Heng Fei looked at his own knife: "This knife is the fifteenth generation of Ou Yezi, the great master of knife making, in the ancient martial arts era, and it was refined in Huashan to welcome the guest pine. This knife is a gem and was then placed on Mount Huashan. It's a pity that Huashan has been a sword sect since the ancient martial arts era, and this knife has never been unearthed. Until the advent of the Wuzong era, a scoundrel named Liu Ming at that time got this knife. He didn't cherish this knife, used it indiscriminately, and didn't pay attention to the maintenance of the knife, and there was a gap left on the body of the knife. This knife is also in the collection of my master. My master used to use this knife, but it didn't feel like it was in line with his own nature. In the end, I didn't use the knife again, and I was left alone. ”

The master of Hengfei slashed horizontally, with a total of seventy-two long knives.

Each handle has its own origin.

Every time I deal with someone, I use a completely different knife technique.

Among the people who use knives in the world, the king of swords can definitely be ranked among the top five.

The knife flies sideways, sliding out gently.

Every move is beautiful.

Between the moves, they all fully demonstrate the hospitality of being a host.

"White dew season. ”

The world is cold.

"Autumn scenery is just right. ”

The light of the knife changed, and the light of the knife was brilliant.

"The autumn breeze is cool. ”

The light of the knife turns, and the autumn wind blows.

"There is Gesse. ”

The knife light is rotated.

And Dean, the son of angels, finally looked much more solemn: "I came all the way, and the opponents I met, those people from the Water Palace and the Fire Palace, were all vulnerable at all, and I only used the Holy Light to suppress them. Finally, I met someone who could cheer me up. ”

"Are you just cheering up? You may be underestimating me when you say that. Heng Fei attacked several moves in a row, but there was no effect, and he pulled out another knife with a movement of his hand, this one is quite light and thin, and there is an electric light flashing on the electric body: "This knife is called a light electric knife, the blade is as light and thin as electricity, it is a knife made of Wuzong era, a master of chemistry, using quite superb alloy skills, plus some extraterrestrial meteorites." The blade weighs one hundred and eight pounds, but it is as thin as paper, and there were many masters at that time, competing for this light electric knife, and finally obtained by my master Knife King. I was the king of the sword, and with this sword, I defeated all the masters of the three northeastern provinces at that time. ”

"It was only later that I got a more powerful, lightning knife of the same nature, so I didn't use it. ”

"This knife has been dusty in the warehouse for more than 200 years, and not long ago, the master saw that my knife skills had certain achievements, so he gave this knife to me. Pick up the knife. "The flying knife technique, in an instant, turned into a bolt of lightning, with a fast and unstoppable speed, crazy attack, this knife, like thunder.

Dean's eyes flashed with light: "Interesting, interesting, then take the trick I learned four years ago, the judgment of the angels!"

Dean, the son of the angel, jumped backwards.

His hand froze in the void.

It seems to have condensed into a bow.

Bow out, arrow out.

The bow is a holy bow and the arrow is a holy arrow.

Brush Brush Brush Brush!

These holy arrows, emitting white light, shot at an unimaginable speed.

Heng Fei's complexion couldn't help but change, he already felt the terrifying nature of this move, only to feel that almost the entire ring had been shrouded by this terrible bow and arrow, and he wanted to dodge, but there was absolutely no place to dodge. He drew another knife as heavy as a door panel, and the door blade blade swung sharply and blocked the front. Dangdang!

Bang!

The door panel knife was actually pierced.

On the chest of Heng Fei, there was already a holy arrow.

Then came the second holy arrow, and the third holy arrow, all of which were inserted into Hengfei's body.

Heng Fei's face was also strangely ugly: "Angel son Dean, I used to think that I was the strongest person in the Yi Jin Realm, no matter who it was, I didn't take it seriously. But I didn't expect you to be so strong. Moreover, this Angel Judgment is a stunt you learned four years ago. Now, you've got a lot more to do. ”

"Yes, I naturally have stronger stunts, but now it's just up to you to see if anyone else can force me to have stronger stunts. Dean, the son of angels, said very blandly.

"It's really unpleasant to hear you stinky fart. Heng Fei vomited a mouthful of blood.

And in the audience, the reporter of the American imperialist has said happily: "The knife king, one of the three seeded players of the Sword Palace, lost, hehe, Dean, the son of angels, is really invincible." ”

"Daddy is invincible, and I'm proud to have such a good daddy. "The South Korean stick is more excited than the Americans themselves.

"What a disciple of the Sword King, it's really bullshit, the Sword King himself is just a parallel import. This is said by a reporter in India, a country with more than a billion dollars, but there is no real top master like the Ten Demons. Indra, who was once one of the top five masters in India, looked like a bull and coaxing. Unexpectedly, the Sword King directly entered India, killed Indra, and even placed a Jingguan in India to meet the challenge of any master in India.

Ten days before and after, there were many Indian masters who came to challenge, but none of them could beat the sword king.

The sword king at that time was really domineering.

Indians, for the sword king, that is afraid and afraid.

The reporter on Huaxia's side was quite heavy: "Behind this, there is also the Palace of Swords, and the Palace of Martial Arts, the little sword monster of the head of the seed players of the Sword Palace, and the little martial king of the head of the seed players of the Martial Palace, which one will stop the son of the angel." ”

......

Fang Zhe woke up.

First, I looked at the empty right hand and found that it was already connected.

However, the arms that have just been connected always feel weird.

"Are you awake?" Mo Qiuyi played mom on the side, and said very casually: "Within ten days, your right arm, don't input internal force, slowly heal the injury, ten days later, within a month, you don't input internal force too violently, otherwise, you will be disabled for life, and you will regret yourself." ”

"So, the day after tomorrow, the competition with the Angel Son Dean, are you going to give up?" Fang Zhe said with some unwillingness.

"I know, you don't want to give up. Actually, I don't want to give up, if I give up now, I will lose the face of the whole of China. But there is no way, and it is impossible not to give up now. You are a person with a great future, and you can't destroy your future because of this time. Mo Qiuyu said seriously.

"Turn on the TV. Fang Zhe let out a sigh.

Immediately, on television, a report was shown on the Angel Son Dean.

"The Great Judgment of the Angels? Infinite Rain of Arrows is indeed quite a troublesome move. Fang Zhe frowned and said, "Now I, I may not be able to break this trick." ”

Immediately, I saw the insult of the son of angels to Huaxia, and the reporters from various countries insulted Huaxia, and couldn't help but slam his left hand on the iron bed: "Damn." Actually, the knife king is very strong, and his strength will not be much worse than mine, but he lost. ”

"The Palace of the Sword has lost again, so only the Palace of the Sword and our Martial Palace are left. How is the situation over there in the Sword Palace. Fang Zhe asked.

"The little sword monster led by the Sword Palace, in terms of strength, is about the same as the Little Sword King Hengfei, which means that he is also unable to defeat the Angel Son Dean, it is estimated that this time, Huaxia's face is really going to be lost. Mo Qiuyi said, and at this moment, his phone rang.

After Mo Qiufu answered the phone, his face changed suddenly, and finally he said with a heavy heart: "Just now, Fu Zhengyi, the seed player of the Sword Palace, announced to the public that he was severely injured by Fusang's ninja, and now he is seriously injured and cannot attend tomorrow's battle. ”

"Such a coincidence?" Fang Zhe was stunned: "No, something is very wrong, even if the ninjas of Fusang have to deal with it, they should also deal with the first-seeded players of each palace, Fu Zhengyi is the third-seeded player of the Sword Palace, and he can't pose any threat to the son of the angel, Dean, Fusang is unlikely to deal with him at this moment." There are a lot of doubts. ”

Mo Qiu was usually confused, but at this time, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes: "I figured it out, Fu Zhengyi deliberately said that he was seriously injured at this time, and there were two purposes, first, he didn't have to attend the battle against the Angel Son Dean tomorrow, so he would not be defeated in the hands of the Angel Son Dean." The second purpose is more sinister. You have to be mentally prepared. ”

"Say, no matter how dangerous it is, I can take it. Fang Zhe said calmly.

"Fu Zhengyi is the first now, and he has announced to the public that he was seriously injured, but you have not announced that he was seriously injured. In this way, he only needs to guide the public a little to make the public think that he is the first to be injured, and then you are pretending to be injured, and then contact some friends in the media, so that public opinion will be extremely unfavorable to you. This trick should have been thought up by the Great Sword Master, he is such a hypocrite who likes to play insidious. ”

"Fu Zhengyi's style of acting is the same, the Great Sword Master and Fu Zhengyi, this pair of masters and apprentices, the style is too similar. It's really bad for me. Fang Zhe couldn't help but smile bitterly: "But now, Fu Zhengyi has used all the tricks, and I have no choice but to take one step at a time." The day after tomorrow, when the Son of Angels plays against our Martial Palace, no matter what, I will go to the scene. ”

Mo Qiuyi nodded heavily.

The current situation is too unfavorable for Fang Zhe.

Fang Zhe threw away some distracting thoughts, took out the iron black crystal, and then transported the Spirit Absorbing Treasure Hall, one of the three major town sect treasures of the Evil Sect.

Spiritual power is condensed in the void.

Then, it slowly began to absorb the crystals condensed by the iron-black spiritual power.

My current mental power value is forty-five, give me a quick boost.

Spiritual power, at a slow pace, slowly increases.