Swish!

The sword light rose again, and in the extremely dark primeval forest, it seemed that a flash of light began.

"How many slashes did this... do you want to use?" Chengying Jian, who was watching the game, exclaimed in anger.

The bowed body rushed towards Liu Feng's pre-selected Death King, and slashed the knife with one knife. The knife drew a circle and then suddenly lifted it up. It seemed like a tricky slash, but in fact, the action of undercutting and slashing was cut out three times in a row by him in the way of drawing a circle.

This is just a sword skill completed in an instant. What is certain is that if Liu Feng had just returned to China's level, he would definitely suffer a great loss with this knife.

At the same time, Liu Feng's footwork quickly changed, as if his figure had moved several times in a small range when the opponent made a knife. This was not the end. With the movement within a slight range, Liu Feng's scimitar also swung the scimitar in his hand continuously.

"Blades and swords are all swords. How can the instructor use one sword as if he swung seven swords at the same time?" Chengying Sword's eyes were already filled with sword light. At this time, the state of the two fighting against swords was instantly engraved in his heart.

puff!

In an instant, Liu Feng's scimitar tip steadily held the opponent's eyebrows. The tip of the knife had pierced into the flesh of the pre-selected Death King, and the right arm of the pre-selected Death King had been separated from his body. After flying six or seven meters, he hit a tree and then fell to the ground.

A stream of blood gushed out along the broken arm of the pre-selected Death King, and the Tang sword also fell to his feet.

On the other hand, Liu Feng, except for the several sword injuries left on his body, his face is now slightly pale, but overall it is not serious.

"Why is your knife so fast?" The pre-selected Death King ignored his serious injuries at this time. Even if he was about to die, he was concerned about the knife.

"The answer is very simple, but you have to answer two questions first."

Liu Feng asked with a smile: "Liu Feng is the King of Hell. In the Western Underground World, no one knows except you?"

"Really, there is no other person in the Western underground world except me, don't worry. As for why I know, I can guess with your intelligence." The pre-selected Death King Dao.

The smile on Liu Feng's face could not be maintained. This is a very serious problem, and it must be that the pre-selected Death King would not answer deep.

"Okay, at least I admire your kung fu very much, tell me your name." Liu Feng gave this Western master enough respect.

The pre-selected Death King said: "My name is Damai. In the Death Arsenal, I am the only one who does not use a gun and only a knife. I thought my knife was pure enough, but I didn't expect it to lose to you. Now, can you tell me the answer I want, right?"

puff!

Liu Feng's hand was added with force, and the scimitar as thin as a cicada, nailed it directly into Damai's eyebrows.

At this moment, Damai's eyes immediately widened to their limits, and his eyes gradually began to dissipate.

"Tell you, because your knife is only in your hand, and my knife is in your heart. You practice knife skills repeatedly and repeatedly practice killing skills, but I often give up the knife skills and choose to use the most suitable sword moves based on my physical ability. What you lose is not the knife skills, but to me, the sword skills are not the strongest, and the strongest ones are always the ones who use swords."

After saying this, Liu Feng drew his sword and turned around.

"The strongest one is not the skill of the sword, but the sword..." Before his death, Damai seemed to have understood some truth. Although his eyes were completely dim and his vitality was broken, a smile appeared on his face.

Liu Feng reached out and helped Chengying Sword up, "Brother, how do you feel now?"

"Instructor, I..."

"I said, just call me boss, or Feng Ge, there is no need to be so formal."

"Well! Brother Feng, I feel much better."

After Chengying Jian stood up straight, he moved his limbs, "It felt a bit like losing strength, but I wanted to take a little rest and I could get back into the battle."

"Well, you have two meridians broken. I just continued it for you, so you feel like you are losing your strength."

Liu Feng patted Chengyingjian on the shoulder and said, "You should be able to recover a lot after you move for a while, and then we will go in together."

"good!"

Ten minutes later, Liu Feng and Chengying Sword entered the dense forest one by one.

In this dense forest, the howling cold wind is much less, and the road is also more difficult to walk.

The two walked forward while chatting.

"Chengying Sword, who hurts you? I feel that the person who hurts you has a very tricky technique and strong skill!"

"I don't know that person. He is a very strong Indian A San. Chunjun Jian and Yuchang Jian attack him together, and they are not his opponents. Later we fired the gun and forced him away."

"Oh, so, Chunjun Sword and Yuchang Sword have already chased into the clouds?"

"Yes, I felt that I was not seriously injured at that time, so I stayed for a while and they went in first. Who knew that after they left, I felt more and more uncomfortable, and my eyesight was even blurred later."

boom!

After chatting for a while, they suddenly heard an explosion from afar, and there seemed to be a slight vibration under their feet.

"It's a mine!"

"Brother Feng, this place is a minefield during World War II. It seems that someone has touched a mine."

"Go and go and have a look!"

"good!"

The two of them accelerated their pace and moved forward quickly for half an hour. They found a mess ahead, and two trees, as big as a bowl, were broken in the waist.

Between the two broken trees, a large pit with a diameter of nearly two meters was blown out, and four dead bodies with missing arms and legs were distributed around, which was so miserable.

After checking it, Liu Feng sneered: "Fortunately, it's A San's body. If I guess correctly, if I go to this minefield, these Indian A San will definitely not be able to walk fast. Let's go, I will leave all these bastards who have trespassed into the Chinese territory here."

"Brother Feng is right, kill them." Chengying Sword also recovered most of its energy and increased a lot.

The two of them walked quickly for about twenty minutes. Liu Feng observed from time to time with his sights, and finally vaguely saw the shadows of people in the deep forest.

puff!

When Chengying Sword was following the gun, Liu Feng had already pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle.

An Indian San walking at the end of the team in the distance was silently bruised, as if no one in front of him noticed it.

Then Liu Feng quickly ran forward a few steps, jumped onto a tree canopy that was nearly three meters high.

puff!

The sniper rifle fired bullets again, and then another San fell to the ground at the end of the team.

Puff puff puff!

Taking advantage of the condescending perspective, Liu Feng fired shots again and another mercenary named A San was named by a bullet.

Chengying sword advanced with a gun, but he was not as fast as Liu Feng. After Liu Feng launched an attack, he was afraid that joining the battle would attract the enemy's attention, so he kept advancing while observing the situation.

After Liu Feng killed several Ah San in a row on the tree crown, he leaped forward like a peerless master in the Kaixia film, jumped on several trees in a row, and then lay on a tree, continuing to pull the trigger.

At this time, the team of A San in front seemed to be leaping a slope. The two A Sans were walking in the last, climbing upwards. As a result, their bodies became weak and they lay down and could no longer move.

When these three crossed the slope and there was a visual error, Liu Feng's speed suddenly accelerated.

In less than a minute, Liu Feng chased him to the front of the squad, and then jumped past like a monkey.

In this process, Chengying Jian felt that it was a little difficult for him to follow Liu Feng's pace. After arriving at the slope, Chengying Jian simply crawled on the ground, snare-mounted to observe the situation, and was ready to respond to Liu Feng.

"So strong, Brother Feng is worthy of being the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword among the previous generation of Heavenly Swords. This kind of jungle combat is like a textbook!" Chengying Jian said with great emotion, and the shock in his heart was rising and falling.

Through the scope, Chengying Jian saw Liu Feng rushing to the end of A San's team in front, and no one noticed him in this process.

Then, Liu Feng put a scimitar on his back, and the throat of an A San mercenary was cut open.

Then Liu Feng moved forward again, stretched his left back, and grabbed A San's neck. Then A San's head tilted and fell to the ground.

Puff puff puff...

At this time, Liu Feng was like a ghost in the dark, and like the King of Hell who had truly walked out of the underworld, collecting his soul at an extremely fast speed.

This team of Ah San looks like more than 40 people, but in less than ten minutes, it has lost two-thirds of its staff.

"No, where are the people? Why are we missing so many people?"

"What's going on? There are so many of us, are there only a dozen left now?"

"Please be careful, don't disperse, concentrate together, it seems that something is happening!"

When there were only a dozen people left in these three, they finally realized something was wrong. In an inexplicable panic, these idiots instinctively gathered together.

At this time, three black oval objects flew into the middle of more than ten people.

"What?"

"Bastard, it's still in the primeval forest in the middle of the night. Don't pretend to be a god and scare people!"

"Fuck, everyone run away, this is the hand..."

Boom, boom!

That's right, these three oval objects are grenades, which are the masterpieces thrown out by Liu Feng.

Three grenades exploded among a small team of more than ten people, and instantly took all these Sans into the underworld.

"That's so awesome!"

Chengying Sword, who was watching through the scope, was so excited at this time, "That's right, the jungle battle like a textbook is definitely a level that only the top special forces in the world can have! Brother Feng, boss, only your strength is worthy of our sixth generation of Tianjian instructors. By the way, this is teaching by words and deeds, this is teaching me!"

After dealing with this mercenary team of more than 40 people, Liu Feng hid behind a big tree.

Three seconds later, another San stood up among the dead.

The guy was covered in blood and his face was full of horror. After getting up, he was still looking around. It was obviously a fish that had not completely died in the explosion.

After not finding the enemy, the San quickly stood up and ran towards the depths of the dense forest.
Chapter completed!