After Zhao Dezhu got the order, he stood in front of Shanggang with his proud weapon without saying a word. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sixty or seventy pounds of big knives slammed to the ground, and said to Shanggang on the line: "I am the sword maniac of the general's order, and now I am fighting against you, in order not to bully you, I don't need this weapon, come on." ”

The tone of Zhao Dezhu's condescending view of himself as if he was nothing was not light, as long as it was one-on-one, there was no need to be afraid of him, not to mention that the strong man on the other side had just gotten the name of the knife maniac.

"I don't need you to let me, pick up the weapon, I'm not afraid of your wheel war." Shanggang roared in a low voice, killing one is not a loss, killing two is a sure gain, he has already made up his mind to see how many knife maniacs can emerge on the other side.

Zhao Dezhu spat at the mouth, smiled and picked up his big knife and said, "You asked for it." ”

He just put on a posture, and before the knife flower could be saved, he saw that the blade on the upper line rushed over as soon as the blade was raised, and the small broken steps were snapping, and the end was as fast as the wind.

Zhao Dezhu frowned, how can the slaves be so virtuous, as far as his mother knows, the last time the shepherd dog was beaten into a dead dog by himself after the sneak attack.

The distance of one or two zhang was stepped over by the upper line of the upper line, and he was about to cut off the neck of the knife maniac in front of him with the sword in his hand.

However, Zhao Dezhu snorted, his chest swelled like a cowhide drum, and then he hummed.

Shanggang only felt that there was a dark hidden weapon flying towards him in front of him, but because the speed of both sides was very fast, he still didn't dodge the inexplicable hidden weapon.

Shanggang's face was full of hidden weapons shot by Zhao Dezhu, and the strong smell of the fishy smell made his eyes suddenly black, and he almost knelt down.

Zhao Dezhu spit on the face of Shanggang Line with a mouthful of thick phlegm, and the big knife in his hand was a big spin in front of the kid's dizzy kung fu, and the two-meter-long sixty or seventy pound big knife slashed towards the upper Gang line.

only heard a sonorous metal crisp sound, and the sword in Shanggang's hand suddenly took off his hand, and blood flowed from his hands.

Zhao Dezhu slashed away the sword of Shanggang on the line with a knife, and then slashed at the neck of Shanggang on the line, and he was about to hack the upline with a blank face to death on the spot.

Zhu Houzhao, who was standing on the side, coughed lightly, but his voice was not loud, but Zhao Dezhu smiled embarrassedly, and hurriedly retracted the knife momentum that had been swung out, and the blade turned into a knife surface and directly slapped Shanggang on the ground.

After the dust dissipated, Zhao Dezhu strode over, lifted the Shanggang line, which had rotted on the ground like a stinky ****, and threw it in front of the Liaodong Iron Rider, who had long been eyeing the big stick.

"Fifty sticks!" Zhao Dezhu laughed and said, "General, this is the Japanese Sword Master?" If you have one garbage, your subordinates will spare you another. ”

After finishing speaking, he walked towards Izumi Kamitsuna, who was on the side.

Shanggang Quanxin was stunned and watched his Lao Tzu being beaten into a dead dog by the strong man on the opposite side without asking for three moves, and he was furious in his heart. It wasn't that he didn't want to help, but Zhao Dezhu moved too fast, and he didn't even react when he saw his father being thrown into the crowd.

The arm-thick wooden stick crackled and landed on the buttocks of the upper line before it could be cut off the branches and leaves, and before even the beating, this group of terrible male soldiers still had time to pull out the clothes of the upper line.

Seeing such a scene in the eyes of Shanggang Quanxin, it made his Lian Lian blue and white for a while, and the corners of his eyes twitched even more unlistenedly. In the Shanggang family, Shanggang has always been extremely majestic, and has been living with an extremely lofty posture for decades, and today he has been treated like this.

It really made Shanggangquan's confidence fluctuate like a frenzy in the sea, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

"You insulted my father like that!" Izumi Shin screamed angrily. The other samurai beside him also raised his sword in an instant.

The two of them rushed towards Zhao Dezhu together, but it was only a matter of a moment, and a sharp cold light passed through the gap between the two.

After hearing only a muffled snort, the other person was given a penetration by Zhu Houzhao raised his hand with a crossbow arrow.

Zhao Dezhu and Shanggang Quanxin looked back in surprise, but saw Zhu Houzhao, who had just put away the small crossbow, and smiled awkwardly: "That passer-by has too many scenes, you two continue." ”

Shanggang Quanxin let out an angry scream, even more angry than seeing his father being beaten, and rushed over at Zhu Houzhao.

Zhao Dezhu was startled, and hurriedly staggered in front of Shanggang Quanxin, and the big knife in his hand was placed on Shanggang Quanxin's waist horizontally, waiting for him to bump into him by himself.

Shanggang Quanxin's footsteps did not stop, and the knife in his hand was picked up and then slanted, and slashed towards his hand along the arm thickness of Zhao Dezhu's hand.

Looking at that situation, if Zhao Dezhu didn't let go of the hand holding the handle of the knife, it was very likely that he would be cut off five fingers by Shanggang Quanxin. Obviously, Shanggang Quanxin is bullying Zhao Dezhu, holding a big knife in his hand, he may not have his own flexibility.

What kind of person is Zhao Dezhu, that is also a ruthless man with a big knife of sixty or seventy pounds. In the face of Shanggang Quanxin's tricky and ruthless knife technique, he didn't blink his eyes, and the hands holding the knife were raised upward, and the sixty or seventy pound big knife was erected in front of him.

Shangzuna's Izumi Shin slashes horizontally quickly, and it is more troublesome for the knife to go up. hurriedly changed his moves, and immediately drew his knife to defend himself after getting close, and then slashed at Zhao Dezhu's armpit.

Zhao Dezhu dragged the knife back a few steps, and then kicked it at the junction of the blade and the hilt. I saw sixty or seventy pounds of broadsword like a dragon raising its head, a tiger flicking its tail, and rushing towards Tsunazumi Xin's chest in the blink of an eye.

Of course, this is just a normal situation. However, this is not normal at this time, when Zhao Dezhu withdrew the big knife, he had already turned the blade to Uetsunazumi Shin, and at this time he was kicked up by Zhao Dezhu, and the blade happened to go straight up from between Uetsuna's legs.

If Shanggang Quanxin had practiced the unique Iron Crotch Gong by himself, he would not have avoided it.

But Shanggang Quanxin had never been to Daming, let alone Songshan, so he hurriedly blocked the sword in his hand under him.

With a sonorous sound, Shanggang Quanxin was slammed into the crotch by Zhao Dezhu, and the back of the knife hit the egg with a soft pop, and the whole person was thrown out by the huge force.

Zhu Houzhao reminded lightly: "It's almost ten moves!" ”

Zhao Dezhu wiped his beard and said with an embarrassed smile: "This kid's kung fu is much stronger than his old man, and if you give me a few more moves, you will definitely win it." ”

Shanggang, who was beaten half to death by the fifty military sticks next to him, woke up easily, and fainted again after hearing this. It's a great shame, he has been a sword saint for so many years, and he is not even as good as his own son.

Whether the upper platform is alive or dead does not care. Zhao Dezhu has begun to seriously face Shanggang Quanxin.

However, Izumi Shin, who has never practiced iron crotch skills, has been knocked to the ball by the handle of his knife, and his face has been distorted to red.

Zhao Dezhu unintentionally had such a result, laughed and walked over, kicked the knife in Tsunaquan Xin's hand, and then lifted the collar on the back of his neck and punched him in the stomach.

"Fifty more!" (To be continued.) )