Chapter 0028: The Style of That Knife

Mu Feng has a feeling that everything is under control, his face is full of confidence, and there is a little cold taste in a smile, "Yesterday's sister-in-law returned safely" "It seems to be blocked"

Dawn nodded, "Yes, you had an explanation last night"

Mu Feng smiled lightly and snapped his fingers, "That is to say, now you know about this matter, I know, Black Widow knows... But Six Eyes only knew that his sister-in-law had been rescued."

"But I don't know which side did it."

"And the Black Widow's hint, I'm sure he's even more skeptical"

"So here comes our chance to make a fuss" "Now what we have to do is to open a search notice, and the spearhead will be pointed at the six eyes"

Dawn slapped his palms "Wonderful" In the impression of Six Eyes, his identity should be very mysterious, we can lock him, then there is only one possibility, that is, someone is secretly guiding us"

"And the most important thing is that the person was rescued, but we are looking for it, that is, to tell Six-Eyes, there is a black hand behind this" "And this person standing behind is the most terrifying" "With Six-Eyes' carefulness, he should be mobilized to collect this batch of talismans"

Dawn then laughed evilly, "I think Black Widow won't have a good time this time."

As he spoke, he patted Mu Feng's shoulder, "Third child, you are really bad"

Mu Feng gritted his teeth, "Second brother, are you so boastful?" “

After dawn left, Mu Feng rubbed his swollen temples, and a trace of exhaustion permeated his entire body. Although he collected a lot of books to enrich himself during this time, he still couldn't let go of his nervous mind. Now Dawn and those personnel under his command are too weak to withstand any round of impact from the poisonous dragon, and if they are not careful, they will be wiped out.

Mu Feng slowly walked out of the door, he had been at home for so long, it was time to move. Mu Feng hadn't finished stretching his waist, and suddenly his eyes darkened, and a fist burst into the air when he raised his eyes. Mu Feng originally wanted to flash, but found that this punch seemed to have infinite magic power, and there was a phenomenon that froze him under one punch.

The fist was infinitely enlarged in Mu Feng's eyes, and there was a whistling sound in the air. "What a bully punch" Mu Feng folded his hands and met him, and when the fist was in his hand, Mu Feng's body was around and his fist was pulled.

"Bang..."Mu Feng fell out directly

Four taels can dial a thousand catties, but can not dial a thousand catties under high-speed movement. Mu Feng's arms felt as if they had been knocked by a giant hammer, and his chest was filled with anger.

Mu Feng was horrified in his heart, where did such a top master jump out, and his combat power was eliminated by thirty percent with one blow.

"Whoosh" the man didn't drag the mud and water in the slightest, and the other punch struck out like lightning, and the target was Mu Feng's temple, with the decisiveness and ruthlessness of killing with one blow.

Mu Feng twisted his body slightly, his breath flowed and instantly immersed himself in that mysterious artistic conception, and finally he once again had a trace of indifference and reason in the face of the stone.

The wooden knife in his hand swung out with a yellow halo, like a remnant sun that had not faded gold, and lightning appeared and slashed at the man's wrist.

The man's fist spread out and turned into a palm, and the palm of the hand changed to meet the blade, and when the blade approached, the man's palm flipped to meet the blade's palm, turning into a chase for the back of the knife.

Mu Feng just wanted to change his move, the man's palm closed, and several smart fingers poked out, a snake-like knife, which was directly caught seven inches, and the knife took root between the man's fingers.

Then a wild force followed. Mu Feng's body jumped forward uncontrollably, and the man's hand turned over and directly swung out seven or eight punches, "Bang Bang Bang..."Mu Feng had no intention of abandoning the knife, so he had to carry it hard with one move, and his entire left hand was numb, as if he had been crushed.

Mu Feng released the handle of the knife with his right hand, and turned his palm into a knife, drawing a mysterious real slash towards the elbow of his right hand when the man closed his fist. "Bang" Mu Feng felt as if the hand knife had been slashed into a piece of pig iron. He twisted his left hand and swept the wooden knife, snatching it back the moment the man's elbow was struck. With a knife in hand, Mu Feng also has a trace of confrontation confidence in his heart. "Who are you?" Mu Feng asked, having some thoughts about delaying time, and the energy channel in his body opened widely, recovering his physical strength.

But that person didn't follow the rules of the rivers and lakes as Mu Feng imagined. It's more like a killer with one hit, and his huge body is like the most top-notch ballet dancer, quickly drawing a graceful arc, squeezing away with a hint of brutal horizontal pastoral knife momentum.

Mu Feng tightened his mind, and all kinds of things he had learned before were crossed in his heart. The wooden knife of the hand knife slashed at the man's throat like a yellow streamer. If you want to cut someone, you must be faster than others, and if you want to cut someone, you must be more powerful than others.

Mu Feng's knife is like injecting his own will, and he is indomitable. The action of swinging the knife was with concentration and reverence, and the knife was like something else in front of him, and the knife came out, as if it had sucked away his soul. At this time, the knife has a soul possession, with a hint of life.

The man met the hand of the blade and walked away.

Mu Feng's knife, like electricity, fire, light, and wind, slipped away from between the man's fingers.

There was a hint of surprise in the man's eyes, he didn't expect Mu Feng to deduce such a lightning-fast knife, and he could blur the distance under the knife, so that he couldn't find a chance to retreat.

"When"

The moment the blade touched the body, the man successfully blocked Mu Feng's killing knife. Although he couldn't lock on to the knife, he could judge the final position of the knife based on experience." Bang" Shepherd Feng took five or six steps back, but the man took a step back.

A trace of blood finally gushed out from the corner of Mu Feng's mouth, "Brother Jack, you want to beat me to death" Mu Feng had to speak, he couldn't withstand another round of collisions, and the style of that knife hollowed out all his strength.

The big man tore off the black cloth on his face, "It's good, Mu Feng, it can support it until now"

"It's comparable to a few years of work for others"

Mu Feng covered his heart, "I'm fighting hard", "You don't have the slightest idea of mercy for your subordinates"

At this time, a voice came out, "Wrong, if he really wanted to kill you, you would have turned into a corpse earlier" The hammer walked out of the dark with a hint of Yan Xiao.

Mu Feng nodded

"Your alertness is too poor, and people are too lazy", "This thing is originally sailing against the current", "Before you reach a little tolerance, this hard training is still the only way to improve"

Mu Feng didn't expect to be hit by the hammer to point out his shortcomings, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

The jack was also inserted, and he, as the one who shot directly, had the right to speak

"Mu Feng, pay attention to the enemy when you are fighting, then you must be decisive when you shoot, since you fight, there is no room for hesitation"

"You seemed to recognize me at the last blow, and there was obviously some strength left in your hands."

"I know if I have at least two chances to kill you if I don't know this gap"

Mu Feng nodded.

At this time, the hammer stepped forward and added, "Now is an extraordinary time, and we will shoot at you anytime, anywhere."

"We may still have some measure, but the gong wire knife, and the butter gun are ruthless, and the other is a long-range attack, if you don't want to be seriously injured, you have to keep one eye open even when you sleep" In other words, minor injuries are inevitable.

Mu Feng's face instantly turned into a bitter melon, and he was stared at by this group of perverts, and his hellish life came again.

Mu Feng quietly communicated the mysterious existence in his body, and a stream of flow extended to his arm, and the damage to his arm just now was healed.

Mu Feng smiled lightly, "I have this plug-in, as long as I don't die, I will have a chance to turn over"

The cowardice and suppressed self-confidence in Mu Feng's character finally began to slowly recover.

Mu Feng drilled back into the house, turned out the experience of the battle just now, and summed up the gains and losses....