"This ......" There were still a few smiling Maitreya subordinates hiding far away in the kitchen, and they were all looking at each other at this time, both afraid of Xiao Chen, who was as difficult to mess with as a demon, and did not dare to confess the smiling Maitreya, so they could only look left and right, pretending not to hear Xiao Chen's question just now.

However, Xiao Chen didn't plan to really ask anything, just now he sensed Pan Xianzong's attack with the divine sense of a cultivator, so he dodged away in time, but he just happened to see the dough on the ground, and he knew with his toes that it must have been done by the smiling Maitreya.

"You...... How did you get past it? That's impossible! Even if you are a Martial King of the Tenth Layer of Great Perfection, you can't dodge my flying knife, are you already at the level of Martial Venerable? Pan Xianzong looked at Xiao Chen in disbelief.

He only felt the figure in front of him flash just now, and then his flying knife missed, and he didn't see Xiao Chen's movements clearly at all, so he was horrified in his heart.

"What Martial King Wuzun? Are you here to make noodles? I can't even hold the guy who makes money by myself, so I flew out directly, and it seems that your craftsmanship is nothing more than that! Xiao Chen glared at Pan Xianzong dissatisfied, walked over with the dough, put it on the table in front of him, and beckoned unhurriedly: "Come on, come on, this Dashao will give you another chance, this time you can see it!" ”

"I'll shave your grandma's buttocks!" Pan Xianzong finally understood what Xiao Chen was saying this time, and suddenly felt that he had been greatly insulted, and he trembled with anger, and took out two flying knives from his clothes, and shot straight at Xiao Chen with a flick of his hand, one of which went straight to Xiao Chen's heart, and the other blocked Xiao Chen's retreat!

This move "Desperate Crazy Knife" is Pan Xianzong's specialty martial art, striking left and right, sealing all retreats. Very few people can dodge, even if the Martial King Dzogchen uses all his strength to barely dodge it by chance. There will also be a price to be paid for injury!

"Puff" came twice, and Xiao Chen didn't have time to dodge at all. I was stabbed in the chest and back with a throwing knife at the same time!

"Stinky boy, didn't you just have a hard mouth? How about now? It's not good to be stabbed by my throwing knife, isn't it? Pan Xianzong's face was happy, and he squinted his eyes and said triumphantly.

I saw that the flying knife had sunk deep into Xiao Chen's chest, almost so deep that it was handleless, but although he was seriously injured, Xiao Chen still stood with an unchanged face, and seemed to have no reaction.

Pan Xianzong laughed and said, "Don't be reckless! Sue you, my two Breaking Bad Demon Swords are covered in poison, don't look at how strong you can still rely on your demonic energy now. It won't be long before the venom will invade the internal organs, and you will wait for the seven orifices to bleed and die of pain! Hahahaha! ”

"Alas, it seems that not only are you very poor in your skills, but also in your eyes!" Xiao Chen shook his head, raised the dough in his hand and shook it in front of Pan Xianzong, and said helplessly: "Do you think that if you stick a knife on the dough, it is called a knife to cut noodles?" Just your technology. Dare to come out and offer ugliness? I am ashamed to say anything about special knife-cut noodles when I am an admirer! You'd better go back and practice for a few more years! ”

"What?!" Pan Xianzong only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the picture in front of him suddenly changed, only to see Xiao Chen holding the dough in his left hand. He was standing there leisurely, and the two flying knives he had just shot out were firmly stuck in the dough!

"This ......" Pan Xianzong opened his mouth wide. I was speechless and stunned for a while. Only then did he shout: "This is impossible! The flying knife has obviously been inserted into your body just now, how can it be...... Running to the dough? ”

"It's all said that you're old and dizzy. Why don't you believe it? Xiao Chen sighed, his left hand trembled slightly, and the two flying knives fell to the ground with a "bang".

Just now, he simply arranged an illusion, making Pan Xianzong think that he was shot by a flying knife, but in fact, he just caught the flying knife with dough!

"You fart!" Pan Xianzong's face was flushed, he turned his head angrily, and asked the smiling Maitreya who was hiding by the window: "How many of you! To tell me the truth, was Xiao Chen stabbed by a flying knife just now? Hurry up! Or I'll kill you!" ”

"Yes...... Is it......" Maitreya's men looked at each other, scratched their heads, and replied uncertainly.

In fact, what they saw just now was also the illusion of Xiao Chen being stabbed, but Xiao Chen was obviously standing there at this moment, jumping around unharmed! What the hell is going on?

"Okay, don't talk about calves, do you know how to do shaved noodles? With your garbage craft, even making noodles is a waste of materials, so let's die! Xiao Chen directly called the dough in his hand to Pan Xianzong's head!

"Ah!!h Before Pan Xianzong could react, he felt a flash of cold light, and two flying knives pierced his eyes in an instant!

Pan Xianzong only had time to scream, and then fell straight down, his face was miserable, and he couldn't breathe in a blink of an eye, and he didn't understand what happened until he died.

The smiling Maitreya was afraid of being accidentally injured by the flying knife again just now, so he deliberately moved closer and hid behind the door panel, but as soon as he probed, he saw the scene where two flying knives with dough disappeared into Pan Xianzong's brain!

He was immediately frightened stupid, originally thought that Pan Xianzong must be able to deal with Xiao Chen with ease, but he didn't expect to be played around by Xiao Chen, and finally lost his life! This Xiao Chen is simply terrifying!

"Noodles Maitreya, don't hide, hurry up and get in for Ben Dashao!" Xiao Chen patted the flour on his hand and yelled at the door.

"Yes, yes, what does Xiao Daxia command?" The smiling Maitreya was a spirit, and he didn't dare to hide, so he hurriedly ran in front of Xiao Chen, his legs kept swinging, and he looked humble.

"What the hell are you looking for? With this craft, haven't you seen him cut himself to death? Ben Dashao is still hungry! You're playing tricks on me, aren't you? Xiao Chen frowned, pointed at the smiling Maitreya's nose and scolded.

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" The smiling Maitreya broke out in a cold sweat and waved his hand again and again.

Looking at Pan Xianzong, who fell to the ground and couldn't die anymore, the smiling Maitreya couldn't help but secretly cry bitterly, what the hell is going on? He absolutely didn't believe that Pan Xianzong could really cut himself to death, but the facts are in front of him!

The scene he saw seemed to be as if Pan Xianzong was really cutting the dough with a knife, otherwise why was the dough still on the knife?

"Misunderstanding? Then you give Ben Dashao an explanation! Otherwise, hang you out of the living room window all day today! Xiao Chen said coldly.

When the smiling Maitreya thought of that scene, he suddenly shuddered, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a bitter face: "Xiao Daxia, this ...... I'm actually not familiar with this guy, but I know that he is your admirer! I knew he was so bad at shaving noodles, so I wouldn't let him do it! (To be continued......)