"You are very confident."
Luo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly and his mouth hummed softly.
"The secular world always wants... Men to be fearless."
The knife in his hand did not hesitate. He waved it straight towards Lord Yang Feng and drew a cold awn.
Shua... Shua
The sound of the blade breaking through the air made Yang Fengzhu jump with fear, and his feet kept retreating back.
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly, Lord Yang Feng shouted at Luo Chen.
"Tut... What's the matter?"
Luo Chen raised his eyebrows and asked impatiently.
"All day long, are you a force?"
"You use a knife... Isn't it good?"
Lord Yang Feng pointed to the short knife in Luo Chen's hand and asked aloud.
"What's the matter? Can't I use a knife? "
Luo Chen looked at Lord Yang Feng and asked a strange question.
"No! I use my palm and you use a knife. Why? "
Yang Feng stared at Luo Chen and said aloud.
"Why?"
Luo Chen took a smoke from the corner of his eye.
"I said, I use my palm and you use a knife. It's not fair at all!"
Yang Feng repeated it again. He even felt a little wronged.
Why does Luo Chen use a knife? Isn't this bullying him?
Isn't this bullying honest people?
"Bah!"
Luo Chen couldn't help spitting, and then looked at Yang Feng's master with a disdainful face.
"One of you, who specializes in palming, said I was bullying you? What do you mean? How did you lick your big face and say that? "
Lord Yang Feng stopped talking and looked embarrassed, but he still stared at Luo Chen.
"And I'm a sword repairman. I don't use a sword now. It's enough for you. Aren't you satisfied?"
Waving the short knife in his hand, Luo Chen looked at Yang Feng and said aloud.
Lord Yang Feng snorted coldly, hugged his arm, looked at Luo Chen and continued.
"I don't care what you are. Since it's a fair duel, you should use the same! You have to use whatever I use, okay? That's the only way to be fair. "
After hearing this, Luo Chen directly took a short knife from the storage bag, raised his hand and threw it into the ground in front of Yang Feng.
"I'll give you a knife, too. Now we're the same."
Luo Chen said slowly. What if he gave him a weapon? Even if he gave him a hundred, he couldn't turn the sky.
"I... do I mean that?"
Yang Fengzhu's eyes were wide and pointed to Luo Chen and said aloud.
"I told you to put down your knife!"
"You can't do this, nor can you do that."
Luo Chen said impatiently.
"If you don't do what I say, I won't obey you even if you lose."
Yang Fengzhu sneered and looked at Luo Chen's expression with seriousness.
"I want you to take it?"
Luo Chen raised his eyebrows and asked without care.
"Or do you already think you will lose?"
"You... You!"
Yang Feng threw his sleeves angrily.
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth."
"Hahaha... Incompetent rage."
Pointing to Lord Yang Feng, Luo Chen couldn't help laughing. His angry expression was so interesting.
"What are you talking about?"
Lord Yang Feng glared at Luo Chen and was extremely dissatisfied with his words.
"It's okay..."
Luo Chen shook his head and then put away the short knife in his hand.
"Since it's your last wish, I should meet it. After all, I'm not that unkind person."
"You know."
Lord Yang Feng snorted coldly and said triumphantly.
"What are you... Talking about?"
Luo Chen shouted fiercely and clapped at Yang Feng.
Although Lord Yang Feng is specialized in practicing palm techniques, Luo Chen still has no fear of him. There is no way to smooth out the strength gap between them with skills and skills, not to mention that Luo Chen is much stronger than the average peak in the first trimester.
Yang Feng was surprised. Unexpectedly, Luo Chen said he would start. He quickly raised his arms to block Luo Chen's attack, but he suddenly remembered that he might not be Luo Chen's opponent and could not stop Luo Chen's attack.
So, Lord Yang Feng put down his just raised arm and hurried aside.
But Luo Chen has been moving with Yang Feng. Where Yang Feng dodges, Luo Chen chases him.
"Dog skin plaster."
Lord Yang Feng scolded secretly, and then there was a flower in front of him.
Pop!
Luo Chen slapped him in the face. His voice was very clear and crisp. He turned Yang Feng's main fan in circles. It was obvious that he used a lot of power.
Luo Chen can't handle anything, but Luo Chen still knows a lot about the way to slap his face. What strength the fan is crisp and what angle the fan is painful can make people dazzled.
Luo Chen is an expert in this regard.
"Luo Chen! How dare you slap me in the face! "
Lord Yang Feng stood still and couldn't stop flashing small stars in front of him.
"Eh? That's what you said. You won't let me use a knife. Now you can't use your palm? Why? Do you still want to has the final say? "
Luo Chen looked at Yang Feng Lord with a strange face and asked, but he was very happy in his heart.
Provoke Luo Chen? This is asking for trouble.
"Use your palm! Slap me in the face! "
Lord Yang Feng couldn't help whispering again.
"Madder... There's a lot of nonsense."
With a low scold, Luo Chen raised his palm again and rushed towards Yang Feng.
Lord Yang Feng, like a frightened bird, directly raised his hand to protect his face.
But this time, Luo Chen's palm didn't go straight to his cheek, but slapped it on his chest.
Deng Deng Deng
Yang Feng, who was slapped by this palm, took several steps backward one after another. The expression on his face was surprised and angry. He secretly scolded Luo Chen for not playing cards according to the routine.
"Luo Chen! I want you to die! "
Lord Yang Feng clenched his teeth and raised his palm.
"Palm thunder!"
As soon as the crackling electric light came on, Lord Yang Feng thought of bad things, hurried to run the aura and forcibly took back the electric light.
"Palm in the cloud!"
With another low roar, Lord Yang Feng decided to attack Luo Chen with another move.
A large cloud quickly gathered on his head, and then Yang Feng's palm waved down fiercely, and a palm formed by clouds patted Luo Chen straight.
"Ouch... New moves."
Luo Chen's mouth was slightly hooked, and his right index finger pointed to the palm that fell from the sky.
"Give me... Broken!"
A aura rushed straight towards the palm and exploded at the moment of contact, smashing the palm formed by the cloud.
"That's it? That's it? "
Luo Chen raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Yang Feng's master and said sarcastically.
"Isn't it, the whole momentum is so huge, and the result is so powerful?"
"Then you underestimate me."
Yang Fengzhu sneered and replied confidently.
"Why... Do you have a backhand? Come out and show me. "