Chapter 31: Gives people a damn sense of solidity!

Tang Bandit solved the clown, Phoenix solved the snake girl, and the old man also solved Shanhe.

Only Xiaopang is still fighting with the flying knife.

As the name suggests, Flying Knife is good at using knives, and he uses nine flying knives.

He was like a magician. Under his control, the nine flying knives kept attacking Xiaopang, chopping or slashing, stabbing or slashing, attacking from front to back, flying all over the sky.

Little Fatty wielded a stone-breaking hammer and used all his strength to defend himself airtight, but he still could not break the attack of the flying knives.

It is conceivable that in the near future, when Fatty is exhausted and there is a flaw in his defense, the flying knife will be able to kill Fatty easily.

Tang Bandit was worried about Xiaopang’s safety and wanted to go up to help, but was dragged back by the old man.

"What are you doing?" Tang Bandit glared at the old man with dissatisfaction and said, "If I don't take action, the little fat guy will be made into sashimi for others."

"Really?" the old man said with a full face Looking forward to it, he said, "This kid is white and tender." ." Phoenix also walked over and said with a worried look on his face.

She really cared about Xiaopang, and she felt that Xiaopang was sincerely good to her.

Tang Bandit and she are partners. As for the old man

She always feels that the old man has a faint hostility towards her, as if he is hiding some emotions.

Of course, she couldn't be sure whether her feeling was right.

Perhaps the old man just thought that Tang Bandit had rescued a freeloader

After following Tang Bandit out and hunting a lot of prey today, the old man's attitude towards him was indeed much better.

"Hey, hey," the old man said with his signature smile, "I think the opposite of what you think, I bet that the fat guy will win."

"This kind of thing Can you make a bet?" Tang Bandit said angrily. "If you lose the bet, Little Fatty's life will be lost."

"What's not to bet on?" the old man said with a playful smile, "You care about Little Fatty, but I don't care about Little Fatty, Little Fatty." If there is no one left, who will throw stones at me in the future?"

"Oh, your concern is quite unique," Tang Bandit said sarcastically.

"Okay, okay, I know you care about him. Just stay by and keep an eye on him. Whenever you see him in danger, go up and help." The old man waved his hand, looking impatient. Said, "I still insist on my opinion. Xiaopang will definitely win. Don't look at that kid who plays well with the knife. It's just a matter of Xiaopang's hammer."

Seeing the old man's persistence, Tang Bandit No more words to say.

Tang Bandit knew that the old man was unreliable in small matters, but he would never be vague in big matters.

He also raised Xiaopang. When material life was so scarce,He wouldn't believe that Baibai Pangpang, who was still able to feed Xiaopang, didn't sneak snacks into her.

Since he thinks Xiaopang can win, he has his reasons.

However, after all, Tang Bandit is not as big-hearted as the old man. He always holds a dagger in his hand. If he senses that something is wrong, he will rush to save people or kill people as soon as possible.

Fenghuang was very worried about Xiaopang, but seeing Tang Bandit's compromise, he had no position to say anything.

After all, she is still an outsider.

However, like Tang Bandit, she secretly held the Phoenix Whip in her hand and stared at the battle in front of her without blinking.

If she senses that Fatty is in danger, she will use the phoenix whip to "catch" Fatty over.

"What state is Little Fatty in?" Phoenix asked aloud.

If he could enter the air control realm like Tang Bandi, then she wouldn't have to worry too much.

"Little Fatty has no realm." Tang Bandit said.

Fenghuang was stunned for a moment and asked "What do you mean?"

"Little Fatty hasn't started practicing yet, and he's not even in the Body Tempering Realm." Tang Bandi explained.

"How is this possible?" Phoenix was shocked.

She recalled that the first time she saw Fatty, he used a hammer that was taller than him to hit rocks. She recalled that with just a little effort, he was able to carry an escape capsule weighing several tons. When I got up, I remembered that he was holding the trunk of a big tree and chasing those gray-robed men

Now he is fighting with the top killer from Xinxing, but you said he has not started practicing yet< /p>

"Yes." The old man giggled, staring at the little fat man on the field as if he were staring at some peerless treasure, and said, "The little fat man has poor understanding and has never been able to feel the existence of yin and yang energy, so, He is not even in the body tempering realm now."

"You don't have to be so happy if you don't have good understanding, little fat guy," Tang Bandit said angrily.

"Have you ever thought about it?" The old man turned to look at Tang Bandit and said, "If one day Xiaopang feels the energy of yin and yang, wouldn't it be terrible to become a real practitioner?"

"I mean the strength is terrifying." The old man rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Think about it, Xiaopang is born with supernatural powers. Until now, he still can't feel the energy of yin and yang. He is already so good at fighting and can still withstand beatings." When he starts practicing in the future, how powerful will he be?"

Tang Bandit thought for a while and said, "What if he can't feel the yin and yang energy all the time, or the speed of sensing is too slow and he won't be able to do it until he is sixty-eight? What's the use of being able to feel it at that time?"

"You brat, are you specifically trying to argue with me? How can someone be able to sense the energy of yin and yang only when they are sixty-eight? Is he an idiot?"

"There are still many people who can't feel it in their entire lives. How is this impossible?" Tang Bandi retorted."Besides, if it's chubby, don't you think this is possible?"

The old man sighed deeply.

Obviously, Tang Bandit's words touched his heart.

He was also worried that Xiaopang would never be able to feel the yin and yang energy, or that he would sense it too late

He came to the underworld just after he felt the yin energy.

While a few people were chatting, the battle on the field had already entered a fever pitch.

Little Fatty was not affected at all. After all, he was swinging the hammer as hard as he could to block the nine flying knives that were all-pervasive.

As for Feidao, the more he was hit, the more he felt guilty, and the more he was hit, the more he felt unsure.

He was different from the chubby little guy who was stuck on both sides. As soon as the battle started, he took control of the battle.

He knew that his opponent was just a fat little man with no brute strength. When he exhausted his strength with the flying knife, he could easily slit his throat.

Victory is mine, it’s just a matter of time.

However, as he continued to fight, he realized that something was wrong.

They have an audience.

And the audience is getting bigger and bigger, including Tang Bandit and Phoenix Old Man.

He is a killer, and every one of them has an opponent.

Now that they are in front of us, it is self-evident what this means.

The situation is critical. Even if he gets rid of the fat guy, how will he face the obstruction of others?

We can't delay it any longer. We must first get rid of the fat guy in front of him.

So, he looked at Fatty with a sneer on his face, and said mockingly, "Little Fatty, stop struggling, the more you struggle, the more tired you will be."

"I know you have done your best. Are you exhausted and can’t lift the hammer anymore? Just give up. You’ll feel better after giving up.”

“Don’t worry, my knife is so fast that you won’t even feel the pain.”

While speaking, he accelerated his attack speed, manipulating nine flying knives to force Xiaopang back continuously.

Tang Bao's eyes were as cold as ice and he said sternly, "I'm going to cut his tongue out later."

He didn't allow others to bully the little fat guy. He would rather others bully him. I don't want anyone to bully Xiaopang.

Little Fatty is indeed very tired.

He was panting and sweating profusely. The hammer in his hand was as heavy as a stone, and he had to use all his strength every time he swung it.

But when did it happen?

The sweat on his forehead flowed down, and his eyes had already been blurred. He couldn't even wipe it with his hands, because he knew that if he was not careful, the nine flying knives would find a gap and be stabbed into a hedgehog by them.

Little Fatty likes to eat hedgehogs, but he doesn’t want to become a hedgehog himself.

Little Fatty's movements were obviously slow. When he swung the hammer and smashed the two flying knives above his head, the hammer in his hand also flew away.

"The opportunity has come"

Feidao's eyes lit up, he stretched out his hand to pick up a flying knife, lowered his body and dived, and slashed towards the little fat man's neck.

The meat in other places is too thick, and his throwing knife is too short to be able to penetrate.

Now that he is closer,

he can already smell the flesh on the little fat body. The smell of sweat was so intense that you could even feel his heartbeat and breathing.

"That's it now"

Feidao knew he was done, and his dagger was about to touch Xiaopang's flesh.

Bang

Suddenly, his body arched up like a shrimp, and then flew high into the air.

“Hey”

He found that Xiaopang was getting smaller and smaller, and he was getting further and further away from Xiaopang.

It was only then that he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Plop

His body fell heavily to the ground. When he wanted to get up from the ground, he only saw a Big Mac falling from the sky.

Crack

The sound of broken bones came from Feidao's body.

The little fat man was worried that the flying knife would not kill him, so he raised his big fist and smashed it at his head crazily.

Bang Bang Bang

When Bandit Tang ran over and pulled Xiaopang up, the flying knife was already dead and unrecognizable, and his head was swollen into a pig's head.

The old man ran over and sniffed, and said angrily, "You brat, why are you working so hard? I still want to stay alive to ask a few questions."

"I I'm afraid I won't be able to kill him," the little fat man said with a sincere look on his face, panting like an ox.

"You have broken all his bones. How can he not die? Forget it. If you die, just die." The old man originally wanted to ask if they had any teammates or supplies. something.

More importantly, with so many of them coming from Xinxing, what kind of transportation are they using?

If they can get a flying saucer, they will make a lot of money.

Tang Bandit walked up to Feidao's body, opened his mouth, and cut off his tongue with a dagger.

Fenghuang's scalp went numb watching this guy.

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