Feng Zi had seen it clearly after the previous few tricks, and knew that the Tiger Village bandit in front of him was extremely jealous of the invincible embrace and unphased magic on his body, so he didn't dare to have a head-to-head confrontation, but just blindly knocked on the side. Now seeing that the three knives slashed down the bandit and there was no way to avoid it, and he had no choice but to raise the big knife in his hand and risk following the blade he had chopped to meet him, Feng Zidu immediately understood in his heart that this person wanted to use this weapon to seal his own weapon, which meant that he wanted to defeat the first soldier, and then he could solve the current misfortune.

Knowing this, Fengzi couldn't help but sneer, and came up arrogantly in his heart, thinking: "But I don't know if this knife can cut off the evil thief's ghost-headed machete?"

But when I heard the loud sound of "dang", the sound shook the ears of everyone on the field and roared, and the two knives suddenly collided in the wind and rain, and the sparks were only splashed in an instant. Feng Zi felt a strong force from the opponent's knife and collided, his chest shook, his body couldn't help but take half a step back, and shook slightly. Fengzi knew that the hugging of the inner breath in his body was indestructible, and at this moment there was a shock, which was very rare, but he was a little surprised, and said secretly: "I didn't expect this tiger village to hide the dragon and crouching tiger, and the internal strength of this guy is so good." Hehe, it's no wonder that the Tiger Village can stand on the rivers and lakes for many years, and it will not fall. ”

The bandit screamed, kicked back three steps in a row, turned over and sat on the ground, his face turned red with ochre, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof". Seeing this, Fengzi was stimulated by ferocity, how could he not take advantage of the situation to kill? Hehe sneered a few times, raised his arms and raised his knife, stepped forward and slashed down with a knife. The bandit saw that Feng Zidu could instantly hold the knife and slash again, and he was shocked to understand that this knife matter was related to the current life, where could he have time to adjust his luck?

The two knives collided, and the "dang" rang sharply. The blood in the bandit's body was only churning and rushing, and the Venus in front of him was bursting one after another, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and spray three mouthfuls of thick blood in a row, and then turned over and fell to the ground. As for the ghost-headed machete in his hand, because he couldn't resist it, he slashed it again, and the response broke into two parts. The bandit secretly complained bitterly, after these two falls, Fang Zhirao is his own strength in cultivating for decades, and he couldn't resist Feng Zidu's earth-shattering embrace of ghosts and gods.

What kind of miraculous skill is Yin Zaiye's embrace? Such a straight attack on the chest, the bandit was dizzy, his heart was burned, his arm couldn't help but vibrate violently from the inside outward, the tiger's mouth burst and tore, and he couldn't hold the handle of the knife anymore, and with Fengzidu's internal force oscillating everywhere, the two severed blades suddenly flew out of his hand, and fell far away into the bandits. In the crowd, I heard someone on the left and right sides crying out in pain, and I guess I couldn't dodge, and I was hit by a broken blade and fell down and hit the instep of each other.

At this time, the wind and rain are urgent, and there is a vast expanse everywhere. Although Fengzi slashed out twice in a row, and twice in a row he slashed the bandit to the ground with his unphased divine skills, he also knew that the internal strength of the person in front of him was very strong, and he was only on par with the Fatian monk and others, or even surpassed. Moreover, when the current bandits were eyeing each other, Fengzi didn't dare to be careless after all, held the knife and paused his body, took a deep breath and operated in his body, and only when he saw that there was indeed no hindrance to lag, he dared to secretly rest assured.

Fengzi raised his head and laughed angrily, exclaiming: "After all, this knife in Lao Tzu's hand is a little useful." His eyes swept over the faces of the current bandits one by one, remembering the tragic situation of his little sister, he was sad and angry, and shouted angrily: "Hehe, people are doing it, you must know that the sky is watching, and sooner or later it will be reported." Dog thief, why don't you hurry up?"

The bandit couldn't help but be shocked when he saw Feng Zi holding the knife and killing again, but at this moment, his whole body was soft, and his heart was very annoyed and wanted to vomit, where was there any spare strength to climb up and dodge and flee for his life? Not to mention that there was no knife in his hand at this moment, and he was even more powerless to resist Feng Ziyu's fierce knife invasion.

I saw a sword shining in the wind and rain, and the seventy or eighty villains in the Tiger Village were screaming and exclaiming, and the leader in charge of the punishment of the village had not had time to spit out a wail, and had already been slashed and fell to the ground by Fengzi with a knife in two pieces.