Du Chengfeng really didn't want to fight, he didn't want to have any conflict with the big man in front of him at all, after all, whether it was from his understanding of mental strength or from the current events, there was no need for either of them to fight.

However, it is clear that his understanding of mental power is still a little inaccurate after all.

It's like now, no matter how much he doesn't want to fight, the battle will still happen after all.

It's just because the big man on the other side wants to fight very much.

Xue Liang's war knife slashed down, Du Chengfeng could even clearly see the other party's eyes, the killing intent in those eyes was so clear, even more powerful than the blade itself - this even made Du Chengfeng a little stunned, he didn't expect that his words had already reached that level, and things would become like this.

"I said I had a pot on the stove...... Do you really not understand human speech? ”

Du Chengfeng really didn't understand why anyone could be so stunned.

If when holding the knife in both hands, the knife path of this big man can be regarded as flexible, then now, this big man has little room to play - indeed, the strength of the neck can also provide this big man with a chance to swing the knife, but the horizontal swing brought by twisting the neck is really easy to handle.

Just when Du Chengfeng was about to make a move, the big man suddenly gritted his teeth!

Being able to keep up with his speed is already telling, you must know that most of the so-called evil qi masters can't even see his knife clearly - and the chef in front of him can not only see his knife clearly, but can even give countermeasures, which is enough to show that the other party is a rare strong enemy.

The big man flew directly into the sky, and his wrist was almost broken directly - the reason why he said it was almost because Du Chengfeng chose to let go in the end, otherwise the strength of the over-the-shoulder fall, coupled with the torsional inertia of the opponent's weight, no matter how strong the wrist was, I am afraid it would be broken on the spot.

The pain was deep, and the big man suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, and his broken left arm shook even more, and he actually directly put the war knife into his mouth!

"Come again! Again! ”

"Maybe you are indeed proficient in mortal martial arts, but ...... What now? ”

As he looked at the bag containing the pen, he suddenly felt something, something familiar.

It's just that when it comes to actual operation, there is still something wrong with this method after all, although he did directly raise his hand to support the knife-wielding hand of this big man, but this posture is really a little too easy - so of course, Du Chengfeng, who has practiced Bock wrestling for a while, turned over directly and was an over-the-shoulder fall.

"It's not a weapon, it's purely for writing, you ask this...... Yo! ”

And then, it's even more important.

At this moment, even the face of the big man has broken out of the blade, and under the reflection of the snowy blade, there is pure battle intent and madness.

It was at this time that the big man realized that the over-the-shoulder fall just now not only controlled his knife-wielding hand, but also threw him facing the post station in the direction of his back to the post station - this also means that the cook can no longer choose to resist, but can dodge it......

As for the bones and tendons inside, I'm afraid they have also been pressed into a thin piece of paper.

This time, the unstoppable blade is bound to crumble......

So let the other side retreat, Du Chengfeng thought.

Not great at all.

"Here!"

"That's all there is to it."

"Boom-"

The main thing is that this statement makes him really curious, how can anyone have no wounds at all?

"Didn't you even bump into it once when you were a kid? So powerful? ”

If that's it, then what's all his efforts?

If that's it, his retreat, his hard work, what is it if he fights so far?

"Ahh

Du Chengfeng's face was full of apologies, after all, this result was really not his original intention - he originally just wanted to twist the wrist of this big man, after all, the dislocation of the bones is relatively easy to restore, but he forgot that he is not the two zhang high appearance before, but is compressed to about one meter seven, in an extremely condensed state.

Du Chengfeng didn't choose this cruel approach, after all, he really didn't want to have any fight with this big man.

Second words...... It's this cook's way of playing, it's very disgusting.

He did raise his blade, yes, but it couldn't fall anyway, and the damn dog could always find ways to keep his blade from swinging.

As a person who has come over, Du Chengfeng just wants to say that this kind of thing is not interesting at all.

But it was only the temple gate that was split in half, and the knife still didn't hit the cook.

"That...... Need help finding a doctor? ”

Although he didn't know what kind of doctor could cure this kind of injury, he was still willing to help find it out of the spirit of humanitarianism.

At least for Du Chengfeng, this kind of thing is not powerful at all.

Du Chengfeng shook his head, he felt as if there was no need to come again.

This time, Du Chengfeng didn't stay too spared, after all, this big man was too unpersuaded, maybe only by killing this big man could he solve the problem, but he didn't really want to fight.

It's like the big man in front of him, although he picks up the knife with a majestic posture, but if you look closely, it is nothing more than picking up the knife and slashing it at the opposite body - no matter how bells and whistles the process goes, this is the essence of the matter.

No, this is not even a crumble, but a disintegration, and it was at this time that Du Chengfeng saw that the old war knife was not ordinary iron at all - after being bitten by this big man, the broken swords of the knife were all turned into streamers and swallowed into the stomach by this big man.

The big man was keenly aware of something.

The big man who turned over and fell to the ground glanced at his right wrist, and simply handed it over to his left hand and slashed it at his right wrist!

Just break your wrist, and you will probably be able to recover after a while, which is much better than breaking your neck.

"But you don't want to look at it anymore?"

“……”

"So you're ......"

Du Chengfeng dodged sideways, but his palm once again grabbed the opponent's knife-wielding wrist.

Indeed, now he has the best sword in the world, and no one can resist his blade, he has such self-confidence - but in the face of this damn cook, he can't even do the most basic knife.

"Click-"

"I can't get a knife out from the beginning, and I really have some ability."

At this point, the winner is decided.

But obviously, his kindness is not appreciated by the other side.

The big man did fly into the air under the over-the-shoulder fall, but the vicious sword light came from below again-a person who was thrown in the air can still swing such a sharp knife, which is enough to see how superb this big man's martial arts are!

"Interesting, I've never heard of a pen being used as a weapon."

Carrying a war knife in his left hand, the big man looked up and down at the opponent in front of him.

And this also means that as long as you control the opponent's hand, it is equivalent to controlling the opponent's knife.

The ferocious knife intent was endless, and even the temple gate of the Rabbit Buddha Temple in the distance was split in half.

Responding to such nonsense was pointless, it would distract him, and what he really had to do now was to digest his own experience in the battle just now - although the time of the fight was only two short moments, it was enough for him to see a lot of things.

It was a similar feeling to the knife in his hand.

And the expression of this big man became more and more hideous.

As he said this, there was a sharp blade, and suddenly broke out of his body.

The cook's voice rang in his ears, and the simple words sounded so harsh at the moment.

So I only heard a click, and the right wrist of the big man was directly pinched off by Du Chengfeng!

"I'm really sorry, it's a little stronger."

“…… That being said. ”

No, it's boring.

Du Chengfeng chose the last one, after all, he really didn't want to fight with this strong man.

That's it?

The big man suddenly fell into a trance.

So, is this kind of thing really powerful?

The sharp blade tore through the skin of the big man and poked out of his arms, this is the appearance of the ancient war knife before, and at this moment it seems to have become one with this big man - the knife is the man, the man is the knife, at this moment, there is no blade that can stop him from swinging down!

"Come on, let me see what you're up to."

This cook, he hasn't used a blade yet.

"Hiss......"

“…… You say this? ”

Just like now, because the hardness of the body is too high, under this grasp, the wrist of the big man seems to be directly clamped by hydraulic pliers, and only a thin layer is left on the spot.

Du Chengfeng scratched his head in embarrassment.

All the way to this point, all the way to master such power, he has gone so far, he has experienced so much, now is the time for him to show his strength, it is the time for him to prove his strength, how can it be just like that? How can it be left at that?

The big man's face twitched.

However, no matter how hard you swing the knife, you still swing the knife after all.

When he raised his head again, the big man's face was already serious.

First of all, the chef in front of him is very strong, very strong.

Hearing this big man say this, Du Chengfeng also took out the bald pen on his waist.

Although Du Chengfeng's side didn't think about fighting, let alone winning, in fact, they did have a difference between each other.

The old war knife also suddenly shattered under this ferocious bite.

"Really? You haven't been bitten by a mosquito as a child? ”

But obviously, his idea is still a bit wishful thinking after all.

Du Chengfeng sighed.

“…… Good skills. ”

Just like now, Du Chengfeng has at least nine ways to make this knife fall on himself, and after these nine methods are summarized, they can be divided into three categories - that is, dodging, drawing the knife to block, or directly controlling the knife wielder on the opposite side, so that the knife can't fall from the beginning.

"You're a ......"

"Don't fight anymore, it won't do us any good if we continue to fight, or let's just leave it at that?"

But this action is still half a beat slower after all.

"Let go!"

The timing of this knife card is so accurate, just when Du Chengfeng still wants to speak, because the distance between the two sides is relatively far, and the distance between a knife, this time Du Chengfeng can no longer control the left hand.

There should be something hidden in the waist, it looks like a dagger, and there is a bag in the waist, which looks like it contains a pen - this is not surprising, after all, many people have the need to write, and it is understandable to carry a pen with them.

"What do I look at......"

But no matter how you say it, if you want to swing a knife, you have to move your hands, which is the most basic foundation.

But the question is, what does a cook with a pen do?

"Wait?"

He said so obviously that he was not hostile, this big man still took the initiative to cut over, is it so interesting to cut people?

The big man said no more.

Du Chengfeng hadn't finished speaking, but the sharp left-handed knife had already slashed head-on.

Just because the cook didn't hide away, but rushed directly in front of him, and the pair of steel-cast iron arms had already hugged his knife-holding left arm!

So I only heard a click, and the left arm of the big man also bent at a strange angle.

"You can hurt me, you're the first."

Picking up a knife and cutting someone is no different from cutting pork or mutton.

"Let's see if you kill me, or if it's my knife that kills you."

As long as you swing a knife, you must wave your arms, if you want this knife to be more powerful, maybe you have to twist your waist and turn your hips, of course, for those evil masters, they may not need to use this kind of martial arts method, they only need to easily swing the blade in their hands to destroy everything in front of them.

It's all come to this point, do we need to ...... anymore

“…… Do you want to come back? ”

Compressing his six-meter-tall body to only one meter seven, under such a density, his body can still move normally, which is already incredible.

Of course, this doesn't feel much in Du Chengfeng's own opinion, most of the time he just feels that his perspective has changed, it is not so high, and he can look at people relatively level-but now with this force, he knows that this high-density body is completely different from what he understands.

Although he always felt that it was not suitable to say such things at this time, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but speak.

Sensing the direction where the cook was hiding, the big man waved the sword in his hand for the first time.

Hearing the cook in front of him say this, the big man subconsciously lowered his head.

only to find that the bald pen just now had been nailed between his chest and abdomen at some point.

(End of chapter)