Nawu Daiichiro didn't care about it, his face was already pale, but he still had a cruel smile, his eyes stared straight at Wu Lai, flashing with bloodthirsty light, and let the sword penetrate deep into his chest, and the demonic red light became more and more intense, shooting out from Nabu Daiichiro's chest and abdomen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing this, Wu Lai suddenly secretly said that it was not good, knowing that this was not a way at all, he stomped on the ground, his body rose three feet, and the kitchen knife slashed out, but this time it was towards Nawu Daiichiro's head.

Wu Daiichiro laughed cruelly, did not dodge, did not draw out the knife, but stretched out his left hand and blocked it in the air, and he actually wanted to use his arm to block Wu Lai's kitchen knife.

Wu Lai snorted coldly, his arm was forced, the kitchen knife increased his strength violently, and with the force of the whole body falling, the kitchen knife slashed into the arm of Nawu Daiichiro!

"Poof!"

The kitchen knife in Wu Lai's hand was really sharp, only a muffled sound of a knife cutting meat was heard, and half of Wu Daichiro's arm was suddenly cut off, and it fell to the ground with a "plop", and Wu Lai played a knife and stood with the knife!

However, Wu Daiichiro, who had a broken arm, howled in a low voice, and did not make any further movements, still leaving the sword in his chest and abdomen, letting the knife continue to absorb his own blood, and staring at Wu Lai tightly with a pair of eyes like a dead man.

What's even more strange is that there is no trace of blood flowing out of Wu Daiichiro's broken arm, but Bai Sensen's bones are exposed, which is very weird!

And Wu Lai looked down at the arm that was cut off by himself, and his heart was even more shocked, and there was no blood flowing out of the broken arm, as if it was half a dead wood.

Seeing this situation on the stage, Nahobe Naoko immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in the chair, looking very relaxed, while Wu Dasaburo on the side had a very strange expression, a little sad and a little lonely.

Zhao Duoxiong, Huang Mao and others here also saw that the situation was a little bad, and Cheng Hongfang bit her lower lip tightly and stared at the field tightly, ready to rush to the ring as soon as she saw that the situation on the field was wrong.

Niu Yishan's eyebrows were almost tangled together, and his expression was no longer as calm and indifferent as before, but Niu Ershan seemed to be relieved, with a smile on his chubby face, and he picked up the teacup in front of him with relish, shaking his fat head and tasting the tea.

"Not good!" Wu Lai's feeling on the stage was the strongest, he felt that the other party's vitality was passing rapidly, but the sword was vibrating more and more intensely, and the red light was becoming more and more abundant, and a strong sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

And the next situation was even more bizarre, that Wu Daiichiro's short and fat body began to shrink gradually, as if the flesh and blood of his body had been sucked away, and after a while, there was only a skinny skeleton left, only the eyes like dead fish eyes, still staring at Wu Lai, but it was like a dead man, without any life.

Immediately afterwards, the sword inserted in Takeshiichiro's chest and abdomen trembled violently, followed by a sharp long roar, followed by a red light, and it actually flew out of Takeshiichiro's hand, and he was suspended in the air.

And at the moment when the sword flew up, Wu Daiichiro's entire shrunken body finally collapsed to the ground softly, and there was no sound at all.

There was an uproar in the audience, I don't know what happened, that Takeshi Daiichiro was killed by his own Japanese knife like this, could it be that the kitchen knife gang won like this?

Niu Ershan put down the teacup in his hand and said lightly: "The kitchen knife gang lost, and this kid is also in trouble!" ”

Niu Yishan just glanced at his brother deeply and did not speak.

Zhao Duoxiong and the others were still nervous, of course they could see that Wu Lai's opponent at this time was no longer Wu Daichiro, but the sword hanging in the air.

Where has Wu Lai seen such a strange situation, a Japanese knife seems to have a sense, it can be suspended in mid-air alone, and the tip of the knife is facing him, it is obvious that although Wu Daiichiro has died of anger, but I am afraid that this battle of his own has just really begun!

Sure enough, the Japanese knife trembled slightly in the air, and shot towards Wu Lai, Wu Lai did not dare to hesitate, and the kitchen knife in his hand suddenly waved, and blocked the Japanese knife.

"Ding!"

The kitchen knife and the Japanese knife collided together!

"Dangchang!"

The blade of the thick kitchen knife is broken in two, and it falls to the ground!

Wu Lai withdrew and saw that there was only half of the kitchen knife in his hand left, and he was immediately shocked, but he didn't care about sighing, the knife was already flying towards him again, slashing at his neck!

Wu Lai threw away the kitchen knife in his hand, regardless of his demeanor, lowered his head, rolled on the spot with a lazy donkey, dodged this move, and his body was already rolling towards the other side of the ring.

The sword was swirling in the air, and it followed Wu Lai, and it was in hot pursuit.

Wu Lai tried his best to dodge, for a while there was no way to take the knife, fortunately, his body after Shennong Ding's bone washing, the flexibility of the body has increased greatly, that is, the skin has become much tougher, although the knife is chasing hard, but it doesn't seem to be as flexible as someone to operate, especially when turning, the speed often slows down a lot, which makes Wu Lai a little embarrassed, but for a while it can still be supported.

But the straight-line speed, Wu Lai is far inferior to the knife, although he avoided the vital point, but the thighs, arms and other places are still cut by the knife, the pain is hot, and the strange thing is that as soon as the blood on his wound touches the knife, it does not enter the blade, and the knife seems to be more excited, and the speed is getting faster and faster.

Wu Lai understands that this knife is only afraid that it is nourished by blood, the more blood it sucks, the more powerful it is, but he has no choice but to run for his life for the time being, and the wounds on his body are more and more, and within a few minutes, he became a bloody man, fortunately, there are no fatal wounds, but there is too much blood, and his head begins to be a little dizzy, and the speed is a little slower than just now.

However, the sword became more and more excited as it absorbed Wu Lai's blood, and constantly made a "buzzing" vibration sound in the air, chasing after Wu Lai.

Looking at Wu Lai, who was covered in blood, Cheng Hongfang finally couldn't sit still, and was about to walk towards the ring.

"This girl stays!" Seeing this, Niu Ershan snorted coldly with a gloomy face!

Cheng Hongfang didn't care about it, and was about to rush to the stage, but Niu Ershan's body swayed, but his fat body was very dexterous, and he actually slammed it over, stopped in front of Cheng Hongfang, and said coldly: "If the girl wants to go on stage, it will be a violation of the rules of the ring, and the old man will announce that the kitchen knife gang has lost!" ”

Cheng Hongfang suddenly became angry, pointed at Niu Ershan and asked, "Senior Niu, are you still a Chinese?" Why do you turn your elbows outward? ”

Niu Ershan's face no longer had the gentle smile he had before, but his face became even more indifferent than his eldest brother Niu Yishan, and he said lightly: "The old man is naturally a Chinese, but the old man can't take sides just because he is a Chinese, the old man is helping or not helping relatives!" ”

"It's a good helper, but it's not helpful! Do you know who this girl is? Cheng Hongfang was extremely angry and pointed to Niu Ershan.

The fat on Niu Ershan's face twitched, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph! What this girl used just now should be the dazzling seal of the Cheng family in Yunzhou, and it should be the disciple of the Cheng family, but even if the Cheng family is powerful, she can't be unreasonable! ”

"You ......" Cheng Hongfang was speechless about the unreasonable entanglement of this old man, and she didn't say much, and she was about to start fighting!

Wu Lai was on the stage, he didn't know when he was holding a jasper gourd in his hand, while avoiding the pursuit of the Japanese knife in the ring, but he didn't forget to open the gourd to drink water, and at this time, he was running away with his life, while shouting loudly to Cheng Hongfang: "Sister Fang, don't do anything with that old thing, I can still withstand it, it's just a broken knife, see how I break it into pieces!" ”

Cheng Hongfang looked towards the stage when she heard this, but saw that Wu Lai seemed to be in a much better state than before, her heart was slightly lowered, and she glared at Niu Ershan and snorted angrily, then she stomped her feet and turned back to her chair angrily!

"Humph! Dongying's stunt blood-devouring god, how can a stinky boy with great light and strength be able to deal with it? Niu Ershan looked at Cheng Hongfang's back, muttering to himself, with a sneering look in his eyes, in his opinion, that kid named Wu Lai was already dead!

Niu Ershan returned to his position and was about to talk to Niu Yishan, but when he saw Niu Yishan's gloomy face, he didn't look at himself at all, but stared at the field tightly, feeling bored, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, smiled coldly, and drank tea by himself.

And Wu Lai on the field was indeed in a better situation, he already felt a little powerless, and suddenly remembered the Shennong Ding on his body, so he took the time to take out a few sips, and suddenly felt that the strength of his body was back, so he cheered up and continued to run, while thinking about how to deal with the sword.

And the sword became more and more violent, the wooden planks on the ring were split up a lot, scattered horizontally and vertically, and the iron chains around the ring were also broken a few times, and everyone in the audience was a little stunned, and the weapons that could fly in the air to chase and kill people by themselves were the first time they had seen them in their lives.

"Huh? Could it be that this little devil has reached this level of technological development, and can actually install an automatic navigation system for the sword? Huang Mao glared and muttered to himself in confusion.

"If you don't understand the fart, don't talk nonsense, where is this navigation system, it's clearly the evil skill of the little devil! I can only see black dog blood! Zhao Duoxiong slapped the back of Huang Mao's head and said angrily.

Cheng Hongfang listened to the conversation between the two, and couldn't help but roll her eyes for a while, feeling that she was really speechless for these two living treasures!