Ji Xuefeng looked like a bamboo in his chest, he looked at An Tianwei with a smile, waiting for An Tianwei's answer.

"What if you don't give it?" An Tianwei said.

"It doesn't matter if you don't give me face, but if you don't give face to your old comrade-in-arms, I'm afraid it won't be justified. Moreover, you, an old comrade-in-arms, I'm afraid I won't agree. Ji Xuefeng pointed to Huang Kuiwen with a stiff face.

Huang Kuiwen took a step forward and nodded heavily at An Tianwei, his expression still indifferent.

An Tianwei's gaze fell on Huang Kuiwen's face, and after a while, it turned to Ji Xuefeng's face, and finally, it was fixed on Hu Gaoyi's face.

After a circle, he finally stared at Hu Gaoyi, and Hu Gaoyi was numb again.

"How are you going to stop me?" An Tianwei stared at Hu Gaoyi, but everyone knew that he was asking Huang Kuiwen.

"If I fall, you'll take him."

"Does it have to be like this?"

"It has to be this way!"

Between the two of them asking and answering, the air conditioning was calm. Out of thin air, even Ji Xuefeng felt that the temperature in the room seemed to drop by several degrees.

However, at this time, Ji Xuefeng really felt happy in his heart.

What kind of stories like cannibalism make people the happiest. In particular, this pair of best friends are both elite characters, and this kind of manipulation of the fate of elite characters can especially give people a sense of achievement.

Ji Xuefeng looked at the confrontation between Huang Kuiwen and An Tianwei with a satisfied expression. also deliberately moved sideways, freeing up more space for these two people to do it.

As for Hu Gaoyi, for Ji Xuefeng, in fact, he doesn't care about the life and death of the second ancestor like this.

This second ancestor was forced to come in by Ye Minglong, and it didn't have much to do with him, if something really happened, it was all Ye Minglong's business, and he could push it all away.

An Tianwei turned his face and looked at Huang Kuiwen: "Kuiwen, you say, when did you win against me?" ”

Huang Kuiwen shook his head and said, "No! ”

"Even so, you're still going to stop?"

"Yes!"

An Tianwei stood reflexively and faced Huang Kuiwen head-on. His hands drooped naturally, he closed his eyes slightly, and took a deep breath.

When his eyes opened again, the sharpness of the eyes that burst out was several times sharper than before, and the gaze shot out of those eyes seemed to be two sharp military daggers.

"Come on!" An Tianwei said coldly.

This is a duel between a pair of comrades.

The room is small and there is not much room to move around. But for the duo, it's enough.

Huang Kuiwen stopped talking, leaned forward, exerted force on the soles of his back feet, and with a low shout, his body was like a pressed spring being violently released, rushing towards An Tianwei.

He didn't know when he was holding a military dagger in the palm of his hand, which was clasped by his backhand, and he couldn't see it at all with normal vision.

In the process of rushing forward, the military dagger held by the backhand was flipped over, and when it approached An Tianwei's body, a cold light flashed.

Ji Xuefeng, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't expect Huang Kuiwen to directly make such a ruthless move. It's not all said that the friendship between comrades-in-arms is very precious, how can you feel that Huang Kuiwen really has a grudge against An Tianwei.

This is a desperate posture, how does it feel a little unreal?

The military dagger was close to the body, An Tianwei didn't seem to expect a military dagger to suddenly appear in Huang Kuiwen's palm, but his body reaction had already exceeded his thinking, and the side of his body let go of the military dagger that stabbed straight into the lower abdomen, and followed with a backhand, wanting to cut Huang Kuiwen's wrist.

As long as this qiē is cut, the military dagger in Huang Kuiwen's hand will inevitably be taken off.

But Huang Kuiwen is a mediocre hand, and at the same time as An Tianwei turned sideways, he had already guessed that An Tianwei might cut his wrist next. As soon as the blow missed, he bent his outstretched arm forward, and then lifted it up, and the forward stab turned into an upward pick.

"Puff ......"

An Tianwei's sleeve was cut open by the military dagger, revealing the sleeve of his shirt inside. Similarly, the sleeves of his shirt were also cut open by the military dagger, and An Tianwei had another shallow wound on his arm.

Bright red blood gushed out from the slit that had been cut open by the military dagger.

In fact, the wound is not deep, but from the appearance, the visual impact of the gushing blood is still quite large.

The two of them closed at the touch of a button, and they separated themselves.

It's just that the positions of each other have been reversed, An Tianwei stood in the position of Huang Kuiwen just now, and Huang Kuiwen stood in the position where An Tianwei stood just now.

Shaking his arm, An Tianwei dipped his fingers in the blood on his arm and put it in his mouth. The sharpness of the eyes is even greater.

Huang Kuiwen played with a knife flower with a dagger in his hand, held it tightly again, and bowed to greet him, on guard to the extreme.

An Tianwei did not attack immediately, but slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

The sleeves have been cut by Huang Kuiwen, loose like ancient official sleeves, and the pieces of cloth have fallen down. An Tianwei took off his shirt, and then tore the sleeves of Huang Kuiwen's shirt, and there was a sound of the cloth cracking, and the sleeves were directly torn off by An Tianwei.

Wrap the wound a few times with the sleeve as gauze, bite one end with his mouth, and pull the other end in his hand, and use force on each other to bandage the wound very tightly.

"Not bad, a little bit of progress! But that's not enough! An Tianweikong squeezed his fist a few times.

Huang Kuiwen, who was hunched and holding a military dagger, was on guard, and said in a low voice: "Just try it." ”

An Tianwei crossed his fists in front of his chest and said, "Let you make three moves." That was the first trick just now! Come on, let me see, why do you dare to go head-to-head with me! ”

Huang Kuiwen seemed to be stimulated by An Tianwei's words, and a low roar came out of his throat.

With the roar, Huang Kuiwen's body bounced up again.

"Cross Slash!" Huang Kuiwen roared.

The cross chop is Huang Kuiwen's own unique skill, because the knife is extremely fast, and the vertical chop is completed when the rhyme of the horizontal chop has not completely disappeared. The two swords overlapped each other, as if a cross with a misty brilliance appeared in front of An Tianwei.

The length of the cross is one foot from An Tianwei's left and right shoulders.

The length of the vertical chop is exactly three inches from the top of An Tianwei's head to the abdomen.

This is a real killer knife, not to mention An Tianwei's feelings, even Ji Xuefeng and Hu Gaoyi, who are spectators, are also discolored in the face of such a stunt.

The cold air on the blade was cold, which was obviously because it had already brought a murderous aura.

The second ancestor like Hu Gaoyi didn't know the murderous aura, but Ji Xuefeng knew! Although Ji Xuefeng does not practice martial arts, he has a lot of research on martial arts. He knew that this layer of cold aura was the only way for Huang Kuiwen to put the murderous aura on the military dagger to achieve such an effect.

"This trick will work on others, against me, no!" An Tianwei said.

As he spoke, his legs split sharply, stretching out on the ground in a pretty standard "one" shape. The upper body is tilted back synchronously, and the back of the head can touch the heel of the leg.

The flat body not only dodged Huang Kuiwen's cross slash. And there was still room for the cross to be a few inches away from his body.

After the cross slashed, An Tianwei supported the ground with one hand, twisted his waist with force, his body rose in the air, and he stood firmly when he landed. It is the commonly used "oolong strand".

This set of movements is actually not divided, from splitting the legs to standing again, in one go, like walking together.

By the time An Tianwei stood up, Huang Kuiwen's knife momentum was old.

"Second move!" An Tianwei hooked his index finger at Huang Kuiwen.

Ji Xuefeng and Hu Gaoyi were dumbfounded. Hu Gaoyi blurted out: "Damn, acrobatics." Immediately realizing that he had lost his words, he quickly covered his mouth with the palm of his hand, and carefully observed An Tianwei's reaction.

Seeing that An Tianwei didn't even look at him, Hu Gaoyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Ji Xuefeng's eyes lit up, and at the same time he was thoughtful.

Huang Kuiwen, who was provoked, did not immediately attack again, but walked slowly around An Tianwei with a bow, walking slowly step by step.

An Tianwei stood still, and at the same time, he held his palms like knives, sticking to the sides of his legs, his head slightly raised, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his breathing adjusted to a very even state.

The rhythm between exhalation and inhalation is orderly, and An Tianwei's whole person gradually relaxes and relaxes again.

At this time, he didn't seem to be fighting, but more like he was contemplating some kind of martial arts.

Contrary to An Tianwei, Huang Kuiwen, who saw An Tianwei's state, not only did not relax, but the muscles in his body tightened, and the expression on his face became extremely solemn, and his moving steps became slower.

Huang Kuiwen's movements were all on tiptoe, and he landed silently. An Tianwei, who was relaxed all over, did not rotate with Huang Kuiwen's slow steps, just stood quietly, like a generation of heroes who had been isolated from the world.

Turning straight to An Tianwei's back, Huang Kuiwen's third knife did not strike. But what is very strange is that Huang Kuiwen's face is covered with large beads of sweat at this time, as if he was not moving just now, but has completed an extremely cruel physical training.

Feeling that his palms were a little slippery, General Huang Kuiwen changed his dagger to a different hand, wiped his free palm on his clothes, and wiped a handful of sweat on his hand.

An Tianwei put his back to Huang Kuiwen without any action.

At this point, his eyes were no longer slightly narrowed, but completely closed.

Only Huang Kuiwen could see that An Tianwei's ears were trembling gently.

Only Huang Kuiwen understands how dangerous An Tianwei is at this time. Take a look at the pair of palm knives on the outside of his legs, others don't know the power of those palm knives, but Huang Kuiwen doesn't know the stakes.

But the third knife, he had to come out. Because there is a Ji Xuefeng watching the game here.

It is said to be watching the battle, but in fact it is supervising the battle!

In the room, it became very quiet!

Even Hu Gaoyi didn't dare to come out, and covered his mouth tighter with his palm, for fear that he would accidentally make a sound and cause an unnecessary blow.

Ji Xuefeng maintained his thoughtful state, but his eyebrows were tightened.

He could feel that An Tianwei at this time was like a sharp blade hidden in a sheath. A burst of palpitating aura rippled from An Tianwei's body, which was a rich and incomparably murderous aura.

"Let's ......" A bead of sweat from Huang Kuiwen's chin slid down and fell to the floor, splashing in all directions, like a broken flower.

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