Chapter 173: Pig Killing Knife
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Xiang Tianxiao said as he turned around and looked at the fat chef with a smile.
Before this, the fat chef felt that the voice of the speaker was a little familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who it was, he could clearly hear that the person who spoke seemed to have deliberately changed the tone of his voice, in order to hide his identity.
And now, the fat chef looked up while marveling at the strength of Xiang Tianxiao in his heart.
But when he saw Xiang Tianxiao's appearance clearly, his heart immediately trembled, his eyes froze, and his big hand holding the kitchen knife trembled slightly.
It's as if it's not a person at all, but the most terrifying, deadly, and terrifying snake in the world.
However, Xiang Tianxiao is completely opposite, his eyes at the moment are like poisonous snakes staring at his prey, his whole body is tense, ready to attack, but whenever that prey has any movement, he will immediately pounce fiercely and quickly.
Time seemed to stop at this moment, a man and a cook, neither of them spoke, just stood motionless, simply communicating with their eyes.
The atmosphere in the private room became silent and depressing, and Yi Xiaofan and the others even smelled a trace of gunpowder.
As the saying goes, enemies are very red when they meet, and the chef who is smiling at the sky at this moment is a perfect interpretation of this.
"I'm sorry, I made a mistake." Hey! Speech! elder brother
After a while, the fat chef said such a sentence with a straight face, and then flew towards the door.
"Want to run? There are no doors! ā
Xiang Tianxiao immediately snorted coldly, and grabbed the door with his big hand, but who knows, the last time outside the Heavenly Spirit Sect, the Heavenly Rank was full of firepower, and he was caught in mid-air by Xiang Tianxiao with his hand, and it was difficult to advance a single inch, but this time, the fat chef walked straight forward so straight, and his body did not stop at all.
Seeing that the fat chef was about to walk out of the door of the private room, Xiang Tianxiao immediately put out his hands together, waving them again and again, and in the blink of an eye, there were countless palm shadows, obviously he had already moved.
Unexpectedly, the facts surprised several people in the room.
I saw that the fat chef didn't look back, and the kitchen knife in his hand slashed indiscriminately, and countless knife shadows were born in an instant, without deviation, without exception, each knife shadow was matched with a palm shadow.
And his footsteps ............ But it hasn't stopped!
This scene suddenly made Yi Xiaofan and the others feel a monstrous wave in their hearts, they never imagined that this fat chef turned out to be a master, and it seemed that he was still a top master who could compete with a generation of killing gods to smile at the sky!
Not to mention anything else, just being able to still be at ease under the countless palms smiling to the sky is definitely not something that ordinary heaven-level masters can compare.
Just when several people were frightened, the fat chef had already stepped out of the door of the private room, and he was afraid that he would leave everyone's sight in the next moment.
At this moment, Xiang Tianxiao suddenly shouted, "Come back to me!" ā
Seeing that he pinched his hands, a huge arm phantom instantly appeared behind the fat chef, and then, he grabbed the fat chef fiercely and dragged him back.
After that, Xiang Tianxiao stretched out his hand again, and the door of the private room suddenly closed with a bang.
"Ahem, what a coincidence." The fat chef sat on the chair, with an embarrassed face, a helpless face, and a grievance face, raised his head and glanced timidly at Xiang Tian, and then squeezed out a trace of an ugly smile, pretending to say, "Big brother, don't come to harm?" I didn't expect to run into you here, hehe, it's really ............ Where don't we meet in life? ā
Xiang Tianxiao walked to his side, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a playful face, "Yes, what a coincidence, the last time I saw you, weren't you in the God of Wealth gambling house, why did you come to this drunken cloud zhai again?" It can't be avoiding me, is it? ā
"How is that possible?" The fat chef looked sad and indignant, and at the same time said with some grievances: "Big brother, how can you think so, if you want to hide, you have to hide away from me, don't you?" ā
Xiang Tian smiled and raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Oh? So, did I misunderstand you? ā
"Exactly." The fat chef nodded again and again, "I have been friends with my eldest brother for more than ten years, and I am a friend of my life, how can I avoid you?" ā
"Haha, I knew I wouldn't be wrong, continue tomorrow, and break with me again." He was full of pride to the sky and waved his hand.
As soon as he heard this, the fat chef immediately showed a look of fear, and said with a bitter face, "Are you still going?" ā
Xiang Tianxiao raised his eyebrows, and said lightly threatening, "What?" You're not going? ā
"No, no, no, I'll go, can't I go." The fat cook said with a crying face.
After listening to it for a long time, Yi Xiaofan was pounding in his heart, this fat chef is a big brother, and his strength is comparable to Xiang Tianxiao, not to mention that the two have a friendship for more than ten years.
Could it be that this unsightly cook is the one in the biography?
Thinking of the previous scene again, the fat chef waved the kitchen knife and gave birth to countless knife shadows, and he was impartial, just stopping all the palm shadows that smiled to the sky, Yi Xiaofan was immediately sure.
That's right, this fat chef is the other killing god of the Shura Palace, killing the butcher knife, Pang Qiqi.
Since he learned from Duan Tianya that Xiang Tianxiao was the legendary God of Killing, Yi Xiaofan deliberately learned a little more about this matter.
Originally, that sentence should be 'a pair of black iron hands, a slaughter knife', but because the pronunciation of the slaughter word and the pig character is similar, people spread it and became 'a pair of black iron hands, a pig killing knife'. '
Just because of this one word, but the generation of killing god Pang Qiqi is always embarrassed.
Without it, the dignified butcher knife was called a pig-killing knife, and the god-killing was called a butcher, which is simply a great shame.
It's just that the two gods of murder that used to be terrifying have now become like this, one is retired to retirement, the other is willing to cook, and he will never see the style of the year again.
I really don't know what happened during this period that made the two major killing gods decline.
Although Yi Xiaofan felt it in his heart, he was more impatient, he knew that if he could bring the two major killing gods to his side, plus those bronze corpses in his hands, what place in this world could he not go? What other forces dare to be their enemies?
Seeing that the two killing gods were right in front of his eyes, Yi Xiaofan's mind suddenly became active.