Feng had already pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle.

In the distance, an Indian Ah San, who was walking at the back of the line, was quietly beaten up, and it seemed that no one in front of him noticed it.

Then Liu Feng quickly ran forward a few steps, jumped into the canopy of a tree nearly three meters high.

Burst!

The sniper rifle fired another bullet, and then another San fell to the ground at the back of the line.

Puff puff!

Liu Feng took advantage of his condescending perspective to shoot again in a row, and a mercenary named Ah San was named by bullets.

Chengying Sword advanced with a spear, he was not as fast as Liu Feng, and after Liu Feng launched an attack, he was afraid that joining the battle would attract the enemy's attention, so he kept observing the situation while advancing.

After Liu Feng killed several Ah San in a row on the canopy, his body moved forward, like a peerless master in a Kaixia movie, jumping several trees in a row, and then lying on a tree right and continuing to pull the trigger.

At this time, the Ah San team in front of them seemed to be jumping over a slope, and the last two Ah Sans were climbing upwards, but as soon as their bodies were weak, they lay on the spot and couldn't move.

With these Ah San stepping over the slope, when there was a visual error, Liu Feng's speed increased suddenly.

In less than a minute, Liu Feng chased in front of Po Ling, and then jumped over like a spirit monkey.

In this process, Chengying Jian felt that it was a little difficult for him to follow Liu Feng's pace, and after arriving at the slope level, Chengying Jian simply prostrated on the ground, holding a big sniper to observe the situation, and was also ready to respond to Liu Feng.

"It's so strong, Brother Feng is worthy of being the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword in the previous generation of Heavenly Sword, this kind of jungle combat is just like a textbook!" Cheng Ying Jian said with great emotion, and the shocking emotions in his heart were higher and higher.

Through the scope, Chengying Jian saw Liu Feng quickly rushing to the end of the Ah San team in front, and no one noticed him at all in this process.

Then, Liu Feng swiped his scimitar, and the throat of a Ah San mercenary was cut.

Then Liu Feng stepped forward again, leaned left and back, and grabbed the neck of a Ah San, and then Ah San's head tilted and fell to the ground.

Puff puff......

Liu Feng was like a ghost in the night at this time, and like the king of Hades who really walked out of the underworld, collecting his soul at a very fast speed.

This A-3 team, about 40 people, has been reduced by two-thirds in less than ten minutes.

"No, what about people? Why are we so many people missing?"

"What's going on? There are so many of us, are there only a dozen or so left now?"

"Everyone, pay attention, don't scatter, gather together, there seems to be a situation!"

When there were only a dozen of these Ah San left, they finally realized that something was wrong. In an inexplicable panic, these idiots instinctively gathered together.

And at this time, swishing, three black oval objects flew into the middle of the dozen or so people.

"What's that?"

"Bastard, it's still in the primeval forest in the middle of the night, don't pretend to scare people!"

"Fuck it, everybody run, it's a hand ......"

Boom, boom!

That's right, these three oval-shaped objects are grenades, which are the masterpieces thrown by Liu Feng.

Three grenades exploded in the middle of a small team of more than ten people, and instantly collected all these Ah San into the underworld.

"That's amazing!"

Chengying Sword, who was watching through the scope, was so excited at this time, "That's right, absolutely textbook jungle warfare, this is a level that only the world's top special forces can have! Brother Feng, boss, only the existence of your strength is worthy of the instructor of our sixth generation Heavenly Sword." That's right, that's what you teach, that's what you're teaching me!"

After dealing with this team of more than 40 Ah San mercenary squads, Liu Feng turned sideways and hid behind a big tree.

Three seconds later, in the pile of dead people, another Ah San stood up.

The creature was covered in blood, its face was full of horror, and it was still looking around when it got up, apparently a fish that had not completely died in the explosion.

After not finding the enemy, this Ah San quickly got up and ran towards the depths of the dense forest.

But at this moment, Liu Feng's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and the scimitar in his hand was firmly pressed against his neck.