Steppe Khan, for Du Chengfeng, is still just a name that exists in legends.

Although Du Chengfeng could be regarded as having cut down a lot of grassland warriors, and knew that this grassland khan was ready to lead his troops south, he never imagined that this grassland khan was so bold that he even sneaked into the imperial tomb alone and faced this huge giant alone.

But what he didn't expect was that he would have one day to fight side by side with this steppe khan.

"Kill !!"

The fat man swung his three-pronged spear, his eyes full of crazy battle intent.

"Die!"

Zheng –

Just as the three-pronged spear was about to poke at the huge giant, the shadow of a thick knife held the fierce blade in place.

The shadow condensed by the pitch-black evil qi was all too familiar to Du Chengfeng, and the phantom of the war knife in the opponent's hand was exactly the same as the blade he was holding at the moment.

That is the fat man of the Yang family in Jibei, or rather, it is the general Yang Hu under the command of Nanchen Taizu.

"Why, don't you go with him?"

On the huge throne, Nanchen Taizu turned his gaze and looked at Du Chengfeng.

"He's got you a chance, don't you really listen to him? The two of you together may really be able to beat me. ”

“……”

Facing the talkative giant, Du Chengfeng was just silent.

It's not that he didn't want to make a move, but he always felt that he shouldn't make a move now, and although it seemed like the best fighter plane, he still chose to wait.

The big knife in his hand was a little warm, dispelling the madness that permeated him around him.

Yes, crazy, just after this Nanchen Taizu turned into a giant again, the depressed atmosphere around him had disappeared.

Instead, something deeper and darker.

The pitch-black thing condensed into a shadow and stabbed the spear in his hand at Du Chengfeng.

It was the shadow of a military general that Du Chengfeng didn't know at all, but Du Chengfeng knew the spear in the hand of this evil figure—if he remembered correctly, he should have seen it from the memory of an assassin, the protector of the country called the soft vine spear, which was stabbing at his throat at the moment.

The thick knife opened the barrel of the gun, but the tip of the spear twisted back strangely.

Another extended spear slashed out of Du Chengfeng's sleeve, accurately holding the sharp tip of the spear.

"That's right! Good! Well played! That's it! ”

Watching the battle between Du Chengfeng and the Grassland Khan, the huge giant clapped his hands again and again.

"Wonderful! Good! That's what I want to see! Since you all want to take something from me, then show what you can do! ”

"You madman......"

The steppe khan with the three-pronged spear was already tightening, and unlike the imposing appearance just now, his battle was not easy at the moment.

Just because, his opponents have increased from one to three.

The three shadow generals with various blades have already surrounded the grassland khan, and under the endless siege of the three of them, no matter how good the steppe khan is, it is a little difficult to support it at this moment.

This couldn't help but make the steppe khan turn his head and shout.

"Hey! Who's that! Don't you help out! ”

“……”

Du Chengfeng, who was fighting, was just silent.

It was impossible to help, and the battle on his side was not easy, the steppe khan was holding three shadow generals, but there were already four on his side, two with spears, one with a sword, and one simply rode a horse, carrying a huge long-handled iron staff in his hand.

Obviously, Nan Chen Taizu was quite dissatisfied with him, so he was ready to give him some strength.

But even if there were no shadow generals around, Du Chengfeng didn't want to go over to help, even if he and the steppe khan had been beaten by this siege and had no chance to fight back, but he always felt that this battle was a little unspeakably strange.

He always felt that the current battle was not a real battle at all.

It's more like the giant is simply venting his anger.

Yes, that's the feeling, he can actually feel the emotions of Nan Chen Taizu - this is why he always feels that this is not like a fight, after all, he has not done this kind of thing, the two sides holding the blade fight each other for their own reasons, it is the collision between will and skill, and it is the firm will to distinguish the winner and loser.

And not as it is now, neither firm nor pure.

It's just a simple swing of a weapon and slashing through.

It wasn't like a battle, at least not like the battles that Du Chengfeng had experienced, it was more like a feeling that he was more familiar with, or rather, a feeling that he had experienced a lot.

"Whew-"

The sharp tip of the spear formed by the condensation of the pitch-black evil qi cut through Du Chengfeng's clothes, causing some of his body to fall to the ground.

There were money bags, copper plates, fire folds, and short knives hidden in clothes.

There was also a whetstone, which he carried with him.

“…… Well? ”

Du Chengfeng's brows tightened suddenly.

The vague inspiration became clear.

Yes, that's it, the feeling right now is not so much fighting those shadow generals as it is sharpening knives.

This clear understanding of will and consciousness is no different from when he sharpened his knife.

“…… How can it be? ”

Facing the siege of the four shadow generals, Du Chengfeng was a little distracted for a while.

No, it can't be like this, there are still four murderous gods in front of him who will kill him on the spot, and he can't be distracted at this time no matter what-but at this moment, Du Chengfeng can't control his consciousness at all.

Just like when he sharpened his knife for the first time, his consciousness was sucked away by some kind of powerful blade.

Are those two spears? Is it the two-handed rod? Or is it the black shadow sword that just slashed through his body and brought a trace of blood on his body?

No, not at all, those are weapons made of condensation, not the real weapons themselves.

In other words, these evil spirits condensed into shadow generals are themselves another form of weapon.

But Du Chengfeng's consciousness did not sink into these shadow generals, and these shadow generals are not real blades - but this makes Du Chengfeng even more confused, you must know that the current is a bloody battle, it is the time to race against time, what is the real blade? When will he regain consciousness?

"Huh?"

Just when Du Chengfeng was extremely anxious, his consciousness suddenly recovered.

With both hands and feet on his feet, he didn't look like a blade, which meant that he did regain his mind.

But when he raised his head, he suddenly found that what was in front of him was not an underground imperial tomb, but an old prison.

"This ......"

Du Chengfeng vaguely felt something.

He did find the real weapon.

It was called Nanchen Taizu, a humanoid weapon.

The second update was delivered.,I saw the recommendation on it.,It just so happens that this plot is going to be coherent.,I'll continue to write something.。

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