"Click!"

The big knife pole was split into two knots by the old man's knife, Zhou Chen hurriedly retreated, and the old man was reluctant, and Zhou Chen had to use the knife head in his hand to resist the knife in the old man's hand.

Between the sparks, a big hole was broken in Zhou Chen's chest, and the bright red blood suddenly overflowed, and when he looked down, Zhou Chen's heart was also stimulated.

"Kill!" Although the blade was interrupted, there was still an arm-length pole attached to the head of the blade on this side, so it changed from a large knife to a simple knife.

"Hey, hey, it's good to come." The old man's eyes stared at Zhou Chen, who was approaching him quickly, and the knife across his chest slashed at Zhou Chen's head.

Zhou Chen dodged the old man's knife, and then took the opportunity to take out the knife, the old man sneered, waved the knife back, and just pressed on the blade of the knife coming towards him, and the knife light shone and slashed towards Zhou Chen's neck.

"Whoa!"

The two knives were bitten together at one time, and Zhou Chen's foot kicked out towards the old man, but the instep was clicked by the old man's knife handle, and the painful Zhou Chen hurriedly retracted his foot, and the old man cut his foot in the shape of scissors towards Zhou Chen's lower plate.

"Let me go down." Zhou Chen shouted, and pressed down violently, and the back of the knife pressed on the old man's shoulder, which came too suddenly, so the old man fell to the ground all of a sudden.

And Zhou Chen seized the opportunity, the knife in his hand slashed out in a row, and the old man kept rolling on the ground, dodging the dust splashed by Zhou Chen's continuous chopping knives and hitting the two of them.

The old man stuck the knife in his hand on the ground, his hands pressed on the hilt, kneeling on one knee on the ground, the cloak on his head had fallen to the ground, the waist-length white silk was scattered on his shoulders, and a pair of eyes looked at Zhou Chen as if flashing with two ghost fires.

"Coming!" The old man shouted, the whole person jumped up from the ground, the knife was raised high in the air, condescending to slash down, Zhou Chen took a few steps back and put the big knife head in his hand across his chest, the two knives were bitten together at one time, Zhou Chen hit his feet and almost knelt on the ground.

"Open it for me!" Zhou Chen's face was flushed, the blood vessels in his neck seemed to burst, and he threw the old man out with a hard throw, the old man spun around a few times in the air, and then pointed his right foot on the wall, and pounced on Zhou Chen at one time.

"Bang dang!"

Although Zhou Chen caught the knife that the old man was swinging at once, the knife in his hand could no longer bear it, and it was broken into two sections and fell to the ground at once.

The blade went down, and Zhou Chen flashed to the side, although he dodged the fatal knife, but the right hand was still cut off a piece of meat, and even the bones inside could be seen.

"Take the knife!" Zhou Xiaotian suddenly shouted, came out of the room, and threw out an unsheathed Tang knife at Zhou Chen, the blade of which was constantly rotating in the air.

The old man took the knife in his hand and swung it towards the Tang knife flying in the air, trying to fly, while Zhou Chen jumped high with both feet and caught the handle of the knife, and slashed towards the old man.

It happened suddenly, the old man didn't expect that Zhou Chen would actually go out with a knife at this moment, didn't he know that his feet were exposed in front of me?

The old man cut towards Zhou Chen's feet, Zhou Chen seemed to have expected it, his feet actually held the knife at once, and then with a strong turn in the air, the knife in the old man's hand was actually thrown out and nailed to the wall.

"Do you want to fight?" Zhou Chen landed, the Tang knife in his hand was already on the old man's neck, the old man looked at the empty hands with a shocked face, and then lowered his head and said with a lonely face: "I lost." ”

"Hehe, in that case, then I'll send you on your way." Zhou Chen was about to swing a knife to cut the old man's throat as he spoke, but at this time, Zhou Xiaotian, who was standing behind, suddenly raised his right hand and said loudly: "Stop!" ”

After speaking, the person had already come to Zhou Chen's side, grabbed Zhou Chen's hand holding the knife, and said, "This person can't be killed." ”

"Why?" Zhou Chen looked at Zhou Xiaotian sideways, a little confused.

"Hehe, this person has a lot of background." Zhou Xiaotian said with a smile: "This person is a generation of sword wizards who are known as millions of disciples, do you say that what I said is right, Mr. Wu Shixun of the Ghost Knife." ”

"Haha, there is no ghost knife in the world, did you let the wrong person?" Wu Shixun laughed miserably: "Now, even a junior kid can't beat him, how can he be called a ghost knife?" ”

"Hehe, it has always been rumored that the ghost knife is an extremely jealous person, and he can't see others who are better than him, and he really deserves his reputation when I see it today." Zhou Xiaotian doesn't understand this kind of person very much, obviously a lot of age, is it interesting for you to still play these tricks?

It is said that the fist is afraid of being less strong, does this person still want to go against the sky?

"Yes, I have lived in jealousy all my life, and ten years ago I heard that there was a man who was extremely powerful in using a knife and claimed to be the best in the world, so he beheaded this person at home on the eve of the Spring Festival." Wu Shixun seemed to tell a story, and said: "Six years ago, there was another number one in the north who claimed to be superbly skilled with a knife, and he was known as the king of swords, so he came to the door to propose a martial arts competition, but I didn't expect that person to be in the first round, I cut off his arm. ”

"Three years ago, someone in the south was called the King of the Southern Sword, and the person who came to the door was shocked and published in the newspaper for several days, but since he dared to be called the King of the Sword, he looked for him for nearly half a year and finally found the martial arts hall he opened in a small county, and cut off his head in front of many disciples and burned his martial arts hall." When he said this, Wu Shixun suddenly stared at Zhou Chen and said: "This year, I heard that there was a great person in Jinhai, and Zi Haoran, the former chief of the green forest, died at his hands, so he came to visit and unexpectedly failed miserably!" ”

After speaking, he took out a short knife from his waist and was about to wipe it towards his neck, Zhou Chen originally wanted to knock the short knife in his hand away, but was stopped by Zhou Xiaotian.

When Wu Shixun's knife slashed through his own neck, he actually had a smile on his face, and the bright red blood kept dripping out, and soon his chest was wet with blood, and then his foot stumbled to the ground, and in an instant, a large pool of blood red appeared on the grass.

"Why is that?" Zhou Chen looked at his grandfather Zhou Xiaotian with great curiosity.

"This person is already crazy, if you don't let him die now, you will kill yourself if you leave him later." Zhou Xiaotian pointed to Wu Shixun's corpse on the ground and said, "He's a martial madman, don't you see it?" ”

Zhou Chen grinned and nodded, and asked Lao Hong, who was standing not far away, to get medicine to bandage himself, what this person said just now was undoubtedly his last words.

He chose those who were called masters of using knives to compete, and the first few people probably didn't expect that they would die because of a nickname given to them by others.

The King of Knives, or the first person to use a knife, this is what he cares about, and the reason why he killed those people is actually to prove that he is much more powerful than those people.

That is, in disguise, he is proving that he is the real king of the sword, and he doesn't know where he heard Zhou Chen's name, so he came over.

In the end, he failed miserably, and he couldn't accept this fact, so he committed suicide.

Wu Shixun died, and it didn't attract much attention, but the police station sent someone over to take a look and determine that this person was the murderer Wu Shixun, who was wanted by the Ministry of Public Security, and took a few photos and ignored this matter.

Zhou Chen asked Master Hong to be responsible for burying him, and on the day of the burial, he went to a trip in person, and met a person who claimed to be the son of Wu Shixun at the ceremony, who gave people a very refined feeling in his thirties, and his name was Wu Chang.

He is really long, a head taller than Zhou Chen's 188 height, and there is no sadness on his face, but a little more joy, blocking Zhou Chen's way, and saying: "Mr. Zhou, are you responsible for my father's death?" ”

Zhou Chen listened to his words and knew why this person came.

"What does your father's suicide have to do with me?" Zhou Chenhuan looked at the Wu Chang in front of him interestingly, he didn't want to transport the body back to his hometown when he died, and when others really couldn't see that there was a family to take over the burial, he jumped out and wanted to use this way to get money.

"Who knows? Anyway, my dad died in your house, and you have to be responsible. Wu Chang suddenly changed his words and said, "As long as you fight with me." ”

Belch!

The black line on Zhou Chen's head, isn't this product planning to use the fact that his son died in his own house to get a financial request?

What is the rhythm of a fight? Could it be that his son is also a martial madman, if that's the case, then it's really a tiger father without a dog.

"Look at the punch!" Wu Chang kicked the ground violently, the clothes on his body were shattered at once, and the bulging muscles on his body could actually reflect under the sun's rays, and he made a vigilant posture, with one foot in front and one foot behind, and hit his right fist towards Zhou Chen.

From the footprints on the ground, it could be seen that his strength was from his feet to his waist and then to his arms, and he came towards Zhou Chen's face door with a rapid rotational force.

"Humph!" Zhou Chen snorted coldly, blocked Wu Chang's fist with his left hand, and punched quickly, but Wu Chang's reaction speed was extremely fast, and at the moment when Zhou Chen stopped his fist, his right foot kicked towards Zhou Chen's knee.

This guy actually popped up a dagger with cold light on the tip of his shoe, and Zhou Chen suddenly stepped into a Siping big horse, and his right fist turned into a palm, quickly slashing like Wu Chang's knee.

Wu Chang knew that it was not good, so he hurriedly retracted his legs and took a step back, and came to the range of Zhou Chen's attack, looked at Zhou Chen with a pair of solemn eyes, and said: "It's really powerful, then don't blame us for fighting more and less." ”

With his words, a few people flew out from the side of the road and surrounded Zhou Chen, the most eye-catching of which was an old woman with a cane, the crutches in her hand were a head taller than her, and the dragon head on it seemed to be going to choose people to eat, and a pair of dragon eyes reflected the light under the sun.

As soon as you look at it, it's definitely a good baby.

The other people, three men and four women, each carried a thick-backed big knife in their hands, and the cold light on the blades showed that these knives were extremely sharp, and all of them had cold eyes.

This side has already attracted the attention of some other people, and they are all standing there from a distance and pointing at this side, and someone said: "Is this a movie?" Or what? ”

Another humane: "Ouch, my mother-in-law, alas, is this the legendary land, where martial arts masters can't compete?" ”

There is also humanity: "Stupid, this is simply revenge."

"Mr. Zhou, my old man, since you were defeated, then our whole family came to you to take revenge, do you say this should be?" The crutches in the old woman's hand were suddenly smashed into Zhou Chen's head by her wheels.

And those knives also slashed towards Zhou Chen in an instant.