Zhou Yu smiled lightly, pointed to the two knives on the table, and said to Nie Jun: "You should carry a knife with you, take it out, and then choose one of these two knives, and try to cut the two knives together."

He naturally understood Nie Jun's doubts. After all, it was not so easy to make a good knife. The shops that made knives collections made many of the knives were just for viewing, and the quality of the knives was still much worse than the ones in the army.

"Brother Yun, you are so confident. Did you make these two knives by yourself?" Nie Jun said in surprise when he heard Zhou Yu's words, and then picked up the *** with a leather scabbard.

There is a tiger on the hilt and scabbard. The tiger's body is on the hilt, and the hilt is the tiger's head. It looks very powerful. Judging from its appearance, unlike an ordinary tiger, it should be the white tiger among the four divine beasts.

The skin of the scabbard is very comfortable to touch and is also very exquisitely made, but it is just the appearance. The knife used in combat does not pursue beauty at all. It can fight against the enemy to the greatest extent and cause the greatest damage to the enemy. The most important thing is to do.

"Of course I did it myself. If you don't believe it, you will know. The last Qi Jinxuan who raised the question has already worshipped me at the feet of this master." Zhou Yu said lightly.

"Okay, I'll try it. The knife in this army has been with me for many years, and it was given to me by my father. Now, it's not good for chopping, any rolled blade." Nie Jun pulled out a knife from his military trouser pocket, shook his head, and said with some concern.

"Cough, don't worry, you can't roll the blade." Zhou Yu coughed and said, cutting it off directly. What kind of blade can you roll?

"Brother Yun, are you saying that the two swords are evenly matched? It seems that you are really confident in your own sword." Nie Jun said with a smile. He was full of expectations. Can the knife made by Xiao Yunzhao himself compete with the troops?

"You can tell by trying it, don't tell me." Zhou Yu said helplessly. Nie Jun couldn't understand what he had in his words. Do you have to make it clear by yourself? That would hurt your feelings.

Nie Jun nodded, without saying anything, and directly pulled out the knife made by Zhou Yu from the scabbard. A flash of golden star dots suddenly appeared on his eyes. He looked surprised. Unexpectedly, there were golden star dots on the blade. It was very conspicuous on the white blade and added a bit of beauty.

"Brother Yun, your sword is quite beautiful, I can't bear to cut it right." Looking at the blade like the stars of the Milky Way, Nie Jun said reluctantly. This knife is used for collection and viewing, and is definitely a fine product among the fine products. It may be a bit of favourite or use for combat.

Zhou Yu didn't say a word, and reached out to pick up the remaining switchblade on the table, and stuffed it into his bag.

"No, Brother Yun, I'll cut, can't I cut it?" Seeing this scene, Nie Jun quickly said, holding Zhou Yu's knife in one hand, and picking up the knife he used for fighting with the other hand, and colliding in the air with a diagonal.

In order to avoid hurting Zhou Yu's knife, he didn't use much strength, and he shouldn't be able to curl his blade with such strength.

When the blades of the two knives collided together, Zhou Yu's knife with golden stars easily dropped Nie Jun's knife for fighting, half, and half that had been cut off, on the table.

Nie Jun looked blankly at the knife with golden stars in his hand, and then at the half knife that fell on the table. He was completely confused. When the knife was cut off just now, he thought that Xiaoyun's knife had been cut off.

After a while, he came to his senses and picked up the half knife that fell on the table. The cut was very flat. When he cut, he didn't feel any obstacle at all. He swore that he didn't use any force.

He was like a dream now, and he could never have imagined that he gently touched the two knives together, and the army knife his father gave him was cut in half.

"Yu, Brother Yu, this knife is too strong." He looked up at Zhou Yu and said in shock, his mouth was a little unscrupulous.

"Haha, now I know how powerful this master is, I will ask you if you can help in the battle." Zhou Yu yelled lightly and asked.

"Yes, absolutely, this is really a sharp iron like mud. I didn't even feel it, and the knife broke directly. Brother Yun, you are so awesome, please accept my worship." Nie Jun took the knife in his hand, nodded repeatedly, and kowtowed to Zhou Yu on the table excitedly.

Although it is the age of ***, in some cases, such as bullets, you still need to fight the enemy with a knife. Now that you have such a knife that cuts iron like mud and directly cuts off the enemy's weapons, the enemy will definitely be confused. This is simply the strongest help to kill the enemy on the battlefield.

"Get up, it's just normal operation. This knife is not about cutting iron like mud, but about cutting steel like mud. You can cut powdered steel blocks at will." Zhou Yu waved his hand and said with a smile.

Nie Jun took the golden star knife, picked up the broken half of the knife and started cutting it. It was extremely relaxing, just like cutting a tofu piece, "It's incredible, Brother Yun, how did you do it? Cutting a knife like steel like mud, this is something that only exists in the legend."

"This is the master's secret, and it will not be passed down." Zhou Yu said in a divine manner.

Looking at the knife in his hand, Nie Jun suddenly said with a whim: "Brother Yun, you said that this knife is longer and one or two meters away. Can you cut off the tank on the battlefield?"

"Awesome, there are ghosts in front of you, and there are you cutting tanks in the back. Now is the age of ***, and you plan to cut tanks one by one." Zhou Yu exclaimed and gave a thumbs up to Nie Jun's wisdom.

Cutting a tank is not impossible, but can you give up the heat weapon confrontation on the battlefield and tear the tank directly with a swordsman? That is probably going to be the last resort.

Of course, it would be very normal if a group of immortal cultivators hold flying swords and fight tanks on the battlefield. There is a saying that no matter how high the martial arts skills are, they are afraid of kitchen knives. The immortal cultivators can run at least quickly, and the damage they can cause is very small. However, if they are at the level of missile nuclear bombs, then those with low cultivation levels will probably kneel down directly.

"That's right, hey, it's a pity for such a good way to show off." Nie Jun shook his head and sighed.

"Stop moji, let's go out. Don't talk about this knife matter casually." Zhou Yu shook his head and said.
Chapter completed!