In terms of strength, the armored warrior has the upper hand; in terms of technique, Chen Feng has the upper hand.

Chen Feng tried his best to avoid the full attack of the great armor warrior, but he was still inevitably hit several times.

The fist that brought the whirring wind slammed Chen Feng's side firmly, and the big armor samurai was also severely slammed into the chin by Chen Feng with a fist.

Dressed coarsely, the two separated again...

Half of Chen Feng's mask had fallen, and blood was constantly flowing on his cheeks exposed to the rain.

Although the armored warrior had the upper hand, it was not very comfortable after being hit by Chen Feng's viper-like attack.

His chest kept floating up and down.

"The execution time has come. I'm sorry, I have to execute it." He said slowly: "I regret this duel and need to end like this, but...! Mission is mission, even if it violates the spirit of Bushido, I don’t hesitate to do it!"

Huh--

The big armor samurai pulled out the samurai sword from his waist again. At this moment, Chen Feng finally recognized the samurai sword in his hand.

Isn't this the knife that I despised last time at the shrine? !

Yamada Asemon... Isn't it the family that has been executed for more than a hundred years? !

Chen Feng was shocked, because this family had actually long since ceased to exist, not to mention the descendants who inherited the family's inheritance.

Facing the samurai sword with blood on the blade, Chen Feng's expression did not change.

"If you think it can end like this, then just try it!"

He raised his trembling fist and said, there was a mixture of blood and rain dripping on the mask, and the wind was rustling in the yard.

Under modern warfare, such close combat is rare. Many people are either wounded and sent to the hospital by a single shot, or killed in an instant. It is impossible for this kind of close combat. The **** scene.

Compared with the first two, cold weapon combat is the most tormenting existence.

Knife duel with fists, a completely unfair battle, and the firearms have no effect on the samurai in front of him.

In the end... what should I do...

Facing the big armor warrior who charged, Chen Feng actually had something to fight with. That was his best weapon...

dagger!

Several flickers avoided the attack of the Dakai warrior. Chen Feng took the opportunity to get close to the Dakai warrior's body. Before the Dakai warrior kicked him away, he drew a dagger from his calf and directly stab the Dakai warrior. At the heart of the samurai...

ended!

Pulling out the dagger from the gap between the big armored warrior's breastplate, Chen Feng rolled on the spot and avoided the kick

"Beheaded!!"

"Are you he, there's no end to it!"

The big armor samurai glanced at his chest, and then continued to rush towards Chen Feng like an okay person.

Avoiding the slashing, but not avoiding the side kick, Chen Feng flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

"vomit……"

His head became dizzy, the smell of fishy sweetness surged from his throat, and blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth again.

"Also...not over yet!"

Chen Feng's gaze fixed on the samurai sword in the hands of the great armor warrior, which might be the reason for all this weirdness.

Japan abolished beheading as early as a hundred years ago, and the samurai in front of him claimed to be a member of the execution family Yamada... and the members of this family have long since disappeared abroad.

When he attacked the Dakai warrior, it was very strange that the Dakai warrior had not flowed a drop of blood from the beginning to the end!

This knife... has a problem!

He believed the words of Miss Miko now, this knife might really be a demon knife!

Recalling all the actions from the beginning of the fight to the present, Chen Feng discovered a detail, that is, every time he tried to throw a collision grenade when he wanted to open the distance, except for the first time the opponent tried to resist with a knife, the other few times he I would rather eat hard with my body and take away the knife in my hand.

What is he afraid of? Are you afraid that I will blow up the knife?

Ha ha……

If you don't let me explode, then I will explode this broken knife!

The big armor samurai also became impatient.

"Xing—Xing—!!!"

"Ahhhhh!!"

While avoiding sideways, Chen Feng grabbed the hilt of the samurai sword in the hands of the big armor samurai. He endured the pain and took the opponent's foot. With the other hand, he pressed the ignited offensive grenade on the opponent's knife.

At this moment, Chen Feng noticed that the action of the Great Armor Warrior suddenly hesitated. He roared and threw away Chen Feng, and threw the grenade in his hand back.

Boom!

The big armor samurai was blown to the ground by the explosive shock wave of the grenade, so that the speed of getting up became slow.

But what about Chen Feng?

He... is almost out of strength...

After eating the opponent's foot firmly, Chen Feng felt that his ribs had broken at least four, and he had to endure the severe pain from all over his body every time he moved.

Shaking up from the ground, Chen Feng almost fell off again.

"Row……"

The big armor samurai held up the katana, and before he could finish his words, a series of gunshots came from behind him.

Bang bang bang...

"Um?!"

With the sound of Ding Lingdang Cang, the Dakai Samurai saw him behind him. In the heavy rain, a pistol in the hands of a blonde girl burst into smoke, and the blonde hair on her face was stuck under the rain. Own face.

"whispering sound……"

Reggie took out a new magazine from his pocket and continued to shoot, preventing the Great Armored Warrior from swinging his sword at Chen Feng.

Probably feeling impatient, the big armor samurai turned the blade in his hand, his waist suddenly twisted and rushed towards Reggie.