in the edge

Chapter 317 Beheading
The martial artists couldn't come up with any other tricks.

Dog tooth bullets, yue knives, air slashes, axes... Although the Wu Zhaos used a lot of moves, they were still the same way back and forth, either long-range projection or close combat, but these two were very difficult for Du Chengfeng. Said, but already tasted too much.

"If that's all...it's the end of you."

Du Chengfeng, who was carrying two large knives, sighed and even inserted the gray-black fire knife back into his back.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you this time. I've said it many times, I'm a pacifist... In addition, I don't think it would be disrespectful not to kill you, but it means that I believe in you, I believe you will be able to figure out a way to defeat me one day.”

"You might as well kill us."

The three Wu Zhaos laughed bitterly in unison.

"That at least shows that we are a bit of a threat to you and are opponents worthy of respect... instead of letting us go like a dog like before."

"That is to say, you admit it?"

Du Chengfeng rubbed his head.

"It's really not a mistake that we're trapped here?"

"Actually it is."

The faces of the three Wu Zhaos were a bit ugly.

"I originally planned to take you back to Yindi and take good care of you, but who would have thought that you would end up in such a ghost place... But it's okay, at least if I hadn't come here, I wouldn't have been able to think of those new things. "

Du Chengfeng started to scratch his head. He didn't see the new thing in Wu Zhao's mouth at all. The beatings were still the same, so couldn't he come up with some new tricks?
Maybe there are new tricks.

Just because those two humanoid Wu Zhao had already started killing people.

Facts have proved that the Wu Zhaos were not as reserved as they seemed. After realizing that they could not defeat them by themselves, the Wu Zhaos finally began to use the troops they brought over, which were enough for more than [-] troops - or It is said to be a reserve food for evil spirits.

As a pacifist and a kind person, how could Du Chengfeng see this? He would not sit back and watch the Wu Zhaos accumulate evil energy through killing people. After all, this was a real battle.

If the enemy wants to do something, he must not be allowed to do it. This is the most basic principle.

"You can't kill any of you."

Du Chengfeng swung the fire blade and easily blocked the airborne slashes from Wu Zhao.

"If you want to fight, come to me."

"Has anyone ever told you that your playing style is really disgusting?"

The two humanoid Wu Zhao continued to charge hard without looking back.

"Don't you want to see my trump card? Then can't you wait for me to kill more?"

"Do you think I'm stupid? Wait until you kill more... huh?"

Another sword blocked Wu Zhao's yue blade, and Du Chengfeng's face, which was almost about to laugh, suddenly froze.

"you……"

"What's wrong with me?"

The two Wu Zhao men kept attacking, and the four yue blades caused a bloody storm.

"Is there anything wrong with me?"

"Has no one ever told you that your playing style is also disgusting?"

Looking at the two Wu Zhao in front of him, Du Chengfeng was stunned for a moment.

There is no other reason.

Just because the heads of these two Wu Zhaos bear his face!

Even the yellow dog Wu Zhao had his face on his head. That is, during the period when he ignored the yellow dog Wu Zhao, the yellow dog stood up again and resumed its human appearance - -Although the dog's head still hasn't faded away, after Du Chengfeng's face appeared on the dog's head, it actually gained a bit more human dignity.

"Is this how you play?"

Du Chengfeng was dumbfounded.

"Is this what you have learned, the so-called new thing?"

"There are newer ones too!"

The three Wu Zhao laughed loudly and pointed the six yue blades at Du Chengfeng. "Come on! Try this!"

It was the exact same slash as the dove stick. It was the will that could separate all things. It was the most essential separation, far better than any sword, gun, sword or halberd.

But there are six such slashes at this moment.

"you……"

Du Chengfeng waved down the sword in his hand.

The blazing fire blade hit the slash, and the scorching flames burned even the strength of the slash at this moment. At this moment, what was burned was not the material itself, but what was added to the attack. Will is those turbulent and majestic evil spirits.

Using the evil spirit as fuel, the raging flames grew stronger and stronger.

Then, the fire blade swept across.

Three Wuzhaos have become six pieces.

"you……"

Du Chengfeng was speechless for a long time.

He originally thought that these Wu Zhaos would have some more advanced techniques and more special powers. They must have prepared everything before coming to fight with him - but now, judging from the results, these Wu Zhaos Is this all we have accomplished?
"If that's the case, why do you want to fight me?"

At this moment, Du Chengfeng felt heartache that he had never experienced before.

It's not because these Wu Zhaos are his friends. In fact, there is no friendship between them.

However, he lost one of his best rivals.

It's not just a physical loss, but another kind of loss. These Wu Zhaos have proven with their actions that they really can't beat him.

No matter in terms of strength, thinking, or even prediction of the enemy, the moment he lost the fight, these three Wu Zhao could no longer be regarded as opponents by him.

"Can't you become stronger? Can't you be more accurate? With such power, why do you want to come here and fight to the death with me?"

Looking at the six sections of Wu Zhao on the ground, Du Chengfeng covered his forehead in pain.

What kind of behavior is this?Is it arrogance?Do you think he is weak?Or does it mean that he knew he couldn't beat him, but chose to rush in and commit suicide?

"Why on earth are you doing this?"

"We naturally have our own reasons for doing this."

It was obvious that these three Wu Zhao were on the verge of death under the burning flames, but at this moment they all showed some weird smiles.

"Don't be so sad, our deaths are not meaningless...touch your own face."

"I... um?"

Du Chengfeng subconsciously touched his cheek. He didn't know what was so good about it.

But immediately, the feeling of touching it made him vaguely feel that something was wrong.

This unfamiliar touch, this is not his face at all.

"you……"

Du Chengfeng quickly pulled out his sword and used it as a mirror to reflect it.

What appeared on the blade was indeed not his face.

That is clearly Wu Zhao’s face!

"This……"

Du Chengfeng froze on the spot and was speechless for a long time.

When did this start?

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