This is the first time Du Chengfeng has seen a blade that can be compared to that thick long knife.

As soon as the sword was in its sheath, it was already overflowing, and it was hard to imagine how many people this sword had killed.

But what Du Chengfeng cares about the most is because this is a sword.

Unlike knives, swords have two edges and are edged on both sides, which makes them destined to be one level more difficult to use than knives.

To kill people, a knife is enough, and a sword is such a thing, only a skilled warrior will choose it as a portable soldier.

"Let me see ......"

Du Chengfeng, who was still a little sleepy, came to his senses, and his right hand had already subconsciously touched the long sword.

There is no doubt that as long as he sharpens this sword, he will definitely be able to obtain the martial arts he needs most right now!

But at this time, a big hand grabbed Du Chengfeng's wrist.

"You can't touch this thing."

A voice sounded in front of Du Chengfeng.

"Go inside and let me know, and say that there is a visitor."

“…… I'm the only one here. ”

Du Chengfeng raised his head, and it was at this time that he realized that there was still a person hanging on the sword.

The man in front of him was about six feet tall, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, but he had a scar on his face, looking like those common swordsmen in Jizhou, but unlike those swordsmen, this person was not wearing a strong suit that was easy to move, but a wide robe with big sleeves, looking like a scholar.

Du Chengfeng can confirm that he really doesn't know this person.

"So you came to me for something?"

"You? You're the only one here? ”

The man with the scar on his face was also stunned.

"I'm here to find a grinder named Du Chengfeng, you ......"

"That's right, that's me."

Hearing this, Du Chengfeng was happy.

It turned out that the business came to the door, and it seems that it was still effective to ask the Yang family to help go out and spread the news before. No, within a few days, a swordsman came to him to sharpen his sword.

And as soon as it comes, it is a high-quality and good product.

"Just give me the sword, I just sharpened it for you before going to bed, and you also have time to have a breakfast and drink a bowl of tofu."

But who would have thought that just when Du Chengfeng was about to take the sword and hurry to work, the man with the scar on his face took half a step back.

And after looking Du Chengfeng up and down, the man with the scar on his face even frowned.

"Is it really you? Are you a grinder? ”

"What's wrong?"

Du Chengfeng's brows also furrowed.

"If you want to ask Du Chengfeng, then I'm the only one here. If you're looking for a grinder...... I don't look like it? ”

"Not really."

The man with the scar on his face shook his head.

"Not really."

“…… What do you mean? ”

Hearing the man say this, Du Chengfeng, who had not rested well, became a little more angry in his words.

"If you want to grind, grind, if you don't grind, roll, I haven't slept yet, and I don't have time to raise the bar with you here."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to raise the bar with you."

The man with the scar on his face still shook his head.

"It's said in the next place, it's not like it, I don't know until I try it."

"You ......"

As soon as the words came out, Du Chengfeng had already subconsciously fallen to the sky.

The sharp blade brushed his forehead, bringing up a strand of hair.

Landing a roll, Du Chengfeng had already stabilized his figure, but before he could stabilize his body, a little sword light had already stabbed straight at his throat.

Just looking at this posture, he was going to kill him on the spot!

"Why?"

This was the first consciousness that flashed through Du Chengfeng's mind, he couldn't understand the situation in front of him at all, he was obviously going to sleep, but this scarred man came to the door by himself, obviously he had revealed his identity, but the other party didn't admit it, and even pulled out his sword and killed people on the spot without saying a word.

Although after seeing the memories attached to those murderous blades, he could also understand that this might be another manifestation of the fierce customs of the people on the Northland border, but the question was who he provoked early in the morning?

But now, it doesn't matter who you provoke.

All he knew was that he had to live!

"Phew!"

With a burst of applause in his mouth, Du Chengfeng, who was squatting on the ground, raised his hand and waved.

A large area of mud and sand and gravel hit the scar man head-on, overwhelming!

"The next three indiscriminate means...... Nothing. ”

Facing the oncoming sand and gravel, the man with the scar only raised his left arm, and the wide sleeves of his robe were already like a shield, blocking all the sand and gravel.

But at this time, the man with the scar suddenly felt a tightness in his waist.

It was like two sturdy tree roots, wrapped around his belt.

"Get up!"

In an instant, the scarred man's gaze was already spinning.

Even though he had been swept into the air, the man with the scar twisted his waist and turned his arms in the air in this almost impossible posture.

The blade swayed, and the long sword in his hand brought up an arc of light again!

"Offended."

When the words fell, the long sword was already on Du Chengfeng's neck.

But at this time, the man with the scar suddenly felt a tingling pain in his neck.

It was a knife, an old kitchen knife with dried blood.

Between the friction of the blades, blood oozed from the neck of the scarred man.

“…… Now I believe you are a grinder. ”

There was obviously a kitchen knife across his neck, and the man with the scar who fell to the ground laughed instead.

"I have been practicing sword practice in Xia Fourteen for fifteen years now, and being able to draw with Xia is enough to show that you are not an ordinary person."

"That's because of your food."

Du Chengfeng's eyes narrowed, he didn't bother to listen to what the man in front of him said about some kind of nonsense.

"I've been practicing for fifteen years, but I was caught by someone who has only touched the knife for a few days, and the long and short can be like this, which can only mean that your sword has been practiced on the dog."

As he spoke, Du Chengfeng prepared to use force under his palm to slash the scarred man to death.

"You can't say that."

Facing Du Chengfeng, who was full of aggression between his words, the man with the scar just shook his head.

"If you really practice it on a dog, then you won't be able to use this sword in Xia."

While speaking, the man with the scar looked into Du Chengfeng's eyes.

"Just like you, if you're really an ordinary person, then you can't sharpen a knife."

“……”

After a moment of silence, Du Chengfeng took the lead in putting away his knife.

There is no point in continuing to fight, instead of fighting with an unknown psychopath, inexplicably fighting for life and death at the door of his own house, then he should think more about what to eat early after waking up.

However, just as Du Chengfeng was about to turn around and leave, the man with the scar stopped him.

"What happened just now, I was offended, and I just wanted to test it, after all, the sword weapon is valuable, and it must not be sloppy, and it has no intention of hurting Mr."

With that, the scarred man put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, then unsheathed the sword at his waist, and bowed down to hand over the sheathed long sword.

"Youzhou Cui Yuan, please also ask Mr. to sharpen the sword."