"Recognize the master with a drop of blood!" Ye Feng was even more surprised. What kind of situations did he encounter tonight? First, he heard Uncle Shen talk about the legend of the Shen family, and then Uncle Shen passed on his inner power to himself. Now Uncle Shen actually
I also talked to myself about the deer-cutting knife. Isn’t this a bit of a joke?
"Well, yes, China is full of wonders. In the world of martial arts, there is a kind of magical weapon called a flying weapon. In the ancient martial arts, although there were only a few flying weapons, there were still a few, but they were often left behind by the owner.
It was gradually lost after death, because not all aircraft can identify their owners with blood." Uncle Shen ignored Ye Feng's surprised expression and continued to speak slowly.
"Then, other aircraft that cannot shed blood to identify their owners will leave with the old master and guard the body of the old master." Ye Feng thought about it and said, in fact, the friendship between some things is not as good as that of human beings.
I don't know how many times higher, the big eagle has been guarding and seeking defeat for decades, and has been with me in life and death for more than half a lifetime.
Uncle Shen nodded, "Yes, that's the reason. Of course, there are some masters who can pretend to be the owner of the aircraft and take the aircraft into their hands. However, one thing is certain now. China has the aircraft."
There are no more than two people who can use it." Uncle Shen said confidently.
"One is you, who is the other person? Is he also very powerful?" Ye Feng asked curiously. Uncle Shen nodded: "I don't know who it is. I had an affair with him decades ago.
There was a confrontation, and he was a little younger than me. We were evenly matched at that time, and I think he is still alive now."
"Wow, someone who can be equal to you must be very powerful. If such a person harms our country, it must be very dangerous." Ye Feng said with some worry, although China seems to be peaceful now.
, but I always feel that there are some problems in it.
"Yes, so you showed up at this time. I hope you can take on this responsibility. I will also teach you the deer cutting knife. I hope you can complete your understanding and protect China." Uncle Shen looked at Ye Feng.
He said sincerely, while holding Ye Feng's hand tightly with both hands.
Ye Feng leisurely felt a sense of responsibility, which was pressing heavily on his shoulders like a thousand-jin weight. But now that Uncle Shen was holding his hand, Ye Feng felt energetic and full of fighting spirit. He nodded: "Okay, I
Ye Feng will definitely not let Uncle Shen down and protect me, China."
"Remember, the deer-cutting knife itself is mysterious. Do not use it unless absolutely necessary. Otherwise, someone who knows the secrets will definitely try their best to kill you. Once you die, he will be able to replace you.
You need to pay attention to having a deer-cutting knife." Uncle Shen warned Ye Feng. Many martial arts practitioners have been coveting such a martial arts treasure.
"Well, I know that I will definitely use it with caution. I believe that as soon as such a treasure appears, it will attract the attention of many people. If this happens, it will be very troublesome." Ye Feng thought about it and said, "
Also, I, Ye Feng, will definitely do my best to serve the country and the people."
"Okay, okay, good job." Uncle Shen slowly let go of Ye Feng's hand, and then stretched out his hand. Ye Feng only saw a beam of light-like something coming from Uncle Shen's hand and sliding directly towards his fingertips.
Ye Feng felt a slight pain on his fingertips. When he lowered his head, he saw blood flowing from his fingertips.
Then the light slowly appeared, and then gradually turned into the shape of a small knife, and then it rested obediently in the palm of Ye Feng's hand. Ye Feng thought to himself that this guy is really cute. Hearing what Ye Feng said, the small knife in the palm of his hand
It started to shake, as if talking to Ye Feng.
"You can try your luck now and see if you can operate the deer knife. Because I am still here, I am worried that you will be unable to control it due to my influence." Uncle Shen looked at Ye Feng and said, after all
Any aircraft can only have one owner. Although the deer knife and Ye Feng have just shed their blood to recognize the owner, Uncle Shen is still a little worried.
"Well, okay, let me try!" Ye Feng took a deep breath and waved his hand, intending to hit the deer-cutting knife on a big tree not far away. The deer-cutting knife seemed to understand Ye Feng's thoughts, "Brush
With a loud "bang" sound, he flew directly towards the tree, and with a loud "bang" sound, the tree broke in two.
Seeing this scene, both Ye Feng and Uncle Shen smiled happily. Ye Feng stretched out his hand, intending to let the deer-cutting knife fly back, but this time it didn't seem to work at all. Instead, the deer-cutting knife began to spin loosely.
Uncle Shen couldn't help but be shocked: "What's going on? It shouldn't be like this!"
"Uncle, I, I can't control the aircraft at all now, look!" How Ye Feng summons now, the deer knife seems to be unconscious and ignores Ye Feng's summons at all. Instead, it spins there and flies up from time to time.
, sometimes flying down, like a naughty child.
"I'll give it a try!" Uncle Shen said, calling the flying machine with his hand, but the Deer Cutting Knife was still unmoved and continued to play. This made Uncle Shen feel a little flustered. This was something he had never done before.
I have never been worried. When I was a child, Uncle Shen could easily control the deer-cutting knife passed down from his family, but now it seems to be very difficult.
Uncle Shen continued to summon the deer-cutting knife, but the deer-cutting knife never came. Sweat gradually appeared on Uncle Shen's forehead. Seeing Uncle Shen like this, Ye Feng stepped forward and planned to take the deer-cutting knife directly.
Come, but Cutting Deer Knife understands Ye Feng's approach and quickly avoids it.
Ye Feng flew forward and was about to grab the deer-cutting knife directly, but he didn't expect that the sharp edge of the deer-cutting knife slipped directly through the palm of Ye Feng's hand, and a stream of blood suddenly flowed down. But at this moment, a miracle happened.
The deer-cutting knife obeyed obediently and quickly merged into the blood in Ye Feng's palm.
When Uncle Shen saw Ye Feng holding the deer-cutting knife in his hand, a happy smile appeared on his face. Suddenly, Uncle Shen thought of something and was startled. He quickly called Ye Feng over, "Xiao Feng, you, come here quickly. I
I have something to tell you, hurry up, hurry up!"
Hearing Uncle Shen calling him so urgently, Ye Feng ran over quickly, but found that Uncle Shen began to slowly fall down. Ye Feng quickly stretched out his hand to hold him up: "Uncle Shen, you, you will be fine, you are
What's wrong, don't scare me." Seeing Uncle Shen's eyes gradually becoming dull, Ye Feng quickly sent a burst of energy over.