I don’t know how long Chang Daofei’s hair is, but with her as the center, the entire radius of two meters is the shadow of the knife.
When Cai Gen looked at the sword net, he was still shocked, because after all he had seen Wu Caishen's mountain of swords, this sword net could only be regarded as a gust of wind blowing over the mountain of swords.
This is not unusual, but Cai Gen doesn't understand, how does Chang Daofei practice controlling the dagger with his hair?
Is there some kind of magic too?
This guess made Cai Gen very disappointed. He originally thought he had finally seen a martial arts master, but it turned out to be a bastard from the supernatural circle.
Cai Gen, a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, believes that martial arts are sacred. It is more admirable to rely on ordinary people's bodies, go through devilish training, and inherit hundreds of thousands of techniques.
If an ordinary person uses evil heretics and uses power that does not belong to humans, he will not be advanced at all. He will lose his most precious things and tarnish all his pride as a human being.
I don’t know when this point of view was formed in Cai Gen’s mind. Anyway, he prefers powerful ordinary people and dislikes ghosts and gods. This may be racial discrimination, or it is called human-centered mysophobia.
Moreover, Cai Gen always feels that without relying on those non-human forces, human beings' own potential can become very powerful, but there seems to be a lock that limits the pace of human progress.
Of course, ideals are beautiful, reality is skinny, and there are too few pure masters like Saitama.
Cai Gen also had to accept these two gods around him, the big god, the small god, and the middle wave flow.
After thinking about it, Cai Gen was agitated, Chang Daofei was not beautiful at all, and the magic he used was all vain.
"Xiao Xiao, why are you hiding? How about you come back and I go?"
Xiao Xiao was not very happy to be challenged by Cai Gen like this. He couldn't stand and talk without pain in his back. Do you know how scary this thing is?
How many knives were there, whistling in the wind, like a meat grinder? Who would be stupid to drill into the meat grinder?
The more scared he became, the more he wanted to step back and push back, the more Cai Gen looked down on himself.
Chang Daofei was quite satisfied with the effect.
Well, when seeing this trick of mine, most people will turn around and run away.
This maid can still retreat slowly, so she has courage.
If you push harder, turn around and cry to your mother, that's what should happen.
Thinking of this, in order to pursue the pleasure of killing, Chang Daofei slowed down and relied on time to increase the pressure on Xiao Xiao.
Cai Gen couldn't stand it anymore. Why is it so ink stained?
What are those broken knives performing there?
"Naqi, how do you usually practice knife skills like this?"
Na Qi was the same. After seeing the other party performing a knife trick with his hair, he lost interest as it seemed that this stunt was not even worth two dollars.
"How else can it be practiced? It should be to force the soul of the dead into the hair, cut it off, and then graft it onto her head.
It uses the power of a single soul to control the dagger, so it can be used so flexibly.
Otherwise, with how many brains she has, how could she calculate such a complicated trajectory?
To say that she is a trivial person is an insult."
Oh, it turns out that’s the case. Why do people’s hair look so flowing? It turns out that it has its own soul.
When I think that it's dead man's hair, the original handsomeness and charisma are gone, it's a red and pink skull, it's all nonsense.
It was really shameful that I was so excited just now and so rare.
Anger and embarrassment surged in Cai Gen's veins, finally breaking through the bottom line of morality.
"Ah, Xiao Xiao, she attacked me sneakily and I was injured."
Ah? My benefactor is injured?
Why didn't you see the sneak attack clearly?
Also, with so many knives, who knows which one flew out?
Xiao Xiao looked back at Cai Gen with concern, and saw that Cai Gen was covering his forehead, and the exposed part was indeed very red and swollen.
Cai Gen was indeed injured, and his benefactor was actually injured.
Even though he was hiding behind himself, he was still injured.
This is too embarrassing.
Who are you?
God created by grace, God of merit and righteousness.
How dare she hurt her benefactor right under her nose?
Why do I, a landlady like me, have the face to be afraid?
The progressive emotions finally broke out in Cai Gen and fear.
I never thought Cai Gen was that important before, but Xiao Xiao couldn't bear it when he was really hurt in front of her.
Chang Daofei glared at Chang Daofei, his eyes lit up with white light, pale white light, emotionless white light.
Chang Daofei also heard Cai Gen's cry, and was still wondering, when did I sneak attack on him?
I know about the bump on his head. He didn't hit it by accident while watching the excitement. Why are you blaming me?
They are enemies anyway, so blame me if you blame me, they will all be dealt with after all.
But what happened to this little maid?
When Cai Gen shouted, was she trying to fake a corpse or a demon?
Are there LEDs in your eyes?
Why is it getting brighter and brighter?
It’s too bright, what kind of energy is it?
How many watts?
Chang Daofei felt a flash of white light in front of his eyes and became blind instantly.
After Xiao Xiao's anger level was full, he directly revealed his Dharma Body.
A beautiful woman in ancient costume who is more than five meters tall is holding a big sword more than ten meters long.
There were no fancy moves, he just slashed at Chang Daofei with all his might.
Let you wander, and if you continue to wander, I will chop you to death and you will no longer be able to wander.
The best way to use a big sword is to cut, cut, and stab.
But Xiao Xiao is like a watermelon knife, and no one can care about it.
Especially when he holds the hilt of the sword with both hands and cuts with all his strength, he is much more powerful than the gangsters fighting in the street.
The first thing to collide was the circle of knife nets. Each soul controlled a dagger, running at high speed, and then encountered an obstacle.
The big sword cut through the rhythm, and at the same time it cut through the dagger, and finally even the souls were cut into pieces.
Chang Daofei felt a chill on the top of his head, as if his scalp had been exposed to cold air for a long time. Where is my hair?
How come your hair disappears just as soon as your eyes shine?
How much energy did you spend on this long hair?
How much sacrifice has been made?
How much pain did you endure?
There is my own sister, my own elder sister.
There are also their own masters, master ancestors, and master Taizu.
Their lineage relied on their ancestral hair to make a living, so why did it disappear?
Before I could figure out the problem of hair loss, the second question followed.
Why does my head feel cold this time?
It seems like my brain is exposed to the cold air. What's going on?
Then the third question appeared instantly: Why are the internal organs so cold?
It shouldn’t be. My racing suit is custom-made and has three layers of warmth and down. How can it be cold?
Could it be a cold attack?
Frost-type weapons?
Have you suffered physical attacks plus attribute attacks?
Along with the coldness of my body, I feel a little sluggish!
Unconsciously, I found that my two eyes were looking at the world from different perspectives.
And the two perspectives gradually moved away, and finally for a moment, the two eyes actually looked at each other.
At this moment,
The answers to all the questions were revealed, and she was chopped into two neat halves by Xiao Xiao.
Like the pigs sold at the morning market, they are divided into two doors, and the only thing missing is the small blue seal of quarantine.
This chapter has been completed!