Tian Lu held Tian Xiaorou with one hand and carried the spiritual rice bag with the other.

As soon as the two people came out of the mouth of the drainage canal, an evil voice reached their ears.

"Hey, can people get out of this drainage ditch?"

The two girls raised their heads when they heard the sound.

A man wearing black stripes and a white background, with his face wrapped in a layer of black linen and holding a large ring knife in his hand, stood less than five meters in front of the two of them.

He was looking at the two of them with a kind of unknown surprise.

Feel the malice in the other person's eyes.

Tian Xiaorou couldn't help but pull Tian Lu's hand.

Then, the two girls seemed to have telepathy.

The next second, he almost turned around and headed back.

"Want to run?"

The man holding the knife sneered, then stepped forward, carrying the knife, and chased after him.

Because the water in the drainage channel keeps pushing outward.

Before the two girls reached the mouth of the drainage ditch, the man with the knife had already arrived at the edge of the drainage ditch.

Seeing that danger is coming.

At the critical moment, Tian Lu suddenly raised his hand!

He threw up the bag of spiritual rice in his hand and swung it backwards!

And the man with the knife seemed to recognize the dark blue bag flying toward him.

Surprised, I quickly put away the knife.

He turned around and took the bag of spiritual rice with the back of his knife.

But just when he reached out to take the bag of spiritual rice and opened it expectantly.

A chicken head protruded from the mouth of the spiritual rice bag and met his eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

The man holding the knife suddenly became angry and let go of the hand holding the bag of spiritual rice. Then he held the knife with both hands and swung the knife at the falling bag of spiritual rice!

However.

The scene in the man's imagination of killing the chicken with one knife did not appear.

Instead, a chicken claw with an inexplicable flesh-colored luster protruded from the mouth of the bag and came into close contact with his steel knife.

"when!!!"

The sudden vibration and unexpected force feedback made the man holding the knife almost lose his grip on the knife.

The chicken that was the instigator made a rapid "coo, coo, coo, coo" as it flew out.

Fortunately, the man with the knife didn't understand chicken language.

If he could understand it, he would immediately know how many classic greetings from another world that have existed for thousands of years in this string of "coo-coo" sounds.

"Gugu! (I ride on the horse xxxxx!!!)"

"Gurgugu!! (It hurts you so much xxx!!)"

While flying, Lu Shan covered his feet and cursed angrily with his teeth bared.

He can't understand!

They are all copper claws!

Why are pain nerves still so sensitive!?

Farke!!

And that damn girl Tian Lu!!

You actually threw away your labor and capital like this!?

If the claws of labor and management were not strong enough!!

The special code can be cut into pieces for labor and management with just one knife!

grass!!

“Bang!!”

Then, the bag fell to the ground, and Lu Shan climbed out of the bag and looked at his chicken feet distressedly.

fine.

There is only a little dented mark.

It seems that the claws did not disappoint him in terms of toughness.

But when he looked back for the two girls.

No one could be seen anymore.

Lu Shan was angry and cursed again.

At this time, the knife-wielding man opposite suddenly came to his senses from the shock.

He held the knife with both hands, pressed his center of gravity downward, and stared at Lu Shan closely.

That look seemed very guarded.

"what are you!?"

"You can actually take a stab from my front?!"

"Gu Gu Gu Gu! (Who the hell are you? You are still covering your face! Are you afraid that your grandpa will see the sores on your face and laugh at you!!!)"

"Gugu!! (Isn't it just a frontal slash? Believe it or not, you can cut me ten times without even taking a step back!)"

When it comes to sparring, Lu Shan never gives in.

He would reply several times to the other person's sentence.

Even if he doesn't understand the language, he is still head and shoulders above others in terms of momentum!

suddenly.

The man holding the knife seemed to have figured it out. He held the knife horizontally and snorted coldly:

"I have been traveling around the world for fifteen years. What kind of monsters have I not seen?"

"An underdeveloped yellow-feathered chicken!"

"You also want to block my way?"

"Die you!!"

After saying that, the man with the knife pushed the big knife and arrived in front of Lu Shan in a few steps.

"Six swords of Chihuan! The fourth sword!"

"Yanbihe!!"

He drank with the sound of the man holding the knife.

The large ring knife in his hand reached less than one meter above Lu Shan's head in an instant.

grass!

Why so fast!?

Seeing that the sword was about to hit him.

In desperation, Lu Shan subconsciously used his ultimate talent skill - chicken blood.

The next second.

A ball of inner fire suddenly burned out from the bottom of my heart and spread rapidly throughout the body.

For a moment of trance, the fire in my heart burned throughout my body.

Then.

When Lu Shan opened his eyes again.

The blade of the broadsword was less than ten centimeters away from his chicken head.

Looking at the bloody sword, Lu Shan was stunned for a moment, then turned sideways.

"Uh-huh!!!"

The broadsword slashed down instantly, splitting the air, and half of the blade was cut into the ground.

after!

Before the man with the knife could react, Lu Shan stepped forward and exerted force.
To be continued...