Chapter 967 Death God's Strange Theory and Teaching (1)
"Four seventy -seven seconds!" Sun Yu, who was in charge of the time, looked at the stopwatch in his hand, and then looked at the thirty -two blade that had been killed or lying.
He didn't see his own eyes, and he wouldn't believe that someone could kill the sixteen people who could kill them within five minutes.
The price paid is the appearance of slightly asthma, and there is a little trivial light injury.
"We are flat!" The wooden knife in Longshan brushed back, watching Tang Feng smiled and said.
"It's not Ping, it's my loss." Tang Feng shook his head gently. Now he is not the one who sits in the well, but he only thinks that he is the ignorant boy of the world's king.
Not to mention, Longshan, Zhuge Yunfeng, and the master of the fifth troops in the legend, is there a person who is not a person?
Not to mention those masters hidden by world -class organizations such as Suzakang, the assassin club, etc., let alone, as long as Luo Ying's level is two or three, Tang Feng drinks a pot.
Now Tang Feng has long been a good age, and gradually learned to face the gap in the face.
In this world, although the individual's bravery is always important, it is not absolute. The strength has long been separated from the category of individuals. There are many younger brothers, more money, and more people. This is the real strength.
"There is only one injury on your body, but there are two places on me, and even the weapons are gone. If this is a few more people, I can't cope." Tang Feng waved his hand gently and said with a smile:
"So you won this game."
"Just a small injury, I get along with them, and I have already figured it out for their tricks and habits! I really want to say that I have lost such results." Longshan said. "As the fifth unit.
People who come out, he doesn't want to take advantage of Tang Feng.
"Oh, you just count their habits, but forget their mentality. Anyway, I am their boss. Even if their knives are wood, they will stop when they cut it to me.
Hesitant, but when facing you, there is a lot of this consideration. So if you really want to say it, I still take advantage of it. "Tang Feng shook his head with a smile.
"Boss, Chief Dragon, did we lose?" When the knife saw Tang Feng and Longshan, there was the meaning of each other's humility, and hurriedly stood up to a depressed way. As an old man who was dead sword, he knew Tang Feng and he knew that
Longshan is not the kind of stingy person, so he is not worried that they will be angry.
Longshan swept gently, and saw that the other blade was full of shame, and immediately pursed his mouth gently. The modesty between him and Tang Feng was because of the pride of the master himself.
The better, but if it stimulates the self -esteem of a group of blades, it will violate the original intention of his chief instructor.
Longshan is very clear. They have been proud of being a member of the blade, but the current facts and his dispute with Tang Feng make their pride look so fragile and unbearable.
Of course, such a situation should be handed over to Tang Feng, so he closed his mouth.
Tang Feng's mouth was bent, and he no longer lost to the Losit of Longshan. He turned his eyes and gently passed through the thirty -two blade just fought.
It's sad, can't believe it, isn't it incredible? "
Don't wait for a lot of blade to answer, Tang Feng roared: "It's a man, he stands up for Lao Tzu, don't stir up with his head!"
This is not only the thirty -two blade that just shot, but even Sun Hue, Leopard and others also hurriedly stood up. Although the rest of the blade did not shot, it also jumped up in the condition.
Looking at Tang Feng. Tang Feng and Wang Sheng were different. When he was with his men, he basically did not speak bad words. But because of this, the effect became more and more obvious.
Tang Feng's eyes swept away, and the people behind ignored the people at all, but just looked at the knife quietly: "Isn't it just a dead time? What do you think of it? I tell you that there is still a chance to die now, there is still a chance to die.
But if you continue to be so muddy, numb, you will not die one day in the morning and evening! "
"The blade of death is a group of people dancing in the hands of death. Since you dare to kill, you can be prepared to be killed. Is it your life? Fart! Including me in me!
Inside, all of our lives are the same. One knife is a mouth, a shot is a hole, no one is three heads and six arms, diamond care, all poison is not invaded! "
The coldness in Tang Feng's eyes was winning, and the cigarette butt in his mouth was bounced out by him as early as the beginning of the killing: "But why do you lose? Sixteen people hit one, and sixteen knives cut one.
But why did you lose? Is it not enough for you to train enough? No, I can tell you the answer, no! "
"Why are you not shot fast enough? Why is it not hard enough? Why is it not accurate enough? It is because you did not treat the instructor of President Long as your enemy, and because you, you are afraid of death!"
Tang Feng swept it gently, and saw a knife with a wooden knife beside the knife. It seemed that he murmured dissatisfied. Tang Feng immediately became angry. He immediately picked up a wooden knife with a single leg, and then picked up.
In hand, he was fiercely attached to the younger brother.
The strong wind, murderous, the younger brother's face changed, and subconsciously flashed, and then the whole person seemed to be hit by thunder. Tang Feng's wooden knife stayed steadily on his throat, and entered the skin.
And stop!
The younger brother opened his eyes and was stuck in his throat in one breath. He didn't dare to swallow or dare to vomit, because he was afraid that as long as he moved, Tang Feng's wooden knife would penetrate his throat. Although in his hand,
It was also carrying a wooden knife, but it seemed to become a burden. Cold sweat, just rushed out of his forehead, for a moment, wet the whole body!
"Tell me why do you hide just now? What is the wooden knife in your hand? It is embroidered needle, is it good -looking?" Tang Fengmeng pulled back the wooden knife in his hand, but his body exuded a sharp murderous spirit.
Then, then
The younger brother "I" stayed like a wooden chicken, and he didn't know what to say. What else could he say? At the moment of death, he almost forgot that there was a wooden knife in his hands.
"What are you?" Tang Feng's eyes narrowed, and said coldly: "Which is your mouth?"
"Reporting the boss, I am the preparatory team of Death Blade, which only belongs to the boss's death!" The blade was shocked, and the big channel was announced on the first day of entering the base.
From that moment, from that moment, they only belonged to the blade of death, belonging to the boss of Huaxing News Agency, Death.
Tang Feng's eyes flashed a touch of satisfaction that was not easy to detect, and glanced at him gently, and said lightly: "I mean, which one did you belong to?"
"Battle Hall!"
"Back!"
"Zhan Hall!" The younger brother looked up. The blade of the entire death was basically similar to the training course of the special soldiers. The training plan written by Tang Feng himself, as well as Longshan, Xiaojie, can be said that Tang Feng follows it completely according to it.
The underworld special forces in their hearts are creating this blade team.
"Right -handed men? List!" Tang Feng said sinking.
The blade took a step forward, Tang Feng looked up and down, and whispered: "You listen, I will split it at you again, if you can't take it, then I will cut your throat directly, and then put you
The bones of the bones were sent back to the right hand, and I had to tell him, you, failed. Do you understand? "
The younger brother of "Boss" is very horrified. What does the boss say that? Is it going to kill him? He died when he died.
Now he has to be the first person to be brushed down by the blade of death. How can he let him see their lord?
I wiped out the black hall and lost his face. Even if he was dead, he was dead!
Unfortunately, Tang Feng didn't give him a chance to justify him, just a faint way: "Ready, I'm going to start!"
After speaking, Tang Feng took two steps back, and then split him again at him again. Compared with just now, this sword is faster, more fierce, and the killing is even stronger! The younger brother has a shrinking eyes, and his pupils are almost becoming almost becoming.
A needle was average. At this moment, he finally believed that the boss did kill him. And, he also believed that if he couldn't pick it up, his life would draw a shameful ending.
Unwilling, unbelievable, unhappy, all kinds of emotions rushed to his mind for a while, only for a moment, his eyes were red, and he covered a terrible murderous spirit!
"Ah, kill" like an angry beast, and a roar of deafening. The wooden knife in his hand scratched Tang Feng's neck fiercely.
I heard it. As an elite brother, especially the elite with good skills, he knew that Tang Feng's sword was not he could stop at all.
The only way is to fight, using his life to force Tang Feng to change the tricks.
Woo.
The sound of the air was split at a high speed. The wooden knife in his hand was cut into Tang Feng's neck instantly.
But he still did not have the slightest breath. It was like a decisive swordsman, and he was ordered to assassinate Tang Feng.
Tang Feng's look unchanged, his body was slightly on the side, avoiding his wooden knife, but his wooden knife naturally left the goal just now. He hummed cold, Tang Feng leaned forward, and the wooden knife in his hand made a lotus lotus.
, Xu Xu and Real Putting into his temples.
When the blade saw Tang Feng's words, he didn't talk about it. He didn't win him as if he was shameful to come and came to the second knife.
Drink: "Kill!" The wooden knife in his hand was dripped again to Tang Feng's neck.
Tang Feng changed his tricks and moved forward, but this time his trick was just half used, and the younger brother loudly sang: "I kill, I kill, I kill and kill."
The wooden knife was cut back, and once again split back, and with a state of fear of death, he slammed into Tang Feng.
In the end, he didn't care about his life and death at all. He faced Tang Feng's wooden knife, so that the wooden knife in his hand could give Tang Feng up!