It wasn't until he saw the bald pen nailed between his chest and abdomen that the big man realized for the first time that death was so close to him.

The bald pen, which was about to fall apart, quickly became ruddy, and it was the blood that flowed from his body, and the blood flowed down the barrel of the pen, passed through the pen, and finally dripped to the ground, leaving red traces.

He was probably going to die.

He hadn't even had time to become famous, he hadn't even had time to kill all sides, he hadn't even shown his superb sword skills, he hadn't even said his name.

In the past, he went all the way to the war, he just didn't want to be that unknown person anymore, he wanted power, he wanted to become strong - so he went all the way to the present, he mastered power, he walked so many roads, and paid so much for it.

But now, he is going to die here as a nameless person.

That's really ......

"Alright, don't mess around, you can't come up with a complete idea right now...... In this way, I'll deal with the injury, and then you drink hot soup here to make up for it, and then sleep well, what thoughts and decisions, and when you wake up and are full of energy, what do you think? ”

But maybe it's because he's been using it for too long, if it's really not this feel, he's still a little unaccustomed to it.

“…… Yes? ”

The other party only came out to mediate the dispute, and he didn't want to come out to cut people, so why did he have to carry a knife in his hand?

It's one thing, but it's another thing when it falls on him - that's it, although from a reasonable point of view, this statement is indeed no problem, but from a personal point of view, he can't accept that the first knife in the world in his hand will be defeated by a swordsman who doesn't even have a knife.

"Actually...... Still is. ”

"Alright, don't move."

But no matter how much it is temporarily treated, the wound is still a wound, and the blood lost due to the wound, the damaged texture, and the spirit that collapsed because of this defeat are not so easy to recover.

Just because his gaze was already completely attracted by the war knife in front of him.

"This."

The world's best sword......

Du Chengfeng immediately gave an answer.

It is precisely because he has enough knowledge of knives that he can see and dismantle his moves, and even let him not even make a knife.

After drinking half a bowl of soup, the big man directly raised his neck.

Du Chengfeng's face suddenly froze.

"I did cut the stone bridge, but how can you tell I can use a knife?"

"Please make sure you show me your knife!"

yes, what can he do?

When he said it, he was relieved, but if the other party didn't kill him, what could he do?

Suicide? Is that the end here? So what was his bow just now?

"I ......"

The exaggerated shape means that the center of gravity is not at all in hand, such a war knife is swung, the arms and wrists will be very uncomfortable, and the heavy blade means a heavy weight, which means that this knife can actually not be cut a few times when it is really used - to put it mildly, this knife is not much different from a heavy wood chopping axe, and it is almost impossible to change the move after a knife.

“……”

Du Chengfeng took a look at it by the way, the hand that was originally cut off by the big man had regrown at some point, but that hand looked like a blade no matter how it looked.

The big man nodded with difficulty.

"Look, it works, right?"

“……”

"This is indeed the knife I used, what's wrong?"

"But the thing, it's really what you said, if someone beats your pen with the judge's pen, then it is naturally not the first in the world...... But don't you use a knife? Where did this pen come from? ”

Killing people in front of children has an immeasurable negative impact on teenagers.

However, when Du Chengfeng had just pulled out the bald pen and was about to deal with the wound, the wound that was stabbed out between the chest and abdomen of the big man actually grew a blade directly from the inside.

Saying this, the big man waved his hand and showed his simple sword.

The knife is indeed a good knife, but that is only from the level of the so-called evil qi master, after all, this knife seems to have cut many people, and it should have accumulated a lot of evil qi - but from the perspective of a war knife, this knife is how bad it is.

But this kind of thing is just to think about, and when it comes to this, there is no need for him and this big man to continue to fight - not to mention that compared to this battle knife and big man who are already defeated by his subordinates, he is more curious about what this mechanism is all about.

The big man couldn't help but be stunned.

To Du Chengfeng's surprise, the big man in front of him nodded.

"Let me see your knife."

The big man was a little chilled by Du Chengfeng's gaze, but when the words came to his mouth, he still continued.

As soon as these words came out, the big man really stopped moving.

"It's me who lost, you can kill me."

"Although we all lost, this knife is still the best sword in the world, after all, this knife is lost to you, and it is not lost to the knife...... If no new sword can beat it, it will still be the best in the world. ”

"But looking at it now, it should be the first knife in the world, after all, this time, whether it is me or it, we have lost. There is no first in the text, there is no second in the martial arts, and the sword that loses will definitely not be the first in the world......"

"Is this really your knife?"

Thinking of the battle just now, the face of the big man was full of regret.

Du Chengfeng's expression was quite subtle.

However, it was at this time that a hand was placed on his shoulder.

The cook spoke again, and his face looked rather dissatisfied.

"This knife...... It is the world's number one war knife. ”

The big man hadn't recovered from the battle just now, and was still recalling what had happened before.

It is not a question sentence, but an affirmative sentence, and when the big man said this, he raised his head and looked into Du Chengfeng's eyes.

"Which master did you get this knife from, right? The will sent above is very pure, and with this will alone, this knife may be able to compete with my knife and see who is the real number one in the world, but the problem is that the material and design of your knife itself are really ......."

The big man didn't speak, just lowered his head silently, and let Du Chengfeng pull out the bald pen nailed between his chest and abdomen.

This time, the big man finally stopped moving.

Well, it's good, because of the exaggerated shape and poor breeding, the feel of this knife is still just as bad.

"How come you all have this virtue in both of you?"

He suddenly felt that he might as well kill this big man.

This also made the big man hang his head.

However, even if the imagination is a little different from reality, this big man has not been able to say any words of protest at the moment.

"I ......"

Du Chengfeng was a little puzzled.

It seems like...... That's exactly what happened.

The cook's voice rang out again.

"Yes, take it, hold it steady."

But now that he thinks about it, he realizes that not carrying a knife does not mean that he does not know a knife.

This is not even persuasion, but the body has taken action one step ahead of him - it is at this time that he realizes that no matter how fierce he is in words and how fierce he is in action, in the final analysis, he still does not want to die after all.

Is it really strong to be the first in the world?

Not necessarily.

But obviously, this time, the big man in front of him didn't feel his kindness either.

Obviously, this big man has some kind of special method, which can temporarily treat wounds while maintaining a certain combat effectiveness.

"In other words, your knife is not the best knife in the world now?"

Such a knife can't kill people at all, and it's a bit too clumsy to kill pigs.

It's really better than people to die, and goods to be thrown away.

So he chose to use a bowl of hot soup to warm up the other party a little, and the warm soup can make people feel slightly better - of course, this bowl of soup is also free of charge, anyway, he boiled a big pot, and the noodles don't need so much.

"I won the battle and brought it."

Du Chengfeng could see that this big man was very frustrated.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? I said no, no, no, you still have to cut it with a knife, did you give me time to draw the knife? Who's okay with this stuff in the back kitchen? ”

Du Chengfeng's face froze.

The big man was speechless for a long time.

Du Chengfeng, who came back to his senses, also retracted his gaze embarrassedly.

The big man was stunned.

"So you take your knife out too."

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but look at his bald pen.

That's really ......

Strictly speaking, he defeated the pen with a knife, and then defeated the knife with a pen - although he had the impression that he actually didn't use a knife when he won against Yuan Zhixian, but now it seems that this world's number one mechanism seems to be more complicated than he understood before.

He should have seen this earlier, but the blade on the other party's body misled him - with a dagger in his waist and a bald pen that couldn't see the bottom of it, which is almost the same as not having a blade, even if he has a good direction, it is probably a hand-to-hand short fight or something, but to this extent, he can't deal with the sword, let alone his knife.

Why is a person who is good at using knives but not using knives?

Is it to look down on him? Do you think he doesn't need to draw a knife at his level? Or is it ......

"When I did it just now."

Du Chengfeng picked up his heavy sword.

"Here, I'll show you."

Although theoretically speaking, he does have a chance to make amends, such as taking advantage of his illness to kill him, simply killing this big man again, anyway, the other party can't beat him, and it doesn't take more than a minute to do it - but things must not be done like this, on the one hand, it is too immoral, and the other is that the nameless boy is still watching.

Not to mention......

"This ......"

The more he looked at it, the more the big man frowned.

But the other party directly took out the knife and showed it to him...... It seems that it was indeed shown to him?

When it came to this, it was a little sprinkled and rolling, but considering that this big man was probably not sober now, Du Chengfeng didn't say much, he simply ran back to the post station, made a look of taking something, and then used the Emperor's Cervical Sword to cut open the hole and take out the thick knife he was used to.

Thinking of this, the big man frowned.

"Pour ...... It really works. ”

"It's not a fatal injury now, and it won't be necessary if you move again...... The other end of the pen is the blade, carefully scratched to the internal organs. ”

"Do you see that?"

"I'm not talking about this ......"

“…… Will you wait a minute? ”

"How?"

"Oh, that's what happened."

"You cut the stone bridge by the river?"

The big man choked directly in place, what he wanted to express was obviously to look at the other party's knife moves and knife paths, or the understanding of the knife, to see where he was bad, and to see where the other party was strong.

The big man with a mess in his head simply gritted his teeth, and he was about to twist his body and let the bald pen on his chest stir up his internal organs.

"I ...... Lost. ”

Compared to this war knife, his bald pen is really a bit too wasteful, although theoretically speaking, when this pen is in Yuan Zhixian's hand, the seller show looks quite bluffing, but why is it in his hands, he can only use this thing as a camouflage uniform?

Du Chengfeng took back the blade and even swung it a few times in the air.

He may not be as death-conscious as he thinks.

For the rescue just now, he suddenly regretted a little, maybe he just killed this big man, and the knife was his.

Hearing Du Chengfeng say this, the forehead of the big man was sweating.

"So why don't you use a knife?"

"You...... Very good at using knives. ”

After all, he still has the world's first judge pen in his hand, if according to this big man's statement, is someone using the judge pen to defeat this pen, the winner is the new world's first pen?

"This ...... Is this pen actually the best in the world? No wonder it pierced my body. ”

However, it was on such a knife like broken copper and iron, that he felt a rather pure aura, which was far purer than the so-called evil qi, more like the will left by a master.

Perhaps the blade itself can indeed bring temporary strength, but the real decision of strength is the person who uses the blade after all.

He really couldn't figure out who would use such a rotten thing - but this thing is not particularly bad strictly speaking, just, it can't go up or down, it's not good or bad, it's very confusing.

Obviously, this is also the ability brought by that war knife, just like the sudden second-stage transformation just now, and the method of sealing the wound.

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng's eyes once again caught a glimpse of this big man.

His prediction on this point is correct, this bald pen is indeed very saying.

The big man was puzzled.

"The best sword in the world."

"Cut it at every turn, and if you can't beat it, you will bow your head and wait for death, as if you won't die today...... Then I ask you, if I don't kill you today, what can you do? ”

"Because you're too fast, of course!"

"What did you just say? What is the first in the world? ”

"Let me cut it, just cut your knife off."

"As long as I cut off your knife, my knife will be the best in the world."

(End of chapter)