Chapter 668

"Tu Fang? Is that your name? It's not very pleasant to hear. If you call it butcher, it will be very nice, catchy and easy to remember. " Duan Hong splits two swords in the void and feels the weight of the next one.

Tu Fang sneered: "I hope you won't be disappointed." With that, he took a step and swung the knife round to Duan Hong.

Duan Hong's eyes were burning. When Tu Fang's knife reached the highest position in the sky, he put the golden knife in his hand and stabbed him in front of his heart.

Both of them are good at speed, but in terms of distance, Tu Fang's chopper is not as long as Duan Hong's, and the position of his sword is closer to his chest.

As a last resort, Tu Fang sidestepped to avoid it. At the same time, his knife had to be defeated.

Seeing him Dodge, Duan Hong smiles, turns his wrist, and his sword changes from stab to stroke, and attacks Tu Fang's chest again.

"Well, it's a trick to carve insects." Tu Fang put the mountain knife upright, and with a "Dang" sound, the two knives collided, and sparks splashed everywhere. Duan Hong had the unique skill of catching the dragon, and with his fierce instant explosive power, he forced Tu Fang to retreat two steps.

Standing on the branch, the middle-aged man in Qingshan nodded slightly: "it seems that those three old men really don't hide their secrets. The young dragon catcher has reached the master level. It seems that I was only at the age of 30 when I got to this level. However, this Sabre technique is a bit interesting. It still works if I die together."

Tu Fang used his wrists to minimize his numbness. After ten years on the road, he was the first to fall behind in the balance of power.

Duan Hong sneered and said, "it's just so so." He turned to kumai Ju not far behind him and said, "little Ju, it seems that you need to practice hard. You can't resist such general strength."

"Hum!" Tu Fang was slightly angry when he heard Duan Hong's sarcasm, which made a lot of Dao people. But if he didn't have two skills, he would have been dead.

"Don't talk fast!" Tu Fang Leng said that he took a half step forward with his left foot, along with his body, and raised his right arm from the bottom with a knife, turning it against the eight character sword!

Duan Hong didn't dare to be careless, but he recognized that his strength was stronger than Tu Fang's, so he came up with a straight eight character sword.

"Miso!"

In the blink of an eye, the two knives hit each other twice. Tu Fang held back his numb wrist and roared. He continued to rush to Duan Hong. The mountain knife was like a silver fire wheel in his hand.

For a while, Duan Hong couldn't see clearly, so he had to step back again and again. Suddenly, he thought of the chain around his waist and laughed in his heart: I'll give you a sickle——

It has always been Duan Hong's style to do what he thinks. He twisted his waist, turned his body, and the scythe on the chain was thrown away in the opposite direction.

Duan Hong grabbed the chain in the middle and swung it on his head for two weeks. As soon as his hand was released, the sickle head shot out.

"Yes?" Tu Fang cursed meanly, and then ducked his sickle. He saw that the iron chain was tiny, and the iron chain much thicker than this could be cut by the ice knife in his hand. He waved the next knife.

However, he made the same mistake as Duan Hong. The iron chain looked thin, but in fact it was extremely hard. Duan Hong's fierce anger failed to break the iron chain, let alone him?

"Ha ha!" Duan Hong laughed twice and cried, "butcher, you've been cheated." He suddenly pulled the chain. Because of the block of Tu Fang's knife, the direction of the chain shifted, and the sickle head stabbed Tu Fang's back like a sharp sword.

"Ah Tu Fang was in pain. He moved and wanted to get rid of the scythe. Unfortunately, the scythe was crooked and hooked. It was good that he didn't move. This move made the scythe more deeply.

In an instant, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Duan hongxie laughs twice. Like a revolving horse, he goes back and forth around his body for a few weeks, wrapping Tu Fang with iron chains. Kick over: "little chrysanthemum, take it down!"

Xiongjingju runs quickly, grabs the chain and brings Tu Fang back and forth to his camp.

The bald man on the other side wanted to fight Duan Hong. He was stopped by Gu Jianfeng. His eyes narrowed and he shook his head. "Matthews, you are not his opponent." In the past, half robot Rooney was defeated by his companions. There was a secret video in the Shura arena. Gu Jianfeng watched it carefully. The reason why that man was able to win Rooney was that Duan Hong gave him something to drink!

He didn't think Matthews could beat Duan Hong.

Duan Hong slapped Tu Fang's face twice. It's unnecessary to elaborate how powerful he was. After two slaps, Tu Fang's cheek became swollen, and there was blood between his mouth and nose. Looking at Duan Hong like a wolf in his eyes, he yelled: "despicable! They all use knives. Why do you use chains? "

"Silly, when must I use the knife? It's just a process to use a knife. I can use anything to catch you. Even if I use a stool, I can kill you. "

Duan Hong ignored the roaring Tu Fang. He knew in his heart that he was not as good as Tu Fang in terms of lightsaber technique. He said to Gu Jianfeng, "old man, you just talked wild, now? Don't you mean to kill us all? "

Gu Jianfeng turned to the middle-aged man in Qingshan who was standing on the branch and bowed to him and said, "master Qinglong, do you see?"

The green shirted man's toes are a little bit sharp, and the branches flick slightly. His body floats down like a feather. It seems that he doesn't use his feet when walking. With his high bun, he looks like an elegant swordsman in ancient times.

"The strength of Shura stadium has dropped too much in recent years." Said the man in green shirt. Duan Hong couldn't help laughing. The man in Qingshan looks strange. He seems to have gone through many vicissitudes. He is over 50 years old. When he talks, he has a sharp voice, like an ancient eunuch. But it's impossible to say that he is a eunuch, because he has a short stubble on his lips. Green shirt person icy cold Mou son a stare: "funny?" The more angry he was, the sharper his voice was. Duan Hong couldn't help but cover his stomach and laugh, "ha ha, chicken voice? You look so loud. It's a chicken voice? " Gu Jianfeng shakes his head secretly, thinking that Duan Hong may not survive this evening. For this elder, he still knows that the former Qingshan man was not sharp, but now he is in a state of physical change. Every time one reaches the master level, one will rejuvenate. The so-called rejuvenate is just a change of state, which has advantages and disadvantages. Some people are in this state for decades, until they die. Some people may return to their original state in one day. Qingshiren reached the master level ten years ago, but his voice didn't change after he was rejuvenated. It's one of the things he cares about. Once upon a time, at the meeting of the ancient family in Shura hall, a junior of the collateral family heard him speak and felt funny. When he laughed, he was cut off by the man in green shirt. Fortunately, under the plea of the people, he hugged his life, but he couldn't say anything all his life. He had to rely on the machine to speak, which was not worth the loss. Qingshan people have three taboos, one of which is his voice. Duan Hong burst out laughing, more than the younger generation of that collateral family. I don't know if he will follow that person's footsteps.