With a loud bang, the steel knife fell to the open space in front of the middle-aged man.
Just by listening to the sound and the smoke, you can tell that the weight of this knife must be heavy.
"What are they doing?"
Negan and others were a little confused when they saw this scene.
Even Deng Fei gritted his teeth and couldn't see clearly what the current situation was.
And they were so far apart that they couldn't hear clearly what Lu Feng and others said.
"Why did Lu Feng give him a knife? Did he want him to commit suicide or something?"
"Why didn't I realize he was a fool before? Why not just stay in the team and perform suicide in front of Lu Feng?"
"Shit! I think his brain must be filled with water."
The leaders of many camps were extremely confused when they saw this.
"Crack! Crack!"
At this time, many bandits from the Western Region suddenly raised their guns and pointed them at the leaders who were speaking.
"Be careful what you say, that's our boss."
An adjutant looked at the leader coldly, with the muzzle of the submachine gun in his hand pointed at the ground.
"Fuck!"
Everyone cursed secretly.
Only then did they remember that the middle-aged man had nearly 50,000 subordinates.
Although the middle-aged man is not here, all his subordinates are.
"What are you doing, pointing a gun at our boss?"
Immediately afterwards, the subordinates of these leaders became unhappy and immediately raised their guns.
"What are you doing? Put it down! Are you out of your mind?"
"Now, let me point the gun to the outside world!"
When Negan saw that everyone was about to start a fight, he immediately stood up and scolded everyone.
Everyone glared at each other before reluctantly putting away their thermal weapons.
After all, they also know that this is not the time for internal strife when a powerful enemy is present.
We have to wait for the middle-aged man to come back as to how to deal with the matter.
Under the gaze of everyone, the middle-aged man slowly squatted down.
A pair of eyes were fixed on the sword.
Then, the middle-aged man took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hands, and was about to pick up the sword.
But he quickly retracted his palm, wiped it on his body, then stretched out his palm again, and slowly picked up the sword with both hands.
It's like holding a rare treasure in the palm of your hand.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
Feeling the weight of this sword, after looking at the sword at close range for a few seconds, the middle-aged man's breathing suddenly became extremely heavy.
The middle-aged man slowly knelt down on his knees, breathing heavily, then took out a towel and wiped the dirt off the sword.
Lu Feng frowned and looked at the middle-aged man, carefully observing his expression and every move he made.
Long Haoxuan and Liu Yingze were also prepared, with the thermal weapons in their hands loaded with bullets.
Although this middle-aged man was five meters away from Lu Feng, no one could guarantee whether he would suddenly throw the steel knife at Lu Feng.
They have to guard against them.
The middle-aged man slowly wiped the blade of the knife, then picked up the handle and looked somewhere.
Lu Feng remembered that there was a string of letters on the handle of the knife.
If interpreted according to the American language, it means blood.
However, Lu Feng still doesn't know what it means.
Just looking at the performance of this middle-aged man, this sword is probably a bit unusual!
"That's it! That's it!"
The middle-aged man watched it carefully from beginning to end. After two minutes, he suddenly started mumbling to himself, as if he was crazy.
Before Lu Feng could speak, the middle-aged man suddenly grasped the handle of the knife and then slashed it towards his arm.
"What are you doing? This knife is very sharp."
Lu Feng immediately frowned and stopped. You must know that Rose just felt the sharpness of the blade with her hand, and her finger was instantly cut.
If this middle-aged man aimed at his arm and used unsteady force, he might have his arm cut off directly, right?
"I know."
The middle-aged man nodded without raising his head, and then continued to move.
The people around him all stared with wide eyes.
This middle-aged man actually wants to commit suicide by cutting his wrists in front of Lu Feng?
"Leader, stop!"
The tens of thousands of middle-aged subordinates immediately couldn't hold back and moved forward.
"Stop! No one is coming!"
However, the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head and shouted loudly at everyone.
After this voice, his men had to grit their teeth and stand still.
The middle-aged man took a deep breath, then held the knife in his right hand and slowly drew the blade across his left arm.
"Whoosh!"
The extremely sharp blade cut through the middle-aged skin in an instant.
Blood began to flow continuously along the knife edge.
However, the middle-aged man did not exert too much force, so he did not cut the aorta.
But even so, streams of blood still flowed slowly along the knife edge.
And what this middle-aged man did next made Lu Feng couldn't help but frown again.
I saw this middle-aged man clenching his left fist and slowly dripping blood on the blade.
"Tick tock! Tick tock!"
Drop after drop of blood fell on the blade.
"Why do you think he is a madman?"
Long Haoxuan reached out and touched Liu Yingze, curled his lips and asked.
Liu Yingze was about to speak, but his eyes widened suddenly, and then he pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "Look at that knife!"
Long Haoxuan frowned and turned his head, and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the scene in front of him.
A lot of blood was already dripping from the gleaming blade of the sword.
However, a surprising scene occurred.
The blood on the blade could not adhere to the blade, but immediately flowed to the blade.
It's like there is a layer of invisible grease on the blade, so it won't be stained with blood.
The knife is not stained with blood, this...
Liu Wanguan, who was in the distance, suddenly widened his eyes.
"Could it be, could it be..."
Liu Wanguan's heartbeat quickened and he suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Feng.
He simply couldn't believe when Lu Feng actually got this thing.
Lu Feng didn't notice Liu Wanguan looking at him at this time, his eyes were fixed on the blade.
This knife is not stained with blood.
Instead, all the blood flowed along the blade to the blade.
So this picture was formed.
The gleaming blade looks extremely clean.
But the part of the blade was covered with countless blood, drawing a long red line.
The width is very narrow, but it keeps flowing along the blade.
It looks like a silver blade with a red blade.
"this……"
Lu Feng was stunned for a few seconds.
Is it the specialness of the material or the effectiveness of the forging process that causes this situation?
When the middle-aged man saw this scene, he burst into tears for a moment.
"That's it, that's it!"
"Blood, Blood King Sword!!"
The middle-aged man tried his best to suppress his emotions, and then muttered to himself.
Liu Wanguan, who was in the distance, also murmured: "The Blood King Sword! The Blood King Sword has appeared!"