The Tang Sect in Shuzhong, its dexterous secret weapon technique is so terrifying!

The bamboo tiger, who was standing up with the dagger in his hand, wasted not a moment, picked up his fist, and slammed the knight's helmet with the sharp protrusion at the bottom of the dagger.

Bamboo Tiger is not stupid, it is better to say that it is very smart.

Having gone through countless assassination missions, he naturally understands how to properly deal with his opponents.

And in the face of such a heavily armed enemy, or, as previously said, attack the opponent from the gap.

Either............ Turn that thing that protects it into a weapon!

This kind of armor that covers the whole body is like a cage.

No, it's not so much a cage as a big bell that fits snugly.

Imagine if you were in the bell and someone outside struck the bell.

So, what happens to you when you're wrapped tightly inside?

The violent vibrations will not dissipate anywhere, and presumably, they will all reverberate in the body............

Syllable!!!!

The bamboo tiger slammed into a depression directly at the knight's temple.

In an instant, a huge humming sound of steel echoed in the knight's mind, and the concussion lingered for a long time, making him feel dizzy.

The bell is like a big bell ringing in my head.

The preparations for the bamboo tiger are over, and the next ...... It's the end.

Never let go of this great opportunity, the bamboo tiger, who was racing against time, was ready to attack directly from the gap created in his waist just now, but at this moment............ He didn't expect it.

The knight can still move!!

Phew——————

Holding its head in the opposite direction, the knight still had the will to resist the enemy in front of him at the loud humming bell.

With a sweep of the sword, the knight wanted to force the enemy in front of him back first and regroup.

Can.

Bamboo Tiger is not ...... What a fuel-efficient lamp.

If you miss this opportunity, I don't know if you can fight hard with this hard-nosed guy next time!

Spin the dagger and throw it into the air.

Phew——————

A black dress dances in the snow.

After the bamboo tiger bent down and turned his back to avoid the sweeping sword, he raised his leg to borrow strength, jumped on one leg, and flew parallel to the long sword..................

Kick out a kick - [Turning the River Kick]!!

The heel was impartially against the end of the dagger, and the tip of the dagger was aimed straight at the hollow that had just been smashed.

With this move, Bamboo Tiger will kick the dagger directly into the helmet of the knight, who is still dizzy, to complete the task!!

A moment of electric flamshell.

Qiang !!!

Touch!!!!

Salala ————

The first thud of metal, the tip of the dagger had been inserted into the hollow of the helmet, not deep, but deadly enough.

The second sound, the bamboo tiger did not expect that at that moment, the knight was able to deflect the dagger line slightly sideways at the same time, and even twisted his elbow and hit his chest.

And that third voice...... It was the sound of the bamboo tiger being knocked out and flying on the snow.

Heavy steel shielded the tip of his elbow and slammed into his chest.

The knight's elbow was on the bamboo tiger's heart, and this feeling was heavily punched into his heart.

Intersecting blades for a moment, as if he felt the feelings and experiences of his opponent.

Why is it that you are already dizzy, but you still have the strength to fight back?

What makes it so tenacious and obsessive?

Everything that supported it was poured into that sword move............

The bamboo tiger, who had some difficulty breathing on his back on the snow, slowly struggled to stand up.

His eyes shone with an indelible sparkle as he looked at the knight who was still holding his head in one hand, a sword in the other, and a dagger stuck in his helmet.

I couldn't help but suddenly realize that I admired the enemy in front of me............

"Well, so are you...... Born out of hatred. Did you grow up fighting?"

Ha-ah-ha--

Exhaling white air, the knight seemed to respond to something.

Judging from its appearance, the dagger was not very deeply wounded, and according to the preliminary judgment of the bamboo tiger, it should have crossed the tip of the eyebrows.

Whoosh——————

Without saying a word, a mourning nail flew directly towards the knight.

Qiang !!

Instantly shot down by a sword.

Gollum, Bamboo Tiger swallowed his saliva, it seems that the knight's consciousness is still very clear, and the sword path is also very clear.

However, the past few tricks just now are definitely not useless.

Whoosh————

Having made up his mind about how to fight the enemy, the bamboo tiger rushed towards the enemy with a fierce son.

Unarmed, he already saw a chance to win.

The blow of the dagger had already skewed the helmet.

At this time, part of the gap in the neck has been exposed!!

There is still room for the secret weapons of the Tang Gate!!

Moved five fingers.

The bamboo tiger hid the hidden arrow under his arm, and launched a final charge at the knight————

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Not far away, look back at the other side of the battlefield.

The two scales rained down, suppressing the green mountains.

But how can Qingshan, which is already exhausted and even more scarred, be able to support it until now?

I saw that the speed of his sword was getting faster and faster, and he had even slowly kept up with the speed of the two copper pieces.

And the reason why he has been able to hold on until now is all by breath.

A mouthful ———— murderous!!

Take a closer look, between the swords and swords.

Qingshan's murderous intent was already boiling, and that icy aura had also dropped to zero.

I don't know when the color of the air sword on my fingertips has become darker.

Today, it's the color of navy blue.

And that's not all, looking up, Qingshan's face was a weak scholar, and under his temples, he looked a little hideous.

It's no wonder that he has been gritting his teeth and letting a murderous aura support him to swing his sword forward, which is also understandable.

But there is one more thing that is worrying at this moment.

That is Qingshan's face stained with wind and snow, which is looming...... The half of the mask of that prajna.

Qiang !!

The navy-blue long sword knocked the scale to a skewed track, and each sword and sword cut off the strength of the scale.

If you look closely, you can recognize that the iron scale has also been cut out!!

Huhuhuhuhu——————

Komatsu's face was embarrassed but secretly murderous, and the two lock sickles were dancing vigorously.

Flip left and right, like a windmill.

With his wrist as the axis, the two sickles and the scales rushed towards Aoyama's body in unison.

Compared to the beginning, although the attack route has become more obvious, the speed has also become four times.

As the so-called ............

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, can I ask if a sword is possible?

Qiang Qiang Qiang ......!

With a twist of the sword and the flexible rotation of his body, Qingshan not only knocked down all the blades that flew towards him, but also approached step by step.

Attempt...... It's time to put an end to this battle!

Komatsu didn't retreat, seeing that he had a nervous expression on his face, but in fact, he was secretly murderous.

He is like a predator, waiting patiently, constantly applying pressure, constantly wearing down the physical strength of the target.

For that moment, which can definitely be achieved.

And that moment is coming!

It was hard to hide the smile on his face, and as Komatsu smiled, the tattoo on his face was distorted.

The crooked eyes are like the blade of a scythe, and the smile hides the knife.

Finally, that moment came, close enough.

Definitely not a good opportunity, Komatsu's three lock sickles pulled and pulled, and flew towards Qingshan from three directions almost at the same time.

And Aoyama didn't slack off, just waiting for the moment when Komatsu couldn't bear the distance.

With one step, the snowflakes splashed arbitrarily on the robe, as if these snows were stepped out of the green mountains.

Move the sword clockwise, use a move [Breaking Formation], and then you will be handy, and use this sword move that was originally used to shoot down arrows, knock down all three objects, and sink into the snow.

Hey.

Komatsu already laughed out loud.

He knew that Aoyama should be able to defend himself from the simultaneous attack he had just made from three directions.

So, those attacks are just a façade!!

'In the white blade, in the red dust of murder. ’

It's a scythe!

When Aoyama was concentrating on shooting down those three guys, Komatsu's scythe was already thrown high into the air, and when Aoyama's sword was exhausted, it slashed at the top of Aoyama's head!!

A formidable murderous aura struck his Baihui acupoint with a chill.

Aoyama could clearly feel the scythe hanging above his head—the blade!

And in the mind that was less than ten centimeters away from the blade, it also recalled what the senior sister had said.

"Senior brother, this sword, every minute and second, no distance is indispensable at all, so in battle, the most important thing is to correctly estimate the attack range of the opponent and yourself, if you can perfectly calculate the distance gap, then you can use the shortest distance, and the fastest speed to defeat the enemy!"

A warm feeling came to my heart, and the teachings of green water once again echoed in my heart.

The mask on Aoyama's face suddenly disappeared without a trace.

As if the spring breeze was blowing, the temples gradually floated up, and the Taoist robe rolled up with it.

His body sank gradually...... Sink............

'Putting your head on the white blade............... It's like chopping the spring breeze !!!'

Aoyama's fall is slower than the scythe on his head.

However, the path of the scythe, which was pulled by the chains, was not a straight line, but a semicircle.

As Aoyama fell, the scythe also grazed his forehead and flew in front of him............

And then there is the sword move that completely ends this battle.

【Horseshoe Disease】!!

This was supposed to be a trick used against cavalry on the battlefield.

Qingshan fell cross-legged, and threw his arms at Komatsu's legs with the force of rotation, and in an instant, he was cut in two, and blood splashed everywhere.

Komatsu, the god of death, fell meaninglessly in the snow.

Legs, gone.

His eyes were wide open, and he didn't feel much pain coming from his body. On the calm face, the tattoo also returned to its normal appearance.

He has killed a lot of people so far, and now, he doesn't care about these injuries when he deserves it.

But Qingshan had just escaped death, and such a precise sword ............

can make such a judgment at the moment of life and death, and swing the sword after sticking to his scythe......

It's so terrifying, so that Komatsu, who is called the 'Grim Reaper', can't help but feel chills!!

Aoyama, this sword.

smashing the name of Komatsu, the god of death, and cutting off his meaningless life in two.