Mittal was also staring at the man in blue, he looked at it for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Dear boss, what's your name?"

The man in blue said: "Pu Nan window." ”

"It's a good name. ”

Pu Nanzhuang said: "This is indeed a good name. ”

Mittal laughed, "After you die, I want to use your name." ”

Pu Nanzhuang said: "Do you often change your name?"

Mittal laughed: "I haven't changed much, and I've only changed my name twice since I was born. I only change my name when I come across a very good name, or when the name I'm using now suddenly becomes famous. ”

Pu Nan said: "Why did you change your name?"

Mittal said: "Now, just because the name 'Mittal' seems to be a bit well-known. However, having popularity is the last thing a good killer should have. So I'm already thinking about another name. And yours is a good name, I haven't heard of it, and I love it. ”

Du Shenfei has heard many stories of heroes in the rivers and lakes, but he has never heard of the name "Pu Nan Window".

Pu Nanzhuang sneered and said, "Okay! If you can kill me, then my name is yours." ”

Mittal immediately said, "Okay! Then you will die today!"

As soon as the words fell, his people rushed towards Pu Nan's window.

His body is also very peculiar, his people break through the air, like a rapidly rotating wooden drill, rushing towards Pu Nan's window.

The knife in his hand is like the drill of a wooden drill.

Now, the goal of this "wooden diamond" is the heart of Pu Nan Window.

Pu Nan's sword has also been drawn.

His sword was long and thick, and looked very bulky.

Now, this sword is in Pu Nan's hand, and the silver blade and tip of the sword are shining in the dazzling sunlight.

This sword is also waiting to pierce Mittal's heart.

It's a sword that kills.

A sword that seems to already have a soul.

In the face of a formidable foe like Mittal, it seems to shine far brighter than usual.

Du Shenfei could see that there must have been a lot of people who died under this sword. Because the hand holding this sword has always been steady. The owner of this sword, also very stable.

This sword's thirst for blood is also much stronger than other swords.

Now, this heavy sword is waiting to be filled with the stinking blood of the enemy.

It definitely doesn't have to wait long, because Mittal is really fast.

In the blink of an eye, Mittal had already arrived in front of Pu Nan's window.

The reddish light in the silver of the scimitar went straight to Pu Nan's heart.

This is also a knife with a soul, because it has drunk too much blood, even more than the long sword in Pu Nanchuang's hand.

The soul of this knife seems to have been able to control the knife itself, leading this knife to pierce the most suitable part of the enemy's body in the best state.

Therefore, Mittal's knife, in the best state, stabbed into Pu Nanchuang's heart.

The heart socket is the weakest part of the human body and can be fatal with a single blow.

If a person wants to kill the enemy with a single blow, the most suitable part is the heart.

Now, the knife was spinning in a strange and strange way, and then it was running towards Pu Nan's heart.

This knife rotates in such a strange way that it almost only takes a single knife to completely dig out the opponent's heart.

However, the sword in Pu Nanchuang's hand will never allow the enemy's sword to dig out his master's heart casually.

This sword is a sword with a soul.

Just when Mittal's scimitar was almost close to Pu Nan's heart, the sword was suddenly raised, and then it hit Mittal's scimitar with a "ding".

At this time, Mittal's knife and arm were immediately lifted up by a strange force.

Pu Nanzhuang is very tall and very big, and his strength is certainly not small.

As soon as he raised his sword, he had already shaken away Mittal's scimitar.

Then, the people in Pu Nan Window had already rushed forward.

He's so fast!

The sword in his hand slanted upwards and stabbed out.

The target of this sword is also Mittal's heart.

A person who has been killed for a long time and is bent on killing the enemy, their goal is often to choose a place that can kill with a single blow.

Mittal is a man of the past, and so is Pu Nan Window.

If there is a war between such two people, then one of them must fall.

In Tayger's view, it must have been Pu Nan Window that fell first.

In Long Jinxiu's view, it must be Mittal who fell first.

Now, Long Jinxiu and Tegeol are waiting for the end of the battle between the two, waiting for one to live and one to die.

None of them knew who would live to see the sun rising tomorrow morning.

Soon, these two people had already used twenty or thirty moves each.

Such two people are indeed two very peculiar people.

The goal of each of their swords or each of them is the heart of the other party.

They never even considered that the knife or sword in their hand could pierce other parts of the other's body.

Their goal is only each other's hearts.

Historically, there have never been two rivals who have been fighting to the death to reach such a tacit understanding.

Now, Pu Nanzhuang and Mittal have reached such a tacit understanding.

They never attack any part of the other except the heart socket.

Because, Mittal wants to see if there is any in Pu Nan's heart?

Because, Pu Nanzhuang wants to see if Mittal still has a little conscience?

On this flat land that is not too big and not too small, Long Jinxiu, Tegeer and others are all staring at the thrilling battle between the two.

No one spoke up.

Du Shenfei, who was hiding behind the thorns, did not make a sound.

He had even completely forgotten whether he had spoken out or not.

He had never seen such a war, and he had never imagined that such a tacit understanding could be reached between two opponents who were fighting for life and death.

He suddenly remembered that the only thing he had seen that could achieve this tacit understanding was the battle between Poultry House River and Gu Caoyi in that cave.

That battle was the most exciting battle Du Shenfei had ever seen.

And in this place, the battle between Pu Nanzhuang and Mittal, he suddenly felt that it was definitely no less than the battle between Poultry House River and Gu Caoyi.

The figure and speed of these two people's shots will definitely not be slower than that of Poultry House River and Gu Caoyi.

Now, the war between these two people has been going on for a long time.

Under the pressure of Pu Nan's sharp and strange sword light, Mittal was retreating in the air.

The direction of his retreat was the thorn bush where Du Shenfei was hiding.

The light work of these two people is very good!

Almost in the blink of an eye, Mittal had already arrived at the thorn bush in front of Du Shenfei.

At this time, Du Shenfei, who was squatting on the ground, suddenly stood up, then drew his knife and sent the knife.

He slashed it with a single sword.

This knife is really accurate! It was slashing right on Mittal's shoulder.

The power of this knife is also very great.

With just one stab, Mittal's hand holding the knife suddenly flew out with a string of bright red blood.

At this time, there was a terrible cry immediately.

This scream, of course, was the scream made by Mittal when his arm was broken.

Before he could pause, he let out another scream.

This was the scream of Pu Nanzhuang when he stabbed a sword into his heart.

The long and heavy sword in Pu Nan's hand pierced Mittal's heart with one sword.

The blade of the sword, piercing through Mittal's back.