At this moment, he suddenly read the endless killing intent in Du Fei's eyes! He shuddered involuntarily, and his calves twitched violently!
He defeated countless opponents, many of whom were stronger than him, but with every exception, they were defeated by his ability to predict.
But this time, the opponent in front of him didn't seem to give him any signs. Du Fei's eyes seemed to be frozen, and there was no trace of joy, anger, sorrow, joy or emotional fluctuation.
Bai Lang tentatively slashed at it with his knife. His knife looked extremely sharp, the back of the knife was very thick, and the weight of the entire weapon was also very heavy.
This knife can be said to be the crystallization of the superb smelting skills of the Indians. Although they do not know how to smelt iron, they are proficient in the smelting of other metals.
This knife is smelted from a variety of metals and is very hard in texture. Compared with Du Fei's Muramasa sword, his thick-backed machete has a simple style, but it has its own advantages in chopping.
Du Fei blocked Bai Lang's machete with a knife, but then a numb feeling spread from the palm of his hand to the back of his hand. He couldn't help but secretly exclaimed: "It's so heavy! What kind of material is this knife made of?"
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At this time, Bai Lang was also a little surprised: This man's arm strength is really strong! If an ordinary person could withstand my vigorous blow and the weight of the machete and lose his weapon, he would not seem to be affected much!
But this was just the surface. After fighting back and forth for several rounds, Du Fei began to feel a little slack. Because the opponent's weapon was heavy, he always consumed a lot of energy every time he collided with Bai Lang's weapon, and Bai Lang
However, the wolf deliberately consumed Du Fei's physical strength in battle after battle. Although Du Fei's physical strength was quite amazing, if he kept fighting like this, he would sooner or later be dragged down by the White Wolf's tactics.
At this time, Du Fei was slightly panting, and beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead. It was not that he was unclear about Bai Lang's intention, but he couldn't find a better way to deal with it for the moment.
"Get rid of him quickly!" Du Fei understood that this was the only way to win, but due to the White Wolf's very tight defense, sometimes he even sacrificed his attack power to emphasize defense. Each sword was followed by a continuous flow, which made
Du Fei started from the beginning.
At this time, the warriors of the Red Wolf Tribe had already swarmed in, roaring and cheering for their chief, which made Du Fei's ears go numb.
Seeing that Du Fei's attention was a little distracted, Bai Lang, who had been attacking slowly, suddenly sped up! The sharp blows turned into extremely fast sharp knife techniques. Du Fei was made passive by Bai Lang's change of moves.
, take a few steps back!
The Indians do not have a systematic classification of martial arts and martial arts like the Middle-earth people. They pay more attention to actual combat. There is only one standard they use to classify warriors - that is how many enemies you kill in battle.
Many people think that the Indians have no martial arts system and only use traps, poisonous crossbows and spears. That is a big mistake.
Their martial arts pay more attention to practicality, and the essence of their combat skills (stick skills, spear skills, and sword skills) are not passed down in the form of sects, but are carried forward in the form of tribes. A tribe often has at least several hundred people, and they communicate with each other.
There have been endless battles for centuries and thousands of years, so sometimes there is no loser or second place, because only the winner can survive.
Over time, their combat skills became more and more sophisticated, because there were no losers in their games, and those who survived were the most vicious and toughest ones.
Although the tribe to which White Wolf belongs is not strong, and can even be said to be relatively weak, his personal reputation is very high. Once, his tribe was on the verge of extinction and was driven to the island of Newfoundland by the larger tribe. There were also people who wanted to annihilate them in one fell swoop.
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But at this time, the young White Wolf stood up. His terrifying personal combat ability and commanding ability made all nearby tribes taste his power. Although the Red Wolf tribe had a small number of people, the big tribes did not dare to find him easily.
His bad luck.
At this time, White Wolf had the upper hand. His steps were very practical, without any fancy elements. Every movement was very solid and powerful, and left some room for his retreat, so Du Fei tried his best to wait for him.
Fighting back, but never finding a chance.
Suddenly Bai Lang made a backhand strike! He hit Du Fei with the back of the knife, who had just avoided his forehand strike! Du Fei immediately felt his shoulders sink! The Muramasa sword in his hand couldn't help but fall to the ground!
Du Fei's heart suddenly tightened! He wanted to pull away and pick up his knife, but was forced back by Bai Lang's consecutive moves. At this time, his hands were empty!
"Hmph! I won't kill an unarmed person!" Bai Lang picked up Du Fei's knife and threw it back to him with a tip of his toe.
Du Fei's eyes were red at this moment, and he threw the Muramasa knife to the ground angrily: "Kill you? I don't need a knife!"
"Huh?" Bai Lang was a little surprised: "This is the first time I've seen someone like you, haha, but I appreciate your courage, but it's just a pity... You chose to be my enemy, I hope you don't mess with me in the next life.
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Before he finished speaking, he made a powerful and heavy vertical chop! It looked like he wanted to split Du Fei in two!
And I saw Du Fei not dodging or dodging, his eyes calm and expressionless, waiting for the white wolf to strike with the knife! In this flash of lightning! He suddenly used the "empty hand into the white blade" move, using a powerful
Both palms immediately clamped Bai Lang's fatal knife firmly!
Everyone watching the battle exclaimed! White Wolf also widened his eyes in surprise: "What move is this?"
The moment he hesitated, Du Fei hit him in the lower abdomen with several quick punches! Although Bai Lang was superb with swordsmanship, his close combat skills were obviously rough. After Du Fei's continuous punches on his lower abdomen, he couldn't help but
He bowed down. He wanted to take a step back and pull his machete back with all his strength. Unexpectedly, his machete was motionless as if it was clamped by steel pliers! He immediately panicked, but due to his leg skills and boxing ability,
It is limited, making him no different from a reckless man after losing his main battle weapon.
At this time, Du Fei kicked him three times in a row, one in the crook of his calf, one in the chest, and the last one hit him directly in the face with a high kick!
White Wolf was immediately beaten until his nose started to bleed! He couldn't help but his knees softened and he half-knelt on the ground. But what surprised Du Fei was that even though he received so many blows in succession, White Wolf still held on to his weapon.
He refused to relax at all, as if the knife was part of his body.
Only then did Du Fei notice that in order to prevent the machete from falling off during the fight, White Wolf specially used some strong leather strips to tie his hand with the handle.
He suddenly knocked the numb spot on Bai Lang's elbow with his knee, and then pulled it with two fingers! He secretly used the ghost claw method. Although it had no magic power, the power emitted by the ghost claw still tore those leather strips.
Broken.
Du Fei then used his knees and arms to suddenly fold Bai Lang's knife-holding arm in half! Bai Lang's arm immediately made a crisp sound! It looked like he should be in pain, but Bai Lang held back and did not cry out.
The sound comes.
"I don't care who you are, you made a mistake, that is, you shouldn't touch my friend!" Bai Lang couldn't hear Du Fei's words clearly. His head was kicked hard by Du Fei just now.
There were stars in his eyes, and there was a big gash on his forehead, which was bleeding continuously.
Blood flowed into his eyes, and the whole world suddenly turned blood red.
When the surrounding Red Wolf tribe warriors saw their leader being restrained by Du Fei, they all hesitated and wanted to rush forward to rescue the White Wolf, but at this time Du Fei had already snatched away the White Wolf's machete and put a knife on his neck.
superior!
"Don't act rashly! The leader is in his hands!"
"Let the chief go! Otherwise you won't get out alive!"
They threatened with bluff, but no one dared to take a step forward.
Du Fei didn't even look at the young people around him. At this time, Bai Lang was already unconscious. He said vaguely: "Kill me if you dare! I will not let my people take revenge."
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At this moment, the old men in Stonehenge stopped chanting, and each one begged with tears streaming down his face: "Please, young man, spare his life! He is the hope of our entire tribe, he
If he dies, our Red Wolf tribe will be doomed!"
Du Fei really wanted to kill him with a knife! Soak the white wolf's head in the same wine pot! But at this time, the soldiers of the red wolf clan behind him also knelt down: "Have mercy! Let the chief live!"
They kowtowed and shouted, even breaking their heads.
Some women and children from the tribe appeared out of nowhere. They all knelt in front of Du Fei, begging and shouting the names of the gods they worshiped.
Du Fei felt a little strange, how could such a cruel and kind guy be so respected? What puzzled him even more was that these old people actually said: "As long as you are willing to let our chief go, we will give you gold!"
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As he spoke, a dozen strong men walked up with difficulty carrying several boxes. An old man opened the box, and suddenly golden light filled the entire Stonehenge.
Looking at the dull eyes and dazzling gold of these Red Wolf tribe members, Du Fei didn't know what to say.
"As long as you let him go! All this gold is yours!" an old man from the Red Wolf tribe roared in a desolate voice: "He is the hope and guardian of our entire tribe! If he dies, our tribe will be the leader of the dragon.
It will disappear soon! Please take pity on us who live on the edge!"
After saying that, he suddenly fell to his knees and kept kowtowing.
The machete in Du Fei's hand could not help but tremble slightly. At this time, Bai Lang could no longer hold on and collapsed.
"Chief!" A large group of people rushed forward. Du Fei silently stepped aside, threw the knife on the ground, and walked straight to the side to pick up his own knife.
I saw an old man chewing an unknown herb and applying it to the wound, and then smearing a potion under the white wolf's nose.
"Ah -" Bai Lang was immediately awakened by the pungent smell of the herbs. He opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at his fellow tribesmen around him, then looked at Du Fei, who had an expression on his side, and said, "Forgive me.
With my life, I will definitely repay you! You said! As long as our Red Wolf Tribe can do it, we will definitely satisfy you!"