Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

The Moon-Slashing Blade was so sharp that even the strong defense of the scales around the dragon's neck could not resist it.

The blade just touched it lightly and it cut it open. Golden blue dragon blood flowed out, but the dragon didn't dare to move at all.

He felt that if the other party exerted a little force, they could pierce through and cut the artery in his neck.

Although he was an alien species, he was also a living being of flesh and blood. It was only a matter of time before his neck was cut and he was killed.

But this was too humiliating! He was over a hundred years old, and he was actually caught by a young boy, who even held a knife to his neck and threatened him.

Although he took the bait without hesitation just now in order to save his life, assisting this guy in the battle was another matter.

Doesn’t this mean that I have become the other party’s beast?

It’s so frustrating! So frustrating!

Under humiliation, the dragon was confused and angry.

"If you help me, I promise not to take your life. I'll count to three!"

Chen Changfan didn't have time to waste. If the river dragon refused to help, then now would be the best time to kill it.

Feeling the murderous intent coming from behind, He Jiao was suddenly startled. When he heard the other party's promise not to kill him, his mind turned and he immediately made a decision.

The huge dragon head nodded slightly, and the fierce light in its dark blue eyes disappeared.

He agreed!

Chen Changfan took a deep look at the latter, then put away his Moon-Slashing Blade and said in an unquestionable tone:

"These four also have some old grudges against you. You only need to help me hold off two of them. I will come to help you after I have dealt with the other two."

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiaolong's eyes, and he thought to himself that this kid was so arrogant.

Although he is not in good condition now, it is not a problem for him to stop two people. However, this kid is obviously not of high rank, but he dares to say that he can fight two alone and kill the opponent quickly.

Before he could be surprised, the young man beside him had already rushed out like lightning and rushed towards Pei Qian and Tu Lei in the front.

Pei Qian saw that Chen Changfan didn't dodge or evade, and even dared to attack him. He immediately laughed in anger, "Boy, you're courting death!"

He flipped his palm and blazing flames gushed out, making the surrounding temperature become scorching hot.

The palm created a gust of wind and a puff of white smoke, which flew towards Chen Changfan's face.

Chen Changfan's nose twitched slightly, and he immediately smelled the scent of lime powder. He sneered, "You like playing dirty, don't you?"

He snorted coldly, without dodging or evading, and instantly raised his arm, with his palm blade facing the wind. At the same time, a blazing flame appeared. The flame on the palm blade was even more blazing and hotter than the flame on Qi Pei Qian's Fire Poison Palm.

Pei Qian's eyes suddenly shrank, and he inexplicably felt that the flame seemed familiar.

However, before he could think about it, the flame from the palm knife had already ignited the lime powder that was thrown at Chen Changfan. The moment it came into contact with the blazing flame, it exploded instantly!

call!

Pei Lie only felt a flash before his eyes, and the next moment he saw a flaming blade slashing down. He subconsciously raised his palm to catch it, but felt a burning pain in his arm.

There was a clattering sound under his feet. He looked down and saw a familiar hand falling. The palm was covered with thick calluses. If it wasn't his, whose was it?

Pei Qian was shocked and angry. He saw a flash of red flame passing by. He was unable to react in time and his body suddenly froze.

Chen Changfan glanced at his right hand with satisfaction, and the red flame in his palm instantly subsided. The vision of everyone around him dimmed, as if the sun suddenly went out before their eyes.

The air still clung to the scorching heat, suffocating with the smell of burning flesh.

"You...what kind of martial arts do you have..." Pei Qian's neck suddenly spurted out a lot of blood. He covered his neck and retreated while asking in a hoarse and horrified voice.

Fusion of martial arts, Flame Cut!

"If I had used the Moon-Slashing Blade just now, I would have been able to chop his head off directly!"

The situation was urgent just now and he had no time to draw his sword. At the same time, he was also thinking about testing the power of the fusion martial arts. Unfortunately, Pei Qian was still a sixth-level warrior after all. Although his throat was cut by the palm knife, he did not die on the spot.

Pei Qian covered his throat and retreated quickly. The look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Changfan was filled with uncontrollable fear. Just one knife strike had directly crippled one of his hands, and the second knife almost killed him on the spot. How could he not be afraid?

At this moment, he no longer had the thought of avenging his son. The most important thing was how to survive this battle.

After all, the people present were all strong. If they attacked him while he was seriously injured, they would most likely kill him here.

"Hahaha, you have great knife skills! I didn't even notice it before!"

Zhou Xing smiled brightly. He felt so happy after seeing the knife attack that he wanted to rush up and give Pei Qian another blow.

"What's the name of this sword technique? Why does it feel familiar?" Yue Lingfei blinked, and she felt that the tall figure was becoming increasingly difficult to see through.

Pei Qian was shocked, and so were the others.

Tu Lei, standing aside, sneered. He charged forward without fear of the blade's glare and shouted, "Arrogant! Let's see how long you can continue this arrogance!"

Tu Lei's thick eyebrows stood up, and his whole body burst with strength. His skin quickly turned gray and black, with a stone-like luster, and looked extremely tough.

At the same time, a pair of palms as big as palm-leaf fans slapped towards Chen Changfan, creating a gust of wind.

Tu Lei's palm strike was purely physical strength, and Chen Changfan also countered with a simple palm strike.

This competition was a test of pure physical strength, and he himself was quite curious: could he, a fourth-level warrior who had climbed 36 steps, face off against this sixth-level warrior who was famous for his physical strength?

boom!

When the two palms collided, the air exploded, forming an invisible air wave that spread out.

The loud noise seemed to hit everyone's eardrums hard. One could imagine how terrifying the force between the two palms was.

Ding Ding Deng!

The force spread, and both sides retreated at the same time to relieve the force.

However, Tu Lei only took one step back, while Chen Changfan took two steps back.

He shook his slightly numb palms and breathed heavily.

It seems that in terms of physical body, there is still a certain distance between me and the other party.

However, this distance is no longer one that cannot be crossed.

He said that he could accept this result. He thought that after he reached the fifth level, he would be able to defeat the opponent in terms of physical strength.

Unlike Chen Changfan's calm expression, Tu Lei opposite him looked a little ugly.

With this palm strike, he had originally intended to break the opponent's bones and tendons, but he didn't expect that the opponent was not hurt at all, and in terms of strength, he was not much worse than himself.

You know, I am at the sixth level, and I have the skills to train my physical body.

The opponent is just a young man who has just entered the fourth level. How can he be as strong as a ferocious beast?