Hou Xiaohu asked lightly at Song Wuhou, who was going and returning.

Compared with a month ago, Song Wuhou looked a lot thinner, but his complexion looked much better, at least he no longer had the kind of Xiao Suo expression on his face.

There was a shining light in his eyes, and his temperament seemed to be quite calm.

Song Wuhou did not answer Hou Xiaohu's question immediately, but stood in the middle of the cliff, looking at the Tiger Roaring Gang at the other end of the island from a distance.

The Tiger Roar Gang of more than 300 people is still not a lot of people, but the bustle of people coming and going is comparable to the feeling of a small town.

After all, the Tiger Roaring Gang's small wharf was not built for fun, it was a real commercial distribution center on the island. Since the Dongting Gang was subverted by the Tiger Roaring Gang, the trade of the small dock can be said to have doubled several times. There is an endless stream of people who come to Tiger Roaring Island every day to trade, and the small wharf area has gradually formed a lush and lively town in this month's effort.

The people of the Tiger Roar Gang call this town Tiger Roar Town, but it is also in the same vein as the Tiger Roar Gang and the name of Tiger Roar Island.

"Tiger Roaring Island, it's very lively now. After being silent for a long time, Song Wuhou suddenly spoke. He lightly praised the current Tiger Roaring Island, and then fell silent again.

"Mr. Song came to my Tiger Roaring Gang this time, could it be just to say such an innocuous word?" Hou Xiaohu raised his eyebrows, and did not have any smug expression because of Song Wuhou's praise. As a young gang leader, Hou Xiaohu's mentality is quite old-fashioned, and now he will not easily let other people's words sway his mind.

"Fight with me. ”

Song Wuhou said suddenly.

But Hou Xiaohu didn't have the slightest change in his expression, as if he had already expected Song Wuhou's words.

"Don't you feel strange?" Song Wuhou saw that Hou Xiaohu was so calm, but he himself was not calm.

"What's so strange about this. I was supposed to be your enemy of life and death, and I wouldn't be surprised that you would fight with me, whenever and wherever you wanted. Here's what you should do. If you don't come to me, if you don't come to my Tiger Roar, that's really weird to me. Hou Xiaohu talked very indifferently, as if the person in front of him was not the one he harmed the other party's family, but just an ordinary friend.

"You're interesting. Song Wuhou's face pulled out an expression that seemed to be smiling, and Hou Xiaohu also smiled lightly, and said slowly, "You, aren't you also very interesting." ”

Song Wuhou shook his head, no longer dwelling on this issue, just pulled out his knife, and said to Hou Xiaohu with a strong fighting spirit: "Fighting with you on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, you and I are just warming up, but it's not enjoyable, it's not enjoyable, it's not enjoyable, it's not enjoyable." ”

"Today, let my big knife fight with you to your heart's content!"

Song Wuhou's eyes burned with a strong battle intent, and the war knife in his hand flashed with a cold coolness, and the whole person exuded a momentum from the inside out.

With such a strong fighting intent, even Hou Xiaohu was infected. Hou Xiaohu pulled out his saber and put it across his chest, and said coldly: "Since you want to fight, then do what you want!"

"I have long heard that Hou Xiaohu, the leader of your Tiger Roaring Gang, is the descendant of the Broken Knife Gate of Yanmen in Central Continent, and he has ten tips for breaking the knife in one hand, and he has the essence of martial arts of the Broken Knife Gate. Song Wuhou stroked his generous blade, as if he was caressing his lover, "The three contemptible brothers are all people who use knives, and they have always wanted to compete with those who are also masters of making knives." ”

"Hou has also heard that the three Song brothers all practice knives. The boss has a hand of '36-style star-chasing and moon slashing knife' to shock the cave, the second hand of the '18-style cloak with rain knife' is no less than the boss, and the third hand of the 'nine-style heavenly knife' rarely shoots to kill people. Thinking about Mr. Song's shot today, he didn't see blood and didn't accept it. Hou Xiaohu also stroked his knife, but his true qi was quietly poured into the blade.

After all, Song Wuhou is a mystery, and Hou Xiaohu is not sure who is stronger and weaker between himself and the other party, and he can only be more cautious.

Without warning, Song Wuhou suddenly raised his knife and rushed forward, and Hou Xiaohu also slapped the blade, and a chilling knife qi had already shot out.

Song Wuhou is not Song Wumin, not to mention that he has already taken precautions, just in a flash, he let go of this tentative speed is not fast but still sharp knife qi.

The next moment, Song Wuhou had already rushed to Hou Xiaohu's body, and the big knife slashed horizontally at Hou Xiaohu's chest.

With the sound of "dang", Hou Xiaohu did not dodge or dodge, and the two of them had a hard confrontation with Song Wuhou.

The two of them felt the heavy force of the two knives at the same time, and their hearts were all in their hearts.

The other party is really not to be underestimated.

"Drink!!" Hou Xiaohu made a hard effort and raised his knife, but Song Wuhou took a step back with his strength to see the knife that flashed past Hou Xiaohu.

The next moment, Song Wuhou did not retreat but advanced, and the big knife turned in a strange arc in the air, and it actually appeared directly on Hou Xiaohu's left abdomen.

This knife is really subtle and abnormal, not only the angle is weird, but the speed of the knife is even faster, Hou Xiaohu didn't have time to return the knife to block, so he had to retreat with all his strength, only to hear the sound of "stabbing", Hou Xiaohu's body was worthy of this knife, but his clothes were still cut by Song Wuhou's knife.

Hou Xiaohu's retreat, but Song Wuhou followed closely, a big knife in his hand was as flexible as a dagger, and the knife did not leave the vital point of Hou Xiaohu's left abdomen.

At such a close distance, Hou Xiaohu had no room to block and fight back, so he had to be forced to retreat again and again by Song Wuhou's knife.

In this way, Song Wuhou struck out thirty-one knives in a row, Hou Xiaohu retreated thirty-one steps, and when he hit the last time, Hou Xiaohu finally held the moment when Song Wuhou took out the knife, and the knife in his hand turned to block Song Wuhou's thirty-second horizontal slash.

With the sound of "dang", Song Wuhou did not continue to pursue, and Hou Xiaohu did not take advantage of the situation.

At this moment, Hou Xiaohu's clothes have already turned into tattered beggar clothes in Song Wuhou's continuous horizontal slashing, especially the left abdomen that Song Wuhou focuses on, and it has broken quite a step at this moment. Thanks to Song Wuhou's seemingly ruthless move, he didn't actually make a ruthless move, otherwise according to Fang Cai Hou Xiaohu's invincible move, he would have become Song Wuhou's ghost under the knife.

Although neither side used their full strength, Hou Xiaohu knew that there was indeed a big gap in strength between himself and this mysterious "stealth Jiao".

To be continued......

This book was first published in Reading Books