Liu Feng was in extreme excitement, and when he heard something abnormal behind him, he didn't have time to turn back, and the spear in his hand instinctively stabbed out with his backhand, and an unstoppable air flow rushed straight away with the gun.

When he turned his head sharply, a white shadow was already horizontal in front of him like a ghost, and before he could see the face of the comer, the bronze tiger palm had climbed the handle of the gun under the blade.

The figure stood still, and that heroic face came into view, it was Zhao Yun.

Liu Feng woke up for a while, although he recognized that it was Zhao Yun, but he was shocked into a cold sweat: you must know that when he practiced martial arts just now, his spirit was already highly alert, and when Zhao Yun appeared behind him, he did not have the slightest awareness. If it wasn't Zhao Yun, but the enemy, and he took the opportunity to suddenly kill him, he didn't have the slightest time to react, wouldn't this surname be explained inexplicably!

"I disturbed the eldest son's gun practice, I hope you will forgive me." Zhao Yun let go of his hand and clenched his fist.

Liu Feng suppressed the horror in his heart, put the gun back, hugged his fists and smiled reluctantly: "Uncle Yun is polite to me." Fang Cai's marksmanship imitated Uncle Yun's, and he didn't learn it like it, but it made Uncle Yun laugh. ”

Zhao Yun said lightly: "The eldest prince is a natural martial artist, and I am only like this at your age." ”

Liu Feng knew that Zhao Yun had always been the kind of outspoken person, and his praise was naturally sincere, that is to say, he was indeed the one who learned martial arts. Moreover, Zhao Yun also compared Liu Feng with his youth, which made Liu Feng feel very excited.

"Uncle Yun has won the prize. In fact, these days, I have always had a strong doubt in my heart, and now I just want to ask Uncle Yun for advice. Liu Feng lost no time in asking Zhao Yun, a peerless master, for advice.

"The eldest prince's doubts, could it be related to your fight with Xu Chu?"

Zhao Yun's words broke Liu Feng's confusion, and he couldn't help but look wonderful: "How did Uncle Yun see it?" ”

Zhao Yun said with a smile: "I saw you use a gun just now, and there are a few moves that vaguely seem to be fighting against someone, and judging from the moves you use, that enemy is mostly a knife." Since you have fought with Xu Chu, the one who can make you confused is naturally this person. ”

'I can deduce from the void moves that the weapon used by my imaginary enemy is worthy of Zhao Zilong. ’

Liu Coverlu admired and said with emotion: "What Uncle Yun said is exactly what I am confused about. In fact, when I saw that Xu Chu's moves, in addition to his great strength, they seemed to be mediocre, but when the moves were launched, I couldn't dodge them at all, so I could only take him two stabs and almost kill me, and I couldn't figure out why. ”

Zhao Yun didn't answer his confusion first, walked to the weapon rack, stretched out his foot, and a steel knife flew into the air, he stretched out his hand and took it in a dashing manner: "Xu Chu is one of the best short knife masters in the world, although my knife skills are slightly inferior to him, I can barely demonstrate it." ”

Liu Feng has always only known that Zhao Yun's marksmanship is superb, but he has never seen him play with a knife, seeing that he wants to deduce Xu Chu's moves, he suddenly became excited, ready to see Zhao Yun's demeanor with a knife.

He stood with his spear crossed again, took three steps back, and shouted, "Uncle Yun, let the horse come over as soon as possible." ”

Zhao Yun stroked the bright blade in his hand, Yun's light and breezy expression quickly faded, and in his blade-like eyes, a cold murderous aura surged out.

Liu Feng, who was a few steps away, suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression, and the murderous aura surging out of Zhao Yun's body, like the cold air of the cold winter of Sanjiu, swept in all directions, enveloping him in it, and his move had not yet been launched, Liu Feng's heart was already shuddering.

At this moment, Liu Feng seemed to have returned to Changbanpo, and the suffocating strong sense of oppression he felt from Zhao Yun was almost exactly the same as Xu Chu's, or even surpassed.

The hands holding the silver spear tightly, the green tendons on the back of the palms surged, and the cold sweat seeped out from the palms. A wisp of evening breeze rushed into the hospital, and Liu Feng felt a chill on his back, but inadvertently, the cold sweat on his back had soaked his close-fitting clothes.

Even if he knew that Zhao Yun on the other side would not really hurt him, why did he still have such a terrifying fear in his heart?

In a moment of horror, right in front of him, the blade-like eyes shot like lightning, the white shadow suddenly skyrocketed, and the steel knife in Zhao Yunhe's hand was like a snow shadow that merged into one, and suddenly attacked with a fierce momentum.

In the blink of an eye, a piece of snow white had filled Liu Feng's field of vision, and he felt that the air around him seemed to be drained in an instant, leaving only a cold and piercing murderous aura, as if every nerve he was going to freeze.

It was such a ghostly knife again, there was no room for dodge, Liu Feng was only driven by instinct, he climbed up the steel gun with both hands, and poured all the strength of his body into his arms, trying to block Zhao Yun's knife.

In the moment before the swords and guns clashed, Zhao Yun's movements suddenly stopped. The blade suddenly stopped in front of Liu Feng's gun handle, but the strong wind it was carrying was still blowing in his face, and the invisible strength swept across his face, only making him feel a faint pain in his cheeks.

Zhao Yun withdrew the steel knife, and the murderous aura in his body was also hidden, he looked directly at Liu Feng's shocking eyes, and asked lightly: "Eldest son, can my knife be similar to Xu Chu?" ”

The terrifying murderous aura dissipated in an instant, the air refilled the surroundings, Liu Feng's chest rose and fell violently, and the rapidly beating heart gradually slowed down after greedily inhaling the air.

His spirit regained his calmness, but he still had palpitations on his face: "That's right, Uncle Yun, your knife is too similar to that time, and I still can't resist it." ”

"Then can you see the similarities between me and Xu Chu's knife?" Zhao Yun put the knife back into the weapon rack, and induced Liu Feng to understand the mystery.

Thinking back to the scene on the line of life and death, and then corroborating each other with Zhao Yun's knife, he pondered for a long time, and suddenly, he seemed to realize something.

From Liu Feng's surprised eyes, Zhao Yun saw that he had peeked into the door of the martial arts, so he said: "The sword I used just now is only as powerful as my usual three-tenths, and the moves are mediocre. However, does the eldest prince himself have such confidence? ”

Yes, I was not powerless to resist the strength of his move, and the move was not without a trace, but why didn't I have the confidence to take it at that time? ’

Suddenly, Liu Feng's confused eyes flickered, and under Zhao Yun's guidance, he finally figured out the key.

It's momentum!

Whether it was Xu Chu or Zhao Yun, before the move was launched, the invincible momentum exuded from their bodies and the strong sense of oppression caused to themselves made him lose the will to win before he could fight, and even the will to survive was on the verge of giving up.

If you don't even have the belief that you will win, how can you fight?