A knife in love

Chapter 3

Yan Dufei's body trembled slightly, he didn't know what kind of magic weapon Yang Zhenzhong used, but he cut off his long sword in an instant, and chopped Leng Tiexin into two pieces.

"Why don't you make a move?"

Yang Zhenzhong said, then smiled slightly, and said: "I forgot, Swordsman Yan's sword broke."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the air. The long sword that Leng Tiexin had dropped into the muddy water suddenly bounced, and with a "hoo", it flew straight towards Yan Dufei.

With a sound of "Puff", the long sword was stabbing at a pillar beside Yan Dufei, the blade pierced three points into the pillar, the hilt swayed slightly, and there was a faint sound of dragon chant.

"Get out the sword!"

Yang Zhenzhong sneered.

He kept laughing, Yan Dufei raised his head suddenly, and drew his sword backhand, Yang Zhenzhong's hands were not yet wrapped in the big sleeves, Yan Dufei's sword was united, the long sword had pierced three inches into his chest.

Yan Dufei's internal strength may not be as good as Leng Tiexin's, but his sword is faster, more accurate and more ruthless than Leng Tiexin.

Therefore, he believed that as long as Yang Zhenzhong allowed himself to draw the sword carelessly, he would definitely die under the sword.

Seeing that his sword was about to pierce Yang Zhenzhong's chest, he saw that Yang Zhenzhong stretched out both hands, and with a wave of his right hand, there was already a very thin machete in his hand.This knife is thin and long, and the blade is extremely soft, and it twists and turns like a poisonous snake.

Yan Dufei was startled, he knew that Yang Zhenzhong was unique in the Central Plains with Shaolin Kungfu and Tibetan secret sect martial arts, but he never knew that he could use a weapon, let alone such a weird scimitar.

As soon as Yang Zhenzhong made a move with the saber, his body shrank, and the scimitar stabbed out suddenly, like a poisonous snake, wrapping around Yan Dufei's long sword swiftly and inexorably.

Yan Dufei only felt that the sword sank, and the sword could no longer be pierced.

Yang Zhenzhong laughed out loud, and only heard three crisp sounds of "click, click, click", Yan Dufei's long sword was already broken into four pieces, and it was cut off abruptly by Yang Zhenzhong's strange knife.

Yan Dufei was frightened out of his wits, and was about to turn around and run away, when Yang Zhenzhong reversed the handle of the knife and struck heavily on the "Tanzhong" acupoint on his chest.Yan Dufei let out a muffled snort, only felt his eyes go dark, his body collapsed immediately, and he heard Yang Zhen faintly say: "I won't kill you, but I will slowly concoct you!"

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Dufei slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him was a little candle, which was swaying unsteadily.Yan Dufei realized that he was lying in a pile of straw, his hands and feet were covered with heavy iron handcuffs, and he was locked in a cell.

"Where am I?"

Yan Dufei muttered to himself, after a long time, he remembered the heavy blow from Yang Zhenzhong.

"His knife, his knife!"

Yan Dufei thought of the scimitar that looked like a poisonous snake, and his whole body fell into an ice cave.

"Bastard, it's time to eat, why don't you get out of here?"

Someone shouted loudly, Yan Dufei looked up, but saw a rough man standing outside the wooden fence, with a big wooden barrel at his feet, looking at him with disdain.

"Death prisoner, if I talk to you when I am old, are you deaf?"

Seeing that Yan Dufei didn't answer, the man's face immediately turned ferocious.

Yan Dufei had never been insulted like this before, and with a wave of his arms, he was about to move forward.There was only a rattling sound, and the iron cuffs locking his arms trembled, but they were not broken.With his martial arts, he can break the iron cuffs like nothing, but this pair of iron cuffs is made of refined iron, which is fused with silk, stronger than gold and steel, Yan Dufei can't stop shaking it.

"You are a prisoner of death, you are so arrogant when you are about to die. This is a factory prison, and no one has ever been able to get out alive, just accept your fate!"

After the man finished speaking, he kicked the wooden barrel over, but inside was half a barrel of dark porridge.The man scolded: "You thief is going to die after all, it doesn't matter if you don't eat this meal."

The man left cursing, Yan Dufei sat down slumped.He knew that the factory prison was controlled by the eunuchs of the East Factory, who specialized in arresting the ministers of the DPRK and China. Anyone who was captured in the factory prison had to be tortured before being killed.Normally Yan would not be afraid if he was flying alone, but now he is trapped by others, so he can't help but not be afraid.

There was no sunlight in the cell, Yan Dufei didn't know whether it was day or night outside.After touching for about two hours, he heard footsteps. He raised his head in astonishment, but saw a person standing outside the fence, looking at him coldly.

"Yan Dufei, do you still recognize me?"

This person was wearing the clothes of Ouchi's bodyguard, he was about 20 years old, Yan Dufei saw that he looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.Seeing his bewildered face, the man smiled and said: "Mr. Yan is really a noble man who forgets things. I almost died by your senior brother's sword last night. Did you forget it so quickly?"

Yan Dufei suddenly remembered that this person was the guard who was kicked by Leng Tiexin last night and couldn't get up.When he and Leng Tiexin sneaked into the imperial study room, the bodyguard was waiting outside the study room, but he didn't notice the whereabouts of the two of them, their martial arts are not top-notch masters.Yan Dufei laughed, and said: "I don't know who it is, it turned out to be the guard."

The guard was Li Qiufeng, holding the handle of the knife tightly with his right hand, and shouted: "The two of you enter the palace at night, that is a death penalty for punishing the nine clans. I will kill you, so that you will not suffer from countless tortures in this prison. You should thank me!"

"Hey, are you ashamed of being defeated by my brother's sword and come here to kill people to vent your anger?"

Yan Dufeng said with a mocking face.

Li Qiufeng's face flushed, and he shouted sharply: "It's useless to talk too much, just wait for death obediently."

Yan Dufei watched him open the cell door, and he came over step by step with a knife, his heart throbbed, and suddenly he shouted: "Wait a minute! I have something to tell you. After you listen, you can kill me again." Not too late."

(End of this chapter)