The two were in a stalemate, waiting for the moment when each other's flaws were revealed. No one dares to act rashly, one is the hidden golden knife of Suomen, and the other is a hundred slashing elites who fly alone. Dai Junchou and others in the distance saw the true face of the lightning marten for the first time, and the final explosion uncovered the mask of the lightning marten, and the face full of screw holes and knife marks made people shudder. Especially with a large piece of the nose bridge missing, there must be a story about a vicious war, and it is obvious that the protagonist of the story survived tenaciously. There is innate arrogance in the eyes of the lightning marten, he is a descendant of Liu Nineteen, he was born in a martial arts family, he is the killer king of solo flight, and he has proud capital.

Zang Feng always has a harmless baby face on his face, and he is always squinting and smiling. This is just a highly skilled disguise technique, the red blade is painted black by him, and he shrinks in his sleeve on weekdays, and it really lives up to the name of Zangfeng, such a person walking on the street, I'm afraid no one will think that he is the golden knife of Suomen. Zang Feng's hands are very clean and slender, not like the hands of swordsmen in the general impression. The hands of the swordsman are rough and knotted, the blood of the enemy is on the hilt, and he has to drink the strongest wine, sing the loudest songs, ride the most steeded horses, and marry the prettiest girls. It's a pity that Zang Feng is best at Zang Feng, his hands are delicate and soft, his knife is clean and extraordinary, he doesn't drink, he doesn't*, he is a killer, and what the killer wants is to be famous all over the world without a trace.

The two men were in a stalemate from the sun just westward to almost dusk. Zang Feng was waiting, and when he waited, his sword intent seemed to disappear, as if the person standing behind him was not a killer with a divine weapon but a passerby who walked by in a hurry, no one would care about the whereabouts of a stranger passerby, if the lightning marten was a little relaxed, his heart would definitely be firmly inserted into a Kunwu knife. The sunlight was no longer intense, and slowly turned reddish, and both of them squinted shallowly to prevent the sunlight from affecting their vision. The remnant sun finally sank completely from the shoulders of the lightning marten, leaving Zang Feng's chance to come!

At this moment, Zang Feng waited for an afternoon, his short stature, and stood behind the lightning marten, the two of them just stood facing west, so there was always a moment when he couldn't see the sun and the lightning marten had to face the sun. This is the moment you have been waiting for! It's this one detail that is fighting between the masters!

Zang Feng's knife has no murderous aura, no anger, there is no sound at the moment when Zang Feng kicks the ground and rushes forward, and there is no superfluous action The distance of ten steps is an instant, and the Kunwu knife has been pointed at the back of the lightning mink! The killer's knife has no routine, just the fastest, the most hated, and the most stable. At this moment, the competition is not a martial arts move, the competition between the killers has long forgotten the moves, every part of the body is a weapon, and returning to the most primitive survival instinct of human beings is the best move, because living is the killer's greatest wish.

The lightning marten was like an eye in the back of its head, and with the detection of the breath accurately, it accurately sealed the knife momentum of Zang Feng without a trace. He is also waiting, waiting for the other party to make the first move, only in this way can he be on the premise of not revealing flaws, "It turns out that your traceless knife can actually be turned into a two-handed knife." The Kunwu knife flipped over and over, firmly holding the traceless on the left and right hands, and the two people seemed to be fighting through the invisible air, and the danger between them could only be known when they were on the spot.

Kunwu is still visible after all, but Traceless has always been a legend, Zang Feng is now guarding seven out of ten moves, not that he is at a disadvantage, how long this invisible Traceless is, how profitable, how strong, is still unknown. Not to mention anything else, if this traceless knife is three feet, there is no need to compare with it, one inch is long and one inch is strong, this is an iron law. However, few people can take the internal force* out of the body too much, and according to Zang Feng's inference, the absence of traces must not be very long.

Zang Feng soon discovered an important detail, or a habit of the lightning marten, every time he intertwined his blades and made a sonorous sound, the lightning marten always shook his wrist intentionally or unintentionally, and then continued to attack. Is this just a habitual action, or is this the weakness of the Traceless Knife? Zang Feng decided to give it a try.

The lightning marten made an attack, leaving only three points to protect himself, but the Zang Feng in front of him didn't seem to be keen on attacking with himself, and his own movements slowed down unconsciously, after all, the attacking side always consumes more body, let alone maintain the traceless knife. However, his movements were just three points slower, and the offensive on the opposite side suddenly became fierce, attacking his lower abdomen three times in a row, the left-hand knife was not flexible enough after all, and he only had time to open Kunwu, and the right-hand knife hurriedly followed, and collided with Kunwu who attacked again!

"Open!" Zang Feng seemed to be desperate, this knife shook his own wrist with a faint pain, the staggered figures of the two people were slightly sluggish and quickly dispersed, a trace of doubt flashed on the face of the lightning mink, but Zang Feng found his own answer. Sure enough, his traceless is not indestructible, every time after the knife, according to the strength of my Kunwu, the traceless knife must be repaired and molded again, and the length of time is just proportional to my strength. That's the secret of your Traceless Knife. As for the length of the traceless knife, according to the lightning mink's movements, it should not exceed three inches, and his own kunwu is exactly one foot, and when the two stab each other, the lightning marten always returns first, which shows that he is not confident in his knife length. Based on the speed at that time, three inches should be the limit of his knife length, but the Traceless can change the size at will within three inches, which is also a trouble. Looks like you're going to have to plan it out.

"It's strange, when you faced the two of us just now, why didn't you see him use this traceless knife?" It was Ryoko who spoke, and now Doumu Hedgehog had recovered to normal under Jing Muqian's holy hands, although he couldn't move to hurt the enemy, he was still unharmed when he moved freely.

"His traceless knife should be made by the condensation of true qi, according to my inference, this person must have reached the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void, one level higher than you and me." "Well, it's advantageous, as soon as the two of us go up, we will attack, and the two of us will attack and defend at all, and he has no chance to condense into a knife. The smoke from the explosion just now gave him the best umbrella to give him a chance to sacrifice this without a trace. Ryoko watched the desperate battle between the two killers, "I wonder if the master of Somen has found any information now?" ”