Zhang Yang and the others, who were onlookers, didn't even dare to speak out, and watched the situation in the field intently. Feng Bo was even thinking: "If it were me, if I couldn't dodge this knife, how could I minimize the damage, turn to attack the opponent, and change to passive as the main power map, killing with one blow"

Xiao Hai's heart "banged" and jumped: "It turns out that the strength of me and other Dharma protectors is so different, it's a pity that I have been the king and hegemon in the county for so many years." It's really a frog at the bottom of the well, and Yelang is arrogant, but he didn't know that there was such a powerful master in Xinxiang City. Only Brother Chao can fight with them."

Zhou Ming avoided this knife in a thrilling way, and used the move of "four or two thousand catties" to unload Cai Zhiyong's strength. Cai Zhiyong felt more and more evil, a knife was swung out one after another, chopped out, slashed out, stabbed out, one knife was more fierce than the other, one knife was more fierce than the other, one knife was more domineering than the other, and dozens of knives were cut out in an instant, each knife was the usual trick of the low-level gangsters, but no one dared to despise it.

Because Cai Zhiyong represents the pinnacle of civilian fighting, he really fights the world with one punch and one kick

Cai Zhiyong perfectly interprets the phrase "no matter how ordinary the move is, it has infinite power from a real master".

This battle has stimulated all of Cai Zhiyong's potential, even he feels it. In this life, there will probably not be such a peak state Zhou Ming is waiting for him, dealing with Cai Zhiyong's every move in a regular manner, facing his stormy attacks, constantly using the technique of "four or two thousand catties", and turning his fierce strength into invisibility again and again.

On the surface, Zhou Ming is still in a posture of "defending", only he knows that he has not yet used all his strength, because he still has concerns, so he is still waiting

According to the progress of time, Gan Lei and others have attacked "BB" KV, but I don't know if they can meet Zhang Yujie smoothly, whether they can bring the news to him smoothly, and whether Zhang Yujie can come in the end

"Don't get distracted," Cai Zhiyong suddenly burst out with a wild roar.

Zhou Ming woke up suddenly, only to see a white light light above his head. The machete has whizzed. He was not in a hurry, and pushed his palms to Cai Zhiyong's wrist to "melt". Cai Zhiyong snorted, and his right leg was already kicked into Zhou Ming's lower abdomen unconsciously.

Only then did Zhou Ming know that his strategy of "striking the east and attacking the west" was too late to push out the force of his palms to remove the strength on his legs, so he instinctively raised his legs to counter them, and then preemptively kicked Cai Zhiyong's lower abdomen.

Compared with the speed, Zhou Ming is not a grade faster than Cai Zhiyong, between the lightning and flint, Cai Zhiyong has let out a muffled roar, and the whole person fell backwards, and his bones rolled several times. Cai Zhiyong got up in embarrassment, but the sharp pain in his abdomen made his body stumble again.

The flamboyant face is hard to look at. It is a color of iron blue. Feng Bo suddenly rushed out, and threw out a sentence in his mouth: "Shameful" has already held a wide chopping knife towards Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming "Oh" took two steps back, he found that Feng Bo's knife was not fast, and even a little slow, but it had the power of opening mountains and cracking stones, so that he had to avoid it temporarily.

The horse chopping knife slashed through the air, and Zhou Ming still paid close attention to the whereabouts of the knife, because it was not uncommon for a master like Feng Bo to change his moves halfway. Who knows that the saber castration will not change. Still falling straight down, the "boom" fell to the ground, the solid marble floor was blasted open, the gravel burst out, and fine smoke and dust rose into the air.

Zhou Ming was taken aback, and he didn't know Feng Bo's intentions by doing this. The corner of Feng Bo's mouth smeared a wicked smile, put the horse chopping knife back horizontally, gently touched the back of the knife with his left hand, and said coldly: "The horse chopping knife is swung out, even I can't control it."

Zhou Ming was even more confused, as the owner of the knife, how could he not control the sound of the knife "buzzing", the chopping knife was swung again, obviously it was slow, but it was able to make the sound when the blade cut through the air, and slashed towards Zhou Ming's chest instinctively told Zhou Ming that if he was hit by this knife, his body would instantly turn in half

A dangerous atmosphere enveloped Zhou Ming's surroundings, and he found that no matter whether he dodged left, dodged right, or retreated, he seemed to be unable to get out of this atmosphere. It was like a dark cloud enveloping the earth, and Zhou Ming's heart was also clouded, this was the first time he had this feeling since he entered this martial arts training hall

The epey has no edge

No matter how you look at it, the clumsy horse chopping knife can exert this kind of power, and it is worthy of being the head of the four protectors of the Heavenly Xing Society.

Zhou Ming retreated, but the wide horse chopping knife followed unhurriedly, always three inches away from his chest. Zhou Ming wanted to repeat the old trick of "four or two dialing a thousand catties", but the horse chopping knife was too wide, and he couldn't "push" Feng Bo's wrist for a while.

Zhou Ming only kept retreating.

If it was Cai Zhiyong, he would have made seventeen moves in this time, but Feng Bo still made this move.

This trick is not yet done

It seems that if you don't cut Zhou Ming, this trick will be endless; If you don't cut Zhou Ming, this knife will never be chopped.

Zhou Ming's eyes didn't blink, staring directly at the black and shiny horse chopping knife, he had a wonderful feeling, as if this horse chopping knife was a living thing, like a thick python, spitting out letters surging towards him. However, how could the horse chopping knife be a living creature in Feng Bo's hands, but Zhou Ming had this illusion

Zhou Ming's heel once again pressed against the wall.

This time, he didn't leap up again. Because he had judged that the height raised by the horse chopping knife was enough to split him in half in mid-air Zhou Ming did not move, and the wide horse chopping knife suddenly slashed down, blocking almost all the light, making Zhou Ming's eyes dark.

At this moment, Zhou Ming seemed to hallucinate, and the horse chopping knife seemed to emit a hideous laugh, and the sound of "buzzing" echoed in Zhou Ming's ears. His head was slightly on one side, and the saber "boomed" against Zhou Ming's left ear and sank into the wall.

But the dangerous atmosphere had not yet dissipated, and instinct forced Zhou Ming to slide to the right quickly, and the horse chopping knife followed the wall like a ghost, and with a "bang", the wall was opened a long opening, and countless dust rose and fell. Zhou Ming galloped to the right, and at the same time observed the chasing horse chopping knife with the corner of his eye, and suddenly found that the knife was shining with dark red light.

That's blood

How many people have died under this sword, and how many souls have been attached to the bladeless blade of this heavy sword

Zhou Ming remembered Feng Bo's words again: "Swinging the horse chopping knife, even I can't control it"

Could it be that this horse chopping knife really has some spirituality after drinking countless blood

This idea is undoubtedly a bit absurd, but Zhou Ming really sensed that not only Feng Bo was dealing with him alone, including this knife, it was exuding endless killing intent against him Zhou Ming suddenly stood up, punched out, and with a "dang" sound, a heavy fist hit the back of the knife. Zhou Ming seemed to hear a miserable scream, and this scream was definitely not from Feng Bo

The chopping knife finally stopped, and a third of the blade was still in the wall.

Zhou Ming withdrew his fist, walked to the spacious field, and turned around to wait for Feng Bo.

Feng Bo pulled out the horse chopping knife from the wall and looked back at Zhou Ming, but there was irrepressible excitement on his face: "You also feel it, right?"

Zhou Ming was stunned and did not speak. Feng Bo continued: "I told a lot of people, and they didn't believe it. My knife really has a soul I can feel its existence, we are friends who fight side by side, you must feel it, otherwise how could you suddenly punch my knife" There was a tremor and excitement in his voice.

Zhou Ming nodded slightly. No matter who you say about such a thing, it will feel absurd. If it weren't for his personal experience, how could he believe that Feng Bo's voice became even more excited: "I know, I know that sometimes I feel that I can't control it, and its judgment is correct every time, he has a sharper intuition than me."

The knife, whether it really has a soul and life is not constantly drinking blood, in order to maintain its vigorous spiritual power

Either way, it's impossible.

A knife is a knife, how could there be a soul and life to throw it there, could it be that it would jump up and cut people by itself

Feng Bo said in a deep voice: "When I first mixed up, in order to let others notice me, I deliberately formulated such a wide and incomparably wide horse chopping knife, but I didn't want to cause countless jokes and disdain.

But then, as I charged, more and more people died under this knife, and I used it more and more easily, and I became truly inseparable from it. Later, there was a big chaos on the road, and Black Butterfly and others began an unprecedented purge, and countless bigwigs on the road were killed for a while, and I was one of them."

Feng Bo is known as the fierce god, it is said that he is the only well-known boss who survived from that era, many people are puzzled by this, in terms of popularity, he was definitely qualified to become one of the ghosts under the black butterfly at that time, what is the reason why he escaped This has also become one of the many mysteries on the road in Xinxiang City.

Zhou Ming was happy to listen to such stories, firstly, he was very curious about these allusions, and secondly, he was echoing his original intention of delaying time until Zhang Yujie arrived, so he made a look of listening.

"It was late at night when I was approached by the Black Butterfly, and I was returning home from drinking, passing by a dark alley where there was a fight that I would never forget. Or I can't say fighting, because I'm completely one-sided, I've never seen such a strange skill, speed and power that I've never seen in my life.

I was soon knocked to the ground, and I had no strength in my body, except for my hand still clutching the sword. The other party did not hesitate to use the last killer move on me, striking at my heart, which should be his most proud move, and his speed and strength reached an incredible peak, almost never failing

At this time, I was dazed, and I didn't know where I got the strength, so I raised my knife to block the other party's earth-shattering move."

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