In the Blade

The bright moon rises into the sky, its color is as bright as blood, making people's hearts go crazy.

After looking at the spear on the ground, Du Chengfeng stood up.

Separated by a distance of three feet, the two men stood looking at each other.

One of them holds a throwing spear in his hand.

On the other hand, it was with bare hands.

"Pick it up."

The man named Yang Sanlang tightened his grip on the throwing spear.

"I asked you to pick up the weapon, didn't you hear?"

"Didn't hear it."

Glancing at the mountains of weapons around him, Du Chengfeng just shook his head.

"Why did you pick it up? Because after I also picked up the weapon, it turned into a competition? Can it make you look like a man? Forget it, if you really want to fight me head-on, Then who was it that wanted to kill me when I fell asleep?"

"you……"

Yang Sanlang couldn't help but grit his teeth.

The second spear came out, this time it was not aimed at his feet. The sharp spear roared out, the tip of the spear pointed directly at Du Chengfeng's chest!

Once upon a time, it was a powerful and heavy shot that nailed to the ground the bold madman who dared to insult the ancestors of the Yang family. It was this fatal shot that made him, Yang Sanlang, famous in Jizhou, and even became a famous man. The leader of the younger generation of the Yang family.

But now, facing this shot that he was proud of, Du Chengfeng just turned sideways and easily avoided it.

Then, he strode towards him.

Du Chengfeng walked over bare-handed without holding a knife, an ax, or any weapon. He didn't even pick up the spear on the ground.

Facing Yang Sanlang's third spear.

This made Yang Sanlang take five steps back.

Five steps back in a row, and then five steps forward in a row. When he rushed to the last step, Yang Sanlang twisted his waist and turned his hips, and the throwing spear in his hand came out again.

This time, with the added strength of the run-up, Yang Sanlang's throwing spear was as fast as lightning. It was far faster than the previous throwing spear. Even the gun body made of solid wood became thinner due to this extremely high speed. Vague.

Only the howling wind blowing past his ears can prove the existence of this throwing gun.

However, this strong wind only blew up Du Chengfeng's clothes.

With just a sideways movement, Du Chengfeng dodged the spear throw again.

The fourth throwing spear was taken off by Yang Sanlang from his backpack, and the distance between the two sides had been shortened from three feet to one foot.

This time, the throwing spear whirled and flew out.

If the previous throwing spears were all about piercing a point, then the fourth throwing spear is now sweeping across a flat surface. The whistling spear body has turned into a fierce long stick. Its huge strength can even break a leg with one blow. bone.

This time, Du Chengfeng finally couldn't be calm anymore.

Facing the oncoming spear, he had to tap his feet on the ground and jump in the air to dodge the sweep of the spear.

At this time, Yang Sanlang, who was holding the fifth throwing spear, had already rushed forward and stabbed Du Chengfeng hard in the chest.

The old strength has become old, but the new strength has not yet emerged. At this moment, Du Chengfeng, who is leaping in the air, is unable to dodge. However, Yang Sanlang, who is rushing towards the fourth spear, this time uses the spear in his hand as a short weapon. The spear, pointed at by the spear's tip, had blocked all possible space for Du Chengfeng to twist and turn.

This shot is inevitable!

However, at this moment, Yang Sanlang suddenly felt something grabbing his shoulder.

Those are big, strong hands.

"Huh?"

Boom——

After just a moment of distraction, Yang Sanlang's vision was already spinning.

His backbone hit the hard ground, and Yang Sanlang felt that his bones were about to break. The force of the back of his head hitting the ground made him dizzy. He didn't understand what happened, and why it happened in just an instant. It seems like he is already lying on the ground?

Wait, what is he here for?

"you……"

Remembering the purpose of his visit this time, Yang Sanlang quickly glanced around.

But he found that the strong refugee named Du Chengfeng he wanted to assassinate was squatting next to him, looking down at his face.

"It seems quite useful..."

Du Chengfeng, who was talking to himself, noticed Yang Sanlang's gaze, but shook his head.

"Sorry, I didn't tell you."

"you……"

Yang Sanlang, who was seriously injured, was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

But just when Yang Sanlang was about to spray the blood on Du Chengfeng's face, Du Chengfeng had already stood up.

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, just get up. Your uncle is still waiting for you to go back."

"you……"

The blood sprayed in the air fell down, but it got stuck on Yang Sanlang's own face.

This made Yang Sanlang close his eyes.

"Kill me."

Yang Sanlang said this and simply let go of the last spear in his hand.

"Kill me. Since I can't kill you, then you can kill me. Anyway, I was the one who brought you here, and I was the one who sent you to die. Now that you are not dead, you have survived, and so am I. If I can’t kill you, then kill me.”

Having said this, Yang Sanlang gritted his teeth.

"A man is a true man. When one person does something, one person is responsible for it. Every wrongdoer has his own debtor. You... what are you doing! Where are you going!"

Hearing the footsteps ringing in his ears, Yang Sanlang quickly opened his eyes and climbed up.

But he saw that Du Chengfeng didn't even mean to pay attention to him, and just went back to his own courtyard.

That figure even turned its back to him.

"What do you mean! What do you mean!"

Holding back the pain in his body, Yang Sanlang grabbed the throwing spear that he had released.

"Come back! Come back! Du Chengfeng, come back!"

The last spear was finally thrown, but the body that was seriously injured by the fall could no longer exert much strength. The spear spun twice in mid-air, and finally fell to the ground helplessly.

This last spear failed to throw even one foot.

But that silhouette is getting further and further away.

He didn't even look back.

"Come back! Come back and kill me!"

Yang Sanlang, whose face was covered in blood, stared angrily.

"Come and kill me! Why don't you kill me! Why! Why on earth don't you kill me! Why!"

But no matter how Yang Sanlang shouted at the top of his lungs, the back figure never looked back, as if all this was just the midnight buzzing of insects in the small courtyard, just a boring noise.

This couldn't help but make Yang Sanlang furious.

"Du Chengfeng!"

Yang Sanlang shouted to the sky outside the courtyard door.

"Why don't you kill me! Do you despise me so much! Do you despise me, Yang Sanlang, so much!"

"Why do I have to kill you? Don't you have anything else to do at night?"

Du Chengfeng finally turned around.

"Go back, isn't it good to be alive?"

"As long as I am alive for one day, I will definitely wash away this shame."

The words were obviously supposed to be strong, but when they came out of Yang Sanlang's mouth, they were still somewhat trembling.

"Aren't you afraid? Are you really not afraid at all?"

"……Afraid?"

After looking at the furious Yang Sanlang and thinking about the terrifying He Xiqing, Du Chengfeng finally shook his head.

"As long as you are happy, come more often, so that you can at least be of some use."

"It kind of... works?"

Yang Sanlang was stunned, he didn't know what he was talking about.

He is here to take action, what can this do...

"I happen to be short of a target in my yard, not to mention you can still move it."

Du Chengfeng pointed to the open space in the yard.

"Anyway, come more, come on."

"you……"

Looking at Du Chengfeng's retreating back, Yang Sanlang was speechless for a long time.

Until Du Chengfeng's figure disappeared into the darkness, Yang Sanlang fell to the ground as if his spine had been ripped out.

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