Chapter 201 Huaxia Talents Are the Ancestors of Swords
"Wolf Castle?"
Xu Tingfei frowned at this time, "Why did those monsters from the West come to join in the fun?"
Dangdang...
In the plateau primeval forest in the dark night, two more sounds of gold and iron crossing sounded, Liu Feng retreated three steps to the tree, and used his body to block the unconscious Chengying sword behind him.
Five meters in front of him, appeared two ninjas dressed in black, wearing black masks, and holding Japanese samurai swords in both hands.
"Ninja!"
The corner of Liu Feng's mouth sneered mockingly, "The Yamaguchi-gumi can't help it again. You should be a rare high-level ninja in Japan with your skills, right? The Yamaguchi-gumi is really willing to dispatch two high-level ninjas at once."
Swish!
The two Gao Ren didn't speak to Liu Feng, they moved out one to the left and the other to the right, and the two Japanese knives went up and down to flank Liu Feng. Go up the road with one knife, pick Liu Feng's throat obliquely, go down the road with one knife, cut Liu Feng's feet obliquely.
The angles of the two high ninja swords were extremely tricky, and the speed was extremely fast. The two cooperated seamlessly, which also brought great pressure to Liu Feng. The most important thing is that Liu Feng is behind Chengyingjian, he can't retreat anymore, otherwise, with the cruel means of the two Gao Ren, China's excellent super soldier king will never be given a chance to wake up again.
Liu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the scimitar with his right hand, and collapsed the Japanese sword on the road with a bang. At the same time, Liu Feng raised his left foot slightly, and then stepped on it suddenly. With a subtle and dangerous movement, he actually stepped on the Xialu Wadao under his foot.
Swish!
The reaction of the two high ninjas was also extremely fast, the two retreated and drew their knives at the same time, and they retreated nearly ten meters away in an instant.
"I understand, you are not fast in absolute speed, but fast in small-scale movement."
Liu Feng sneered, but he didn't see any movement under his feet, but he suddenly rushed towards the two Gao Ren, with a swipe of his right hand, the light of the saber flickered from Gao Ren's throat on the left, "I must tell you,
Brother's speed is also not slow. "
when!
Gao Ren, who was attacked by Liu Feng, blocked his vertical knife, and his body was shaken to retreat again.
Another Gao Ren slashed at Liu Feng almost at the same time.
puff……
This knife is too fast, whether it is pure speed or the ability to capture fighters, it has been brought to the extreme by this high ninja.
Even though Liu Feng's footwork is extremely good and his body is so agile, his right shoulder was still cut open by the Japanese knife.
However, it was just a cut, but Liu Feng didn't see any blood. On the contrary, Gao Ren froze in place immediately after he slashed the knife.
Because while avoiding his knife, Liu Feng reversed the scimitar in his hand, and stabbed obliquely from the left rib of this Gao Ren with a puff.
"Bagaya Road!"
Gao Ren, who was knocked away by Liu Feng's knife just now, roared angrily and rushed forward again.
"Baga, you sister! You two guys were able to deal with me just now, and now you are the only one left. You can take three swords at most in front of me." Liu Feng taunted the other party in Japanese, and drew his sword with his right hand and walked away. Out, the Gao Ren who was stabbed by him fell to the ground.
Swish!
The two strike their knives at the same time, not only to kill the other, but also to avoid the other's attack.
In the dark night, the light of the knife flashed past, and then a line of blood rose into the sky, and in the howling night wind, a strong smell of blood quickly blew.
Swish!
Immediately afterwards, the two turned around at the same time, and the knife light flashed again.
Another spurt of blood sprayed out, Liu Feng took half a step back, and the scimitar spun out in his hand again into a brilliant knife flower.
Ko Shinobu from the Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi stepped back three steps, and the Japanese sword was straight in his hand, pointing obliquely at the ground.
Swish!
Afterwards, the two rushed towards each other again, the knife light flickered continuously, and then the two passed by.
After the two of them used their knives three times, they finally stopped.
About two seconds later, Liu Feng flicked his right hand, and the last drop of blood dripped from the scimitar. Then he turned around and walked towards Chengyingjian under the tree. He didn't look at Gao Ren any more, but stretched out both hands, and began to twist needles for Chengyingjian to heal the injury.
puff!
Three seconds later, that Gao Ren's throat suddenly splashed a stream of bright red plasma, and then fell to the ground with a plop.
If anyone was watching at this time, they would definitely be amazed by Liu Feng's saber skills. Because that Gao Ren had two stab wounds besides the fatal wound on his throat.
One was under the armpit of his right arm, and the incision was more than half a foot long, extending all the way to his chest.
The other one was in the groin of his left leg. The incision was less than three inches, which was obviously caused by a machete piercing it.
It is precisely because these two swords severely damaged Gao Ren's ability to move, that Liu Feng's final kill was so straightforward.
What's more, in this Gao Ren's left hand, he was still holding three diamond-shaped darts. After a high-intensity confrontation with Liu Feng, he didn't even have a chance to send out the darts in the end.
call!
Two minutes later, Liu Feng finally completed the final treatment for Cheng Yingjian.
He took a deep breath, then put away the silver needle, "Okay, I have finally repaired your meridians. Also, that one who has been watching the show, come out!"
Clap clap!
After Liu Feng's words fell, a Westerner with a Tang knife in his hand clapped his hands and turned out of the darkness.
"Excellent swordsmanship, there is a role like you in Huaxia's special forces. It really opened my eyes." The Westerner first gave Liu Feng a thumbs up, and then loosened his armpit. The knife slid down, and the handle fell straight into his hand.
"Which side do you belong to?" Liu Feng looked at the Westerners and asked calmly.
"I'm from the Western Reaper Arsenal, but I'm not one of those Reapers, but one of the three pre-selected Reaper Kings."
The pre-selected god of death did not announce his real name, but he was obviously stronger than those gods of death.
Liu Feng stared at the Westerner, and said flatly: "I only know that the first God of Death is one of the three preliminarily selected God of Death. The other two have never seen each other. It is a good experience to see you today."
"Liu Feng, Lord Hades, I have learned a lot from seeing you today. I didn't expect that the creator of the underworld in the western world is actually a soldier in China."
The pre-selection God of Death came forward with Tang Dao in his hand, and said as he walked, "But I don't care what your status is. I'm looking for you because there is a ranking in the weapons list in the Chinese martial arts world. The first weapon is the sword, so I have devoted myself to practicing swords since I was a child, and I think that my sword skills are unparalleled in the world..."
hehe!
Liu Feng sneered and interrupted the preliminaries of Death King, "Let's go when you're done bragging, since we all came from the underground world of the West, I won't kill you today."
The face of the pre-selected Death King turned gloomy in an instant. He put Tang Dao on his shoulders, stood five meters in front of Liu Feng and said, "Yan Wang, if I pass your identity as a Chinese soldier back to the Western underground world, what do you say?" , will you and your underworld still exist?"
"Threat me?" Liu Feng narrowed his eyes.
"I don't need to threaten you, I'm just telling you a fact. I just saw you kill those two Japanese Koren. Your sword skills are very strong, so I want to compete with you."
The pre-selection Death King said domineeringly: "I want to prove that my sword is sharper than your sword, and my sword technique is stronger than you and your Chinese martial arts sword technique. If you die, I will keep the secret for you forever , If you live, it proves that I am dead, then no one in the western underground world will know your secret anymore."
"good!"
Liu Feng said calmly: "You are driving yourself to a dead end, then I will take your soul into the underworld."
Swish!
As soon as Liu Feng finished speaking, the two slashed at each other at the same time.
The Tang knife for the preliminary selection of the Death King is straight, narrow and long, three feet long, and sharp.
The scimitar in Liu Feng's hand is small and light, sharper and unparalleled, and its sharpness is even more terrifying.
Choke!
The blades of the two knives touched each other, and then they passed by.
"What a good knife, actually cut a gap in the blade of my Tang Dao." The pre-selected death king suddenly turned around, and the Tang Dao slashed at Liu Feng's legs.
"Your Tang knife is also good. Look at the Japanese sword of those two little devils. The gap on the knife is deeper." Liu Feng jumped up, turned around in mid-air and swung the knife, wiping the opponent's neck.
The two hit the top lane and the bottom lane, avoiding the opponent's knife at the same time, and then rushed towards each other again.
"So fast, such a fast knife!"
At this moment, Cheng Yingjian woke up, just in time to see Liu Feng competing with the pre-selected Death God King, the two flickering lights of the sword kept reflecting in his eyes, with the appearance of a super soldier king Judging by thinking, it seems that every time the two of them swung their swords, if he were the opponent, they might not be able to catch them.
The speed of the two is equal, the sharpness of the sword is equal, and the two of them have no intention of shrinking back in the duel, they must quickly seize the opportunity.
puff!
After the 30-knife duel, the two knives slashed across each other's body at the same time.
The outer layer of the bulletproof vest on Liu Feng's chest was scratched by the opponent's Tang knife. Liu Feng's machete completely cut open the sleeve on the right arm of the pre-selected Death King, leaving a scar on the outside of his upper arm. Shallow cuts.
puff!
After sixty cuts, Liu Feng's scimitar cut a wound half a foot long and an inch deep on the opponent's left shoulder, and a bloody light burst out more than three feet away.
But at the same time, Tang Dao, who preselected the death king, also cut a wound on Liu Feng's left arm that was almost deep enough to see the bone.
"Hehe! What do you say that Chinese martial arts are the best in the world? In my opinion, Chinese swordsmanship is nothing more than that!" The pre-selected death king seemed to not feel the pain of the knife wound at all. Holding the knife in both hands, he continued to attack Liu Feng.
The same is true for Liu Feng. He put his injured left arm on his back, and used his footwork, body skills, and sword skills to the extreme. Liuhe Dao, are you embarrassed? And in my opinion, you haven't practiced Liuhe Dao to the extreme yet."
puff!
A hundred knives later, the knives of the two left scars on each other's bodies again at the same time.
This time, Liu Feng's left rib was scratched, but the outer thigh of the pre-selected Death King was cut with a deep cut.
"Yan Wang, your sword is indeed very sharp. I have seen enough Chinese sword skills. Let me prove that I am better than your sword skills and better than your Chinese sword skills!" Taking the initiative to take a step back, the Tang knife in his hand was erected in front of him, and then he bowed and rushed towards Liu Feng.
"Very well, then I will also let you understand a truth: Chinese people are the ancestors of using knives!" Liu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the scimitar in his right hand upside down.