Chapter 52 Bloodthirsty weapon

The room behind the exhibition cabinet is about 100 square meters, and many compartments have been transformed. As soon as Ye Feng walked in, she felt extremely depressed. She saw the old man close the door and didn't know what he was going to do.

"Who are you?" While the old man asked, he took off the straw hat on his head, revealing a shocking scar on his scalp, like a ferocious big centipede. Even Ye Feng couldn't help but be shocked.

Ye Feng hesitated for a moment and didn't know whether to say his identity as an abandoned disciple of Qinglianmen. Although the old man was old, his eyes were like a torch. Seeing that Ye Feng did not answer, his eyes suddenly restrained, his wrists trembed, and he threw the straw hat out of Ye Feng's head.

"So miso..." A few harsh sounds sounded, and the high-speed rotating straw hat flew in mid-air, suddenly popped out three sharp blades from it, instantly cutting through the air and scraping Ye Feng's forehead.

The old man made a very quick move and shocked Ye Feng. Seeing that the three blades emitted sharp cold light, the harsh air tearing sound came, which made Ye Feng's heart tighten. He hurriedly turned back, picked up his toes up, hooked the depression of the straw hat, avoided the sharpness of the blade, and shook the straw hat. He kicked out and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Ye Feng's body had not yet stood firmly. The old man had rushed up with the help of avoiding the straw hat just now. His arm leaned forward, like an old ape's arm, and split it down with a calm and fierce force.

The old man's palm has been strong for a long time, and his momentum is extremely fierce. Under one palm, there is a palm wind coming from his ear, whistling. Ye Feng's face changed slightly. Seeing that the other party's palm knife cut his neck, he knew that the old man's trick was intended to defeat the enemy. Once he was cut by the palm knife, he would lose his resistance.

The branch outside the Qinglian Gate holds extremely huge resources. The people who can sit in it must not be idle. When Ye Feng first saw the crack in the little girl's palm, he knew that the little girl must have been practicing martial arts all year round, otherwise a little girl's hand would not be so rough.

And the old man Ye Feng didn't have much impression, but when he saw the shocking scar on his scalp, he guessed the identity of the other party. Old man Wu, the master of the inner gate of Qinglian Gate, was nicknamed Iron Hand centipede because of the scar on his head!

Ye Feng met him when he was a child, but later he didn't know where he was. He didn't expect to stay in such a place that no one could notice, but now it seems that the other party did not recognize him at all.

He didn't know the intention of the other party to take action, but the iron centipede was famous for being cruel. Ye Feng naturally did not dare to be careless. Seeing that the other party's palm knife attacked, he could not avoid it. He hurriedly clenched his fist and hit Mr. Wu's arm.

Old Wu's speed is fast, and Ye Feng is faster. At the moment when Old Wu's palm knife touched the skin on his neck, his fist smashed his arm with a bang and removed the force on his palm.

The sharp nails scratched Ye Feng's neck, leaving a blood stain, while old Wu's arm was punched by Ye Feng, and his body suddenly retreated. There was a feeling of pain and numbness from the arm, which made his arm unable to move freely for a while!

Old Wu did not take action again, but stood two meters away from Ye Feng and looked at him. His thin body arched slightly and was ready to give his opponent a fatal blow.

"Grandpa..." A little girl's voice came from the door, and then the door was pushed open. The girl who was just lying on the showcase to do her homework came in. Seeing the situation in front of her, she couldn't help frowning and flatten her mouth and said, "Grandpa, are you old? You can't even handle it!"

Old Wu giggled, really like a fool. Ye Feng rolled his eyes. Is this old man crazy? His eyes slowly moved down and fell on the little girl's hand. Seeing her fingers upside down and curled up in her cuffs, he couldn't help but know that the little girl had come to help!

The little girl was still smiling innocently, which contrasted with the silly smile on the old man Wu's face, but in Ye Feng's eyes, she felt extremely strange, and the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became cold.

"Look, flying saucer..." The little girl's face suddenly changed, and she pointed to Ye Feng's head and shouted.

While she stretched out her hand, a cold light flew out of his fingers and loomed in the dim light. Ye Feng raised his 45-degree head and looked at the ceiling above her head stupidly... Where? Where is the flying saucer?

The little girl was stunned, and even the old man Wu, who was preparing to attack next to him, was stunned. They didn't expect Ye Feng to have such a reaction at all. Is there such a real child in the world? How could he be so naive? Can you believe the words of children? Besides, this is the first basement floor. If you can see the sky outside, it's really damn it!

With a "bang", the blade cut open the air and flashed a strange silver light to take Ye Feng's throat. As long as it was hit, the throat would burst instantly, and it would soon die, and even before death, there would be no painful roar.

This kind of murder is bloody and cruel, but it is the most direct and difficult way to attract the attention of others, and cutting people's necks is probably what every killer with a tendency to kill likes to do!

Cold as water, cold and cold! Maybe it was a psychological effect. When the silver cold light attacked, Ye Feng felt cold on his neck. His 45-degree head tilted slightly and suddenly stretched out two fingers. The silver blade as thin as cicada wings was sandwiched between his fingers, and the tip of the knife was only a few centimeters away from the skin on his neck. However, it seems that even if the sharp blade is a few centimeters forward, it is unlikely to cut Ye Feng's throat. The moment his head tilts has avoided the fatal point!

The little girl looked at Ye Feng with a dull look, and an incredible look appeared on her face. He actually caught his hidden weapon? How is this possible? Even Grandpa can only avoid her attack at the fastest speed, but if he wants to catch it with his hand, he has to take great risks.

Old Wu was also shocked. Looking at Ye Feng, he was a little more shocked. He was once given a nickname called "Iron Handed centipede", not only because of the scar on his scalp, but also because he had a pair of steel-hard iron hands. He has always been proud of the speed of his hands. But at this moment, he found that he was not as good as a young man!

Seeing the expression on the faces of two strange grandfathers and grandchildren, Ye Feng showed a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, put down his stupid head, and then stretched out his hand with a narrow and sharp blade in front of him and looked at the dazzling silver light emitted by the beautiful arc. , his eyes suddenly showed surprise, and he opened his mouth and said, "Who gave you the silver charm?"

The little girl was stunned and stared at Ye Feng's eyes. After a long time, she suddenly reacted and said nervously, "How do you know its name?"

Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the old man Wu and said, "Uncle Wu should be familiar with this thing!" When I was 13 years old to create the first silver charm, it was still Uncle Wu's hammer!"

Old Wu's face suddenly changed, and his thin body suddenly straightened up. He looked at Ye Feng with a little more doubt in his eyes. After a long time, he asked, "Are you Ye Feng? Haven't you been hiding abroad?"

Seeing the doubts on Mr. Wu's face, Ye Feng also knew that he had suddenly exposed his identity as a disciple of Qinglian. Others would not doubt the authenticity of this identity, but he believed that Mr. Wu could also hear something that outsiders did not know from his words just now.

In Qinglianmen, Ye Feng is most proud of not how powerful he is, nor how disgusting and jealous he is, but that when he was 13 years old, he designed an assassination weapon that shocked the whole Qinglianmen and even set off a stormy waves inside the major ancient martial arts sects. In just two years This murder weapon was popularized in the killer world, but Ye Feng gave it a beautiful name, called "Silver Charm"!

The knife is like a curved moon, shaped like a ghost. The knife body is one finger wide, and there are semi-curved grooves on both sides of the blade. At the end of the handle, there is a round hole that can penetrate the little finger. The whole knife body curve is perfect and silvery white. It is made of hard metals such as silver and chromium. At that time, Ye Feng was still young and did not The ability to forge weapons was asked by the iron-handed centipede old man Wu for help. It took a total of nearly two months to complete it. During this period, Ye Feng quenched the knife with blood every day. On the day the knife was completed, he also fainted due to excessive blood loss and finally fell ill.

Later, he took this "silver charm" as his killer. Whenever he was stained with blood, the blade would be glowing, which was extremely strange. Even Hong Jianming, a forging master of Changbai Mountain, once praised this weapon as "the best bloodthirsty weapon in the world today"!

Of course, no one cares whether the word "bloodthirsty" is positive or derogatory, but the murder weapon that can be seen by Hong Jianming has become a big killer in the dark world that is contradicted by harmony and justice!

Obviously, old man Wu did not know about Ye Feng's recent situation. He stayed in Qinglianmen for two years and did nothing, and the "silver charm" he regarded as a treasure before was finally sent to Changbai Mountain for repair because of a broken mission, but Ye Feng did not know that the "silver charm" had been repaired and was sent to the front of him. In the hands of a little girl.

"Grandpa, he is Ye Feng. I have a photo, you see..." Before Ye Feng could speak, the little girl took out a mobile phone from her pocket, opened the album and handed it to the old man Wu.

Old Wu took a look and nodded. Ye Feng looked at the little girl and said, "It would be all right if you had shown it to him!" I was almost cut off by you..."

"Hee..." The little girl smiled maliciously and said, "I just think that if you cut your throat with your own knife, will you be laughed at!"

"Uh..." At that moment, Ye Feng had an impulse to kill himself. Little sister, are you kidding about other people's lives?