Mo Fanfei met a strong enemy for the first time, and his spirits were boosted. In order to avoid the old man's fierce axe, he just fought with the enemy. Although he used the knife to attack forcefully, he did not give in even half a move. The big ax in the old man's hand
Although it cannot be said that there are no flaws in his constant waving, he has reached the level of perfection.
After dozens of rounds of fighting, Mo Feifan suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped the old man twice on the face with his bow left and right.
After slapping the old man twice, Mo Feifan did not forget to sarcastically say: "I will also teach you that a man who is afraid of his wife must not disgrace his wife."
The old woman who was watching the battle didn't seem to care about the old man at all, and clapped her hands happily: "You're right, you must not embarrass my wife."
The old man's eyes suddenly looked like wolf eyes, emitting a fierce cold light. Seven or eight axes had already been struck between the lightning and flint.
These seven or eight axes all attacked Mo Feifan's chest, neck and lower body. His chest was protected by fire armor, so even if he was hit, it would be fine. But his neck and lower body were as fragile as ordinary people. If he was touched by a big axe,
If you don't die, you will be disabled.
Mo Feifan did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly raised his knife to make a show. He switched from chopping to cutting, jumped up and down, pointed forward with the knife, and hurriedly greeted and sent him off, finally avoiding the life-threatening axe.
Who knew that after the old man's ax technique, he would have another ruthless move? He poured all his strength into his right foot, and then flicked it away.
The old man's toe hit Mo Feifan's body with such force that it could break gold and gravel.
Even though Mo Feifan was protected by the Fire Remnant Armor, he still couldn't release all his strength, and his body was thrown out like a thrown sandbag.
The old man knew how powerful his kick was. When he saw Mo Feifan lying on the ground, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "A man who is afraid of his wife can't do it without any skills."
"Well, you're right." Mo Feifan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, smiled evilly and slowly stood up, as if he was really a hunter hunting for prey.
Seeing that Mo Feifan actually stood up after being kicked, the old man's eyes were full of disbelief and he muttered: "How is this possible?"
When the old man was shocked, Mo Feifan had already come over with a knife. The old man struck a blow with his axe, and the two of them exchanged hands again.
Upon seeing this, Hou Xiaobai, Li Dafeng and other brothers showed their machetes and shouted: "Kill!"
Li Dafeng walked forward and rushed towards the two girls beside the old woman: "Come on, let me see the strength of these two big-assed women."
The banana-faced and apple-faced girls were made to giggle by Li Dafeng, and they stretched out their fingers to seduce: "Husband, this slave is here, come on, come on."
Never underestimate women, this is what Li Dafeng learned after being kicked three times.
Liu Xuefeng is a descendant of Chu Liang, and his martial arts follows the masters of martial arts. Every fighting move is precise and regular. When the enemy fights with him, it is like watching a horse and watching flowers, which is really beautiful to watch.
Compared to the two of them, Fenghua's fight with a muscular boss is much more thrilling and exciting. Strictly speaking, the latter's fighting power is stronger than the former, but Fenghua is not given for nothing.
While he was talking, the machete of the strong man had already struck Fenghua's head hard. His machete was specially made, with a net weight of eight kilograms and was extremely heavy. When it was slashed, it could scrape out buzzing peaks.
The sound of breaking wind made people tremble with fear. Feng Hua was not afraid at all. He shouted loudly and raised his machete to parry.
Bang! The two steel knives collided together, creating a series of sparks. Both of them felt numb and took several steps back before they could regain their footing.
"It's up to me." Luo Feng yelled, and rushed over with a knife. The two of them went back and forth, and they were fighting in one place, and they couldn't tell the winner in a short time.
On this boat, Zhang Rao, Cai Mengyu and Qian Shuyuan also showed their special skills.
The weapon used by Zhang Rao is different from that of ordinary people. The blade is shaped like a willow leaf and is extremely sharp. It is a rare lancet knife in the world.
The name of this knife also suits Zhang Rao very well.
The curved willow leaves play with melancholy, the beautiful water chestnut flowers shine everywhere, the charm is not bothered by Luo Zidai, the spring mountain painting comes from the spirit. It is the true portrayal of Zhang Rao.
The weapon used by Cai Mengyu is a very thin hard whip. It is made of steel and has nine sections in total. It is commonly known as the "bamboo-section steel whip". The end is sharp and is mainly used for smashing, but it can also be used for pricking. Usually, this nine-section steel whip
It is taken apart, inserted into the hair, and used as a hairpin. Once necessary, it can be connected in the shortest time and turned into a murderous weapon.
Qian Shuyuan used a short knife, a short knife as thin as a cicada's wing and astonishingly bright.
Zhang Rao's enemy is a big man who is two heads taller than her. The big man's skills are not weak, but he is still worse than Zhang Rao. By now, Zhang Rao's lancet has carved a mark on his body.
There were more than thirty bloody wounds. Although each bloody gash was not very deep, hot blood slowly flowed out from the opening, slowly bringing the big man to the edge of death.
The big man covered in blood was getting harder and harder, and the beating became more and more exhausting. He showed no sympathy for Zhang Rao, and kept swearing and swearing: "You slut, you're so fucking close
Castrate me. I have to subdue you today, take off your clothes, and make you live but not die..."
As he spoke, his broadsword also followed the rotation of his body and cut across.
Zhang Rao was not in a hurry, and slightly raised the lancet in his hand to resist the opponent's edge. He suddenly struck out with his right foot, directly touching the big man's lower body.
Unexpectedly, the other party would dare to use such a vicious move. The big man's expression suddenly changed and he quickly moved away to avoid it.
He was faster, and Zi Zhangrao was faster. The moment the two sides dodged, the lancet in her hand was also handed over.
The big man couldn't dodge this knife. He heard a hiss, and the sharp lancet cut a two-inch-long and half-inch-deep gash on his neck. Immediately, bright red blood spurted out from the gash, as if killing someone.
Like a pig.
The big man clutched his wound tightly and fell from the mast, falling into the water.
Zhang Rao shook off the blood beads on the lancet blade and shouted to Mo Feifan: "Feifan, let me help you."
Unexpectedly, Mo Feifan had no intention of letting them interfere, and hurriedly responded: "Rao'er, don't worry about me, catch that old woman. I want to find out the whereabouts of the mastermind behind the scenes."
At this time, a killer met Zhang Rao. He took the wrong direction and made consecutive moves.
Zhang Rao praised him for his "good sword skills" and stabbed him three times. The killer avoided the first two sword blows and almost couldn't avoid the third one.
If it weren't for the natural reaction caused by years of fighting, his body flashed sharply to the left, and his head might have been pierced. The blade grazed the killer's left cheek, and his face turned pale with fear.
"Sister, let me help you." At this time, Cai Mengyu's nine-section whip also arrived.
Following the sound of the wind, the killer felt numbness in his buttocks, and pain instantly hit his whole body. He touched his left hand to the back, and his hand was covered with blood. The extremely fast nine-section whip not only tore his pants, but also tore them open.
off his flesh.
After the killer's butt was injured, he yelled angrily: "You bitch!" He took off his knife and threw it at Cai Mengyu's chest. The throw was so powerful and so close that he could see that he was going to nail her with one knife.
die.
At this moment, there was a sudden sharp sound in the air, and a short knife flew from a distance. It hit the knife with a bang, and the knife swung away and plunged diagonally into the river.
Unexpectedly, the killer dared to throw a flying knife when he was one against two. Isn't this asking for death?
Cai Mengyu couldn't recover. She turned around and saw Qian Shuyuan. When she looked again, her hands were empty. No need to think about it, she must have saved her life. Cai Mengyu has always disliked Qian Shuyuan, and now she
Actually saved me.
Cai Mengyu was a little surprised, but she quickly reacted and said gratefully: "Thank you very much."
As soon as she finished speaking, she touched her right hand to her waist and pointed at the killer's forehead with her straight palm.
Hearing another "whoosh" sound, the killer's running body suddenly froze. Looking again at his forehead, there was an extra blood hole for some reason. If you look closely at the blood hole, you can actually find a short arrow inside.
"Plop", the killer fell down stiffly, his eyes as wide as cow bells. He never saw clearly what Qian Shuyuan did to him until his death, nor did he know what killed him.
Of course, the dead don't know what happened, but the living people present can still see it. Qian Shuyuan's flying knife is a first-class flying knife.
The battle did not last long, not more than a quarter of an hour in total. The more than fifty people brought by the old woman left more than a dozen corpses. The fighting power of Mo Feifan's eight people was indeed beyond their expectations. What's more,
, seven or eight speedboats have already arrived around. These people are also Mo Feifan's helpers.
Liu Xuefeng carefully looked around, and after confirming that there was no danger, he whispered in Mo Feifan's ear: "Brother Fan, it's safe."
Hearing Liu Xuefeng's words, Mo Feifan raised his eyes and looked around. Everywhere he looked, there were only corpses and blood. He took a deep breath, stood up, and said softly: "Where is the old woman in the lead?"
Fenghua took the words and replied: "A big hole was dug out in the cabin early, and he escaped through the hole."
After hearing this, Li Dafeng said with some reluctance: "The two big-assed girls I fought with also escaped."
He took a long breath and suddenly smelled a strange fishy smell. He couldn't help but ask: "What the hell does this smell like? Why is it so smelly..."
Everyone also smelled it, and the strange smell came from underneath the cabin.
Fenghua carefully carried the machete and walked over. At this time, a man covered in pitch black suddenly rushed over from the entrance of the cave. The cabin was already dark, and no one noticed that such a person existed at the entrance of the cave. Therefore, as a "black man"
When he ran out, even Fenghua was shocked.
Fortunately, he didn't do anything but jumped into the river for the rest of his life.
Realizing that something was not right, Fenghua stepped forward to check again.
"No, the cabin floor is full of kerosene."
The kerosene spread extremely quickly on the water, and in the blink of an eye, their small boat and the speedboat were all surrounded.
Not long after Fenghua finished speaking, a burst of arrows shot through the air and shot into the middle of the river from a distance.
Then, with the sound of "Peng", in an instant, the entire river seemed to be on fire and turned into a huge furnace.
Mo Feifan and others and the boat were engulfed in flames in an instant.
Mo Feifan suddenly remembered a few words from that letter: "The flaws you saw were caused by me deliberately letting you see them... Every action you took was within my expectations."