A firewood knife is, naturally, a knife for chopping vegetables.

The wood knife in the boy's hand was very ordinary, no different from the ordinary farmer's kitchen knife, the handle was made of wood, the blade was dull, and the rust on the top was faintly visible;

The young man turned his back to the horse team of the Great Xia people, his body was tall and strong, the arm holding the kitchen knife was brave and powerful, and the outline of the muscles was flawless in the drawing.

Just like the brave and invincible hero in the storybook, the young man stood in the wind with a kitchen knife in his hand, and one person blocked nearly 100 people... The horse team of the Great Xia people suddenly stopped, and the dust and smoke billowed out.

"Where did the earth dog come from!" Zhang Ze, who has always been arrogant and domineering, raised his head and drank, "Get out of the way!"

The young man's body did not move, he still had his back to the horse team, although he was young, his voice was as thick as rolling thunder, "Ma Mu's pro-disciple Huang Liang, entrusted by others, begged to fight with Zhang Ze, a disciple of Xia Zhenren." ”

Compared with the overlords of the three major forces, Ma Mu's name is not loud... But as an old monster that has survived for countless years, his strength is on the same level as that of the gray robe, and no one in the Instrument Spirit Kingdom has ever doubted his strength.

"Who called you to come and fight? Are you a dog? If someone calls you to come over, you have to beat you?"

The cool wind blew on Zhang Ze's face, making him a little fluttery... remembered that he had been beaten by the Qian family and Boss Fu a few months ago. Now I can beat people up in reverse, and it feels really good.

In short, it's cool to rely on the feeling of more people bullying fewer people.

The young man surnamed Huang Mingliang suddenly turned around, and on his body with perfect muscles, there was a very delicate face, black eyelashes on the bridge of his nose, and a pair of eyes as bright as a clear lake under the moonlight... It's just that his face is full of pockmarks.

For the land of the True Realm, daring to show his sword when facing the enemy, even if he dies in battle, is the glory and pursuit of a warrior's life.

A person who is fearless and pursues the ultimate in martial arts is always worthy of awe. Serious people are always cute.... Huang Liang's master Ma Mu is such a person.

When he was young, Ma Mu always liked to hold a kitchen knife, no matter the gender of the opponent, regardless of age, as long as he was sure that the other party was someone he could not defeat, Ma Mu would always show the knife.

Although Ma Mu has never won against anyone, even if he has never defeated in gray robes, Ma Mu always dares to fight.

Now, Ma Mu's firewood knife is given to the apprentice Huang Liang.

Huang Liang took this knife and chopped firewood in the ancient forest on the shore of the Black Sea for fifteen years... Today's firewood knife is back in the rivers and lakes.

He blinked his eyes like a glow, and his deep voice was full of male charm, "Because I can't beat you, I want you to fight.... I'm going to challenge you. ”

For the real field. There are challenges to be met, which is the spirit and quality that every warrior should have.... When the enemy is cowardly, there will be no shame in the world.

Obviously, Zhang Ze has been laughed at many times by the world.

Looking at the figure of the young man, perhaps thinking of the bloody plot of some heroes in the storybook, Zhang Ze laughed, "What kind of shit luck did you take today? Don't you all know? Lao Tzu never fights with people, Lao Tzu always fights with people and only shouts, do you mind, can we go up and beat you together?"

Huang Liang raised his face slightly, calmly looking at the many people of Daxia, he clasped his arms with both hands and crossed his knife, he only said two words, "Yes." ”

After he put the knife behind his hand, he clenched his fists, and he bowed, "So, please advise." ”

Then he went with the knife.

He carried a rusty wood knife, which had already slashed to the fat man's heavenly spirit cover.

The knife of the sorghum is used to chop wood and cut wood. Therefore, the edge of his knife is like a vigorous ancient tree in spring, growing wildly along the veins of light.

Ancient trees take root, sprout, and thrive.. The sturdy trunks of the trees dared to meet like rattans, entangled the limbs of the fat man Zhang Ze, and then continued to spread.

In an instant, there were already many young powerhouses in Great Xia who were entangled in their bodies by tree trunks.

Lush leaves grow on the trunk of the tree, growing in the direction of the sun... The ancient trees slowly sky and cover the sky.

In an instant, the fat man's fat body was already wrapped into a cicada chrysalis... Huang Liang slowly raised the firewood knife and stabbed towards the center of the cicada chrysalis.

Prosperous.

There was a bang.

Like an explosion, the intersecting trunks and luxuriant leaves shattered into trivial detriments and scattered in all directions... A crisp phoenix roar came from the center of the explosion, and an unidentified creature with transparent flame wings soared into the air.

The unidentified creatures were covered in transparent flames, and the trees and leaves growing from the hatchets were stained with ashes.

The unknown creature with wings burning all over the body is naturally the fat man Zhang Ze.... He hung in the air, his body shaking violently with his trembling wings, and the fat flesh on his body hung down like a cow's milk, shaking violently.

The fat man didn't call people to beat him, he dispersed the young man of Daxia who was about to shoot... Even though he was in mid-air, his body shaking violently, the fat man still had his hands in his trouser pockets, his head was facing the sky, his eyes were down, and he was looking at the knife in Huang Liang's hand with interest, "What knife?"

"Hatchet!"

"you! I'm asking for the name of the knife!"

"Hatchet!"

"Fuck you!"

After the fat man yelled, he retracted the wings on his back and began to punch.

The sorghum is still out of the knife.

The tip of the knife and the back of the fist touch together.

The material of the firewood knife is firewood, so the firewood knife collides with human bones, and you can't hear the roar of weapons colliding, nor can you hear the crisp sound of bones breaking or iron breaking... The collision is very simple, and it looks like two pieces of cotton touching each other.

But the surrounding space seems to be distorted, the light is broken into very short bundles in a visible way, stacked in the space in a chaotic way, and the people and objects around are reflected by the chaotic light into incomplete and incoherent pieces.... The space is like a piece of paper scribbled by a three-year-old child.

In the chaotic space, Zhang turned into a phoenix formed by the true power of the void, and the yellow sorghum and firewood knife turned into a cannibalistic ancient tree in the sky.

The true power of the void raged like a dragon, distorting the projection of light into space.

...

The true power of the void is both intangible and tangible.

The projection of the Void True Power mastered by the martial artist manifests reality in the real space, and what the shape and specific existence of the Void True Power are.

The shape of the Void True Power of the Golden Body Ancestor is gold, which is the gold of the five elements that contain all kinds of things, and it is the strongest gold, so the Golden Body Ancestor is indestructible.

Wu Daozi's void true power shape is water, which is the water in the five elements that contain all kinds of things, and it is the softest and most rigid water, so Wu Daozi is both rigid and soft.

And Zhang Ze's manifestation of the true power of the void in the real void is an ancient phoenix, and Huangliang is an ancient cannibal tree.

They are not ordinary martial artists who communicate the true power of the void and fight, nor are they genius warriors who fight with soul power to create the true power of the void... Rather, he incarnates himself as the true power of the void.

It represents Zhang Ze's mastery of the true power of the Ancient Phoenix Void, and Huang Liang's mastery of the true power of the Ancient Cannibal Ancient Wood Void... Still complete.

If you can enter the Holy Power under the age of 20, you are a genius, and if you can enter the Holy Spirit, you are a genius among geniuses, and if your soul power can be directly transformed into a tangible Void True Power, you are a demon.

But not only are they sanctified, their true power is tangible, and... They can transform themselves into tangible void power,

A tree, an ancient phoenix.

This is the top young combat force among tens of thousands of human beings.

..

A crisp phoenix chirp came.

Under the sound of the phoenix, an ancient tree shades the sky.

The projection of the real void distorted by the chaotic Void True Power slowly returned to normal.

The land within a radius of several miles was scorched by the phoenix fire, leaving nothing behind, and the trees and flowers within a radius of several miles were swallowed up and disappeared by ancient trees;

On the wasteland, only two teenagers are left facing each other.

The fat man was still in a cool pose, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his head and chin facing the sky, and only his blood-red eyes were looking down at the yellow sorghum.

Huang Liang's body was still straight, and the green tendons of the hand holding the firewood knife were bursting up.

"You're not relying on yourself, you're relying on the knife. The fat man snorted, "But you're not practicing knives, you're planting trees.... No one fights like you!"

"I'm not a swordsman, I'm a woodcutter. "Huang Liang's voice is still strong.... But he suddenly staggered to his knees, and only supported the ground with a knife, and his face was pale with pockmarked seeds.

Huang Liang's voice was as weak as a patient, but it still felt hard and powerful, "I'm defeated. ”

"You, like your master, will always be defeated. ”

"Because I only fight people who are stronger than me. ”

The fat man suddenly laughed, "Two fools, it's really boring, I don't eat or drink, I don't love girls or money, I love to fight every day.... Fuck me... Fuck you wish you to be brave all the time. ”

"I bless myself too. Huang Liang also grinned lightly, "You are not a villain, you deserve respect." ”

The fat man doesn't eat this, "I don't need your respect! The next time I see you, I will never fight again!"

"I can single-handedly pick up a group of you" Huang Liang staggered to his feet, "The Machine-Spirit Country, the Mo Clan, the Snow Clan, the Sheng Clan, and the Su Clan, all don't like you Great Xia people. ”

"Even the little emperor of Guilin Mountain has contradictions with your Great Xia. ”

"Xia Zhenren's apprentice.. Mr. Fatty, I wish you not to be defeated by those in front of you. I will wait for you in the pear orchard. ”

Huang Liang turned around, clenched the broken knife in his hand, and limped towards the remnant sun of the desert, his back gloomy and stubborn.

Who will be the next one who will be honored to defeat him?

"Crazy! fucking delay Lao Tzu's kung fu!"

The fat man began to scold his mother, "My mother knows that it must be no good thing to come here!

"Xia Zhenren, you are a fool. ”

The fat man scolded his mother in his mouth, and he was also scolding his mother in his heart: That beast who loves to play stones, and his mother enjoys happiness in Guilin Mountain! There are enemies in front of him, and Lao Tzu has to be tired to death!