"Miss Qin!"

Lu Zhiyong hurriedly spoke, "Brothers fight to the death, maybe ......"

Before he finished speaking, he already realized that his words were inappropriate, and subconsciously looked at Taisun.

Taisun's face flickered in the firelight, and his lips pursed, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

"Fight!"

He burst out of his teeth with a word, as if with endless sadness.

Lu Zhiyong's eyes lit up suddenly, but they quickly dimmed, and what turned up was a large area of sadness.

"Hahaha-"

The man at the head looked up and laughed, "Just a few of you, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled? I still want to fight, hey, are you going to laugh at me! ”

Qin Zhi said lightly:

"If you want to play, let's line up first, and I'll talk about it when I'm done."

Her expression was so calm that it gave the illusion that what was about to begin was not a life-and-death battle, but a little trick between friends.

But inexplicably, her words shocked everyone present, as if listening to a military order, and subconsciously obeyed.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, stared at Qin Zhi's face, and smiled lightly, "I didn't expect this little lady to be so anxious?" Yes? Hahahaha, come on, come on, in that case, Lao Tzu will satisfy you! ”

There was another burst of laughter, mixed with a lot of unbearable words.

"Bring a knife."

Qin Zhi turned a deaf ear and said coldly.

Lu Tianhe moved when he heard the sound, and pulled out a long knife from under the carriage.

The knife was two or three feet long, and the blade alone was more than eighty or ninety centimeters, and the back of the knife was a few inches thick, but the edge of the knife was dull as if there was no blade.

Although this knife looks bigger than ordinary knives, in Lu Tianhe's hands, it is as light as a bamboo knife, but only Qin Zhi and Lu Tianhe know how much this knife weighs.

"That's it?"

When the bandit leader saw this knife, he couldn't help but sneer, "What, do you want to use this big knife to scare people?" ”

He especially emphasized the word "big", obviously mocking Qin Zhi's knife, big is big, but it looks like there is no bright spot, in his opinion, it is completely no different from a piece of scrap iron.

Qin Zhi's face was expressionless, and after taking the knife, he didn't move, as if he was waiting for something.

Lu Tianhe turned around again, walked around to the other side of the carriage, didn't know how to make a fuss, pulled out a metal pole with the thickness of his wrist and more than a meter long, walked quickly to Qin Zhi, and handed it to her.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, what kind of weapon is this?

Qin Zhi was still expressionless, and unhurriedly twisted the metal pole towards the handle of the long knife.

Her knife can actually be spliced?

Qin Zhi's long knife, after screwing on the pole, has become a long-handled big knife, at this moment, where is the knife still black and not amazing just now, the long handle is not only the length of the blade, it is simply to make the knife change, superimposed a layer of fierce deterrent.

"Hmph, Banmen get an axe!"

The bandit leader spat disdainfully, "Bring me my gun!" ”

Someone in the crowd immediately dodged a way, and four strong men lined up, carrying a long spear on their shoulders, the head of the gun was shiny, the barrel of the gun was pitch black, and it was clearly made of solid metal.

Lu Zhiyong and the others' hearts sank, they were lucky before, but when they saw this gun, they all felt bitter in their hearts, no matter how you say this gun, at least there are hundreds of catties, how can you make this gun be an ordinary person.

It seems that this time, everyone is afraid that they will have to explain here!

Qin Zhi was still unhurried, as if she hadn't seen the spear at all.

And Lu Tianhe didn't even look at it, and ran to the carriage again.

"Is it still possible?"

Someone muttered.

At this time, the big knife in Qin Zhi's hand was almost six feet long, which was already longer than her size, and when it was replaced by a modern unit, it was no less than two meters.

But when Lu Tianhe ran over again, he really had another metal pole in his hand, which was still more than a meter long.

"Tsk!"

……

In the crowd of onlookers, the sound of babbling kept ringing.

This is followed by a section of the hilt, this knife must be a zhang long, right?

Although there are still long spears in this weapon, those are mainly light and spirited, and most of them are mainly spying, but the big knife is different, and the main thing is a heavy player.

This was already very heavy before, and if you go up one after another, you can't go to two hundred pounds?

Could it be that the handle is hollow?

That's not going to happen, if it's hollow, wouldn't it just break under that blow?

The bandit leader felt a faint sense of unease in his heart.

And Qin Zhi was still not in a hurry, took the pole in Lu Tianhe's hand, and steadily began to assemble it again.

By the time she screwed the pole, the big knife in her hand was almost three meters long.

And among the Fire Phoenix Sect members, many people have quieted down.

At this time, although Qin Zhi was holding the knife in both hands, in the process of assembling it, the knife was suspended in mid-air and did not touch the ground.

Such a long big knife, even if the handle is all hollow, but the blade cannot be empty, this length, even if you hold the handle with both hands, it is difficult for the knife not to drag to the ground, no, even if you just hold a light bamboo pole, with such a length, it is easy to touch the ground.

And Qin Zhi's hand held the knife steadily throughout the whole process, and it didn't shake for half a minute.

The bandit leader is a practitioner, and he is not a half-bottle of water, so he naturally knows this, and the uneasiness in his heart has expanded a little.

It's just that such a long knife must be extremely heavy, Qin Zhi is a woman, even if she is really born with divine power and can lift it, but it is not easy to use it against the enemy, and it can even be said to be wishful thinking.

This is not only the leader of the bandits who can think of it, but also a lot of other people who can think of it.

As a result, the atmosphere on the field began to become a little weird.

Most people watched the excitement and thought that Qin Zhi would soon be splashed with blood on the spot, but there were still many people with extremely complicated feelings, they were looking forward to it and apprehensive.

I want to see a miracle happen, but I don't think it's possible.

Lu Tianhe was also a little uneasy in his heart, and wanted to speak, but he heard Qin Zhi say:

"Get out of the way."

She didn't know if she said this to Lu Tianhe, or to the onlookers, but the people who heard this couldn't help but take a few steps back, so that the people on the periphery of the crowd were squeezed and stepped on, and they all shouted.

And at this moment, Qin Zhi moved.

The bandit leader was riding a horse, and his weapon was extremely long, condescending, Qin Zhi stood in front of his horse's head, as if he was a child, vulnerable to attack.

However, Qin Zhi moved, she held the knife in both hands, lifting the weight lightly, but she changed the direction of the knife, the tip of the knife was to the right, horizontal in front of her, and the knife seemed to be alive, exuding bursts of evil energy.

The crowd of onlookers took a few steps back, and some of them stood in front of the people, some of them were timid, their feet did not seem to be their own, and the noodles were as weak as they were, and they almost collapsed on the ground immediately.

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhi's left hand suddenly let go, and with his right hand, he grabbed the big knife, pulled it around the top of his head, and turned the big knife in another direction.

The bandit leader only felt a flower in front of him, as if a knife flashed, but his gaze shook and went straight down.

How did you sit on a horse and fall to the ground?

The bandit leader's eyes widened in disbelief and he looked down.

(End of chapter)