Above the stars

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

Only Xiaopang was still fighting 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.

Xiaopang brandished a stone-breaking hammer and used all his strength to defend himself airtight, but he still couldn't 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 neatly.

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 fat guy will be made into sashimi for others."

"Really?" The old man said with an expectant look on his face: "This boy is white and tender."

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Did you hear what others said?

"Little Fatty is no match for that man." Fenghuang also walked over and said with worry on his face.

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

Tang Bandit and her are partners, as for the old man.

She always felt that the old man was slightly hostile to her, as if he was hiding some emotions.

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

Maybe the old man just thought Tang Bandit had rescued a freeloader?

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

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

"Can you bet on this kind of thing?" Tang Bandit said angrily. "If I lose the bet, my life will be lost."

"What's not to bet on?" the old man said with a playful smile: "You care about Fatty, but I don't care about Fatty anymore? If Fatty is gone, who will cast stones for me in the future?"

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

"Okay, okay, I know you care about him. Just keep an eye on him and whenever you see him in danger, go up and help him." The old man waved his hand and said impatiently: "I still insist on my In my opinion, Xiaopang will definitely win. Don’t look at that kid playing well with the knife, it’s just a matter of Xiaopang’s hammer.”

Seeing the old man's persistence, Tang Bandit said nothing more.

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

He also raised Little Fatty by himself. He didn't believe that Bai Bai, Fatty, was still able to provide for Little Fatty without secretly stuffing him with snacks when life was so scarce.

Since he thinks Xiaopang can win, he has a reason.

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

If she sensed that Fatty was in danger, she would use the phoenix whip to "catch" Fatty over.

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

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

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

Phoenix 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 state yet." Tang Bandi explained.

"How is this possible?" Phoenix was shocked.

She recalled that when she first saw Fatty, he used a hammer that was taller than him to hit rocks. She recalled that with a little effort, he lifted up the escape capsule weighing several tons. She recalled that he held the A big tree trunk chased those gray-robed men.

Now you are fighting against the top killer from Xinxing, and you say he hasn't started practicing yet?

"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. Therefore, he can't even temper his body now." Not even the environment."

"Little Fatty is not good at comprehension. You don't have to be so happy, do you?" Bandit Tang said angrily.

"Have you ever thought about it?" The old man turned to look at Tang Bandit and said, "What if one day Xiaopang felt the energy of yin and yang and became a true practitioner? Wouldn't it be scary?"

"What's so scary about this? I think this is good. Because Xiaopang can't feel the energy of yin and yang and can't become a practitioner, I don't know how many times I've cried secretly."

"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 yin and yang energy, but he is already so good at fighting. He can still withstand beatings. If he starts to practice in the future, how powerful is that?"

Tang Biao thought for a while and said, "What if he never feels the yin and yang energy? Or the induction speed is too slow and he can't feel it until he is sixty or eighty. What's the use at that time?"

"You brat, are you specifically trying to argue with me? How can someone 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 a chubby guy, do you think it's not possible?"

The old man sighed deeply.

Obviously, Bandit Tang'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.

As soon as he felt the Yin Qi, he came to the underworld.

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

Xiaopang was not affected at all. After all, he was wielding the hammer as if he was risking his life to block the nine flying knives that were all-pervasive.

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

He was different from the chubby little guy. As soon as the battle started, he took control of the battle.

He knew that his opponent was just a fat guy 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 there are more and more spectators, including the old man Tang Bandit Phoenix.

He is a killer and every one of them has a rival.

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

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

We can't delay it any longer, we have to get rid of the fat man in front of us first.

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've tried your best. Are you out of strength? Can't you lift the hammer anymore? Give up. You'll feel better if you give up."

"Don't worry, my knife is so fast you won't even feel the pain."

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

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

He does not allow others to bully Xiaopang. He would rather others bully him than to have others bully Xiaopang.

Xiaopang 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 will it end?

Sweat dripped down his forehead, already blurring his eyes. 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.

Xiaopang likes to eat hedgehogs, but he doesn't want to become a hedgehog himself.

Xiaopang'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, slashing the knife towards Xiaopang's neck.

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

Close!

He could already smell the sweat on Xiaopang's body, and even feel his heartbeat and breathing.

"It's now."

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

boom!

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

"Huh"

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.

thump!

His body fell heavily to the ground, and when he tried to get up from the ground, he only saw a giant falling from the sky.

Click!

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

Xiaopang 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.

By the time 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 was still thinking of leaving a few questions alive."

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

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

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

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

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

Phoenix's scalp went numb watching this guy.

Doing what you say makes you feel damn sure.