Chapter 417: Persecution
The soft sword was against the sword, and neither of the two took advantage of the weapon.
The Nanyang warrior spoke fluent Chinese, and only listened to him say: "What a good sword! I just don't know how many swords I can block?"
The arrogant words always seemed a little abrupt when they came out of the mouth of this short Nanyang warrior, and Lu Zhou listened to it and smiled lightly: "You are a little arrogant, be careful of being bitten on your tongue by what you say!"
The Nanyang warrior laughed and said, "Collect money from people and eliminate disasters for others." Your Excellency's head, I will accept it!"
Lu Zhou sneered and said, "Be careful!
With a stroke of the wrist, a layer of frost instantly formed on the Silver Frost Soft Sword, and the luster of the sword body was covered by this frost.
"What kind of move is this, why is it strange?" Nanyang Warrior was a little surprised, condensing a layer of frost on the sword body, how strong internal force does this need to be to achieve such an effect!
The internal strength of the Nanyang warrior is not as good as Lu Zhou, but his sword skills can be said to be unparalleled in the world, and no one can match it.
However, no matter how high the sword technique is, without the blessing of internal force, it will eventually be defeated in the hands of those who are more powerful.
Those who practice martial arts need to practice qi first and then practice!
"This is called 'Sword Cold', I'll let you, Xiao Nanyang, taste our methods, let's see the move!" Lu Zhou snorted and raised his sword to stab.
In this long and narrow corridor, superfluous fancy moves will only backfire, and it is better to come to the simplest moves.
Clean and neat, one move is deadly.
The cold sword stabbed, the Nanyang warrior raised his sword to block, and the two metal sharp weapons collided, making a "sonorous" sound.
Ma Bo was a little scared, Lu Zhou and Nanyang Warriors were both top masters, the walls of the corridor were smashed by them, Ma Bo shrunk on the soft leather chair, watching the two fight.
The two peerless masters come and go, each wounded, but they are also comparable.
One with a sword, one with a sword. Those who use the sword are masters, and those who make swords are masters of internal strength.
This kind of epic fight scene is really shocking, but the space limits their play.
The sword is too long, not to mention that the height of the Nanyang warrior is a bit of a loss to the land boat.
The long sword often slashed at the wall, and every time there was a gap, Lu Zhou would take the opportunity to make up for it.
Due to the terrain, this Nanyang warrior was defeated at the hands of Lu Zhou.
If it is changed to ordinary flat land, with Lu Zhou's current familiarity with the "Kunlun Thirteen Swords", he will definitely not be the opponent of this Nanyang warrior.
However, the battle between the masters is about the right time, place and people.
The Nanyang warriors lacked nothing, except for the geographical advantage.
He lost, and he was very unwilling to lose.
Lu Zhouhan's sword was sharply stabbed at the wrist of the Nanyang warrior.
If he could remove his sword, it would be self-defeating.
The best defense is offense, not to mention that Lu Zhou has the magic skill of "innate gangqi", and he is not afraid of powerful external forces.
The sword is sharp and fast, and it takes time for the "innate qi" to linger on the surface of the body.
There was already a cold sword, but the Nanyang warrior suddenly saw that the cold sword was divided into several and stabbed in different directions.
The sword wave and the pearl surged in the pool, and the silver frost sword turned into a clear spring and sprinkled it to the Nanyang warriors.
There is no way to avoid it, this small space limits the operation of the Nanyang warrior, he wanted to raise the sword to block, but found that he used too much force, the sword actually stabbed into the ceiling, if you want to pull it out, you will definitely be hit hard by Lu Zhouhan's sword.
I don't have time to think about it, the Nanyang warrior is also an old Jianghu, who understands the priority of things, and what should be given up has to be abandoned.
The Nanyang warrior's hands loosened, and the sword hung in the air, and the blade stabbed into the ceiling.
The power of the "Sword Wave Yao Chi Yongzhu" is really endless, the Nanyang warrior is short in body and agile and changeable, even if Lu Zhou's swordsmanship is fast, it is difficult to kill him.
However, this Nanyang warrior has already lost, and the sword does not leave his hand and his head does not leave his body.
As a master of swordsmanship, he can't even protect the knife he holds in his hand, so what face does he have to continue fighting.
The Nanyang warrior raised his hand and stopped: "Friend, I lost!"
Lu Zhou stopped, put away his sword and stood with a smile, and said, "If it is changed to an ordinary space, I will definitely not be your opponent." ”
The Nanyang warrior shook his head and said, "The breath in your body is strong, I am not as good as you!"
Lu Zhou laughed, and as soon as he raised his hand, the knife that pierced the ceiling was sent out.
The Nanyang samurai stretched out his hands and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
The sword was back in the hands of the Nanyang warriors, but he had no desire to fight again.
If you lose, you lose, and you are willing to gamble!
The Nanyang warrior knew that he was just a killer hired by others, and Lu Zhou's skill in front of him was too strong.
People are self-aware, and money is something outside the body.
Since you can't kill Lu Zhou, you can't get the money, and since you can't get the money, what are you doing here?
"Mr. Ma, I'm sorry!" As soon as the words fell, the Nanyang warrior left quickly like a gust of wind.
He was gone, leaving only Lu Zhou, who was covered with knife wounds, and Ma Bo, who was trembling.
The Silver Frost Sword was retracted by Lu Zhou's waist, in Lu Zhou's opinion, against an ordinary person like Ma Bo, who is powerless, why should he use his fists to solve the matter?
There were some blood stains on the sword, which was wrapped directly around his waist like a blood-stained belt.
Lu Zhou moved forward slowly, and said unhurriedly, "You know what I'm here for. ”
Ma Bo forcibly calmed down and laughed: "What if you know, what if you don't know? Let me tell you, if I have any three long and two short today, your company will wait to close!"
Everything was spoken, and insulting words like the head poured into Lu Zhou's ears.
Bad morals, Lu Zhou's yin owl's eyes flickered, and he suddenly raised his palm, and the horse Bo who was shrunk in the soft leather chair in the office was taken aback.
The table was overturned, and the Mabo was knocked to the ground by the wave of air.
Lu Zhou only used one success, he just wanted to teach a lesson, he didn't want to kill!
Killing someone, even if Lu Zhou can get out of the way, what about Cheng Lu?
Lu Zhou is a husband and a father.
He has to think about his wife, for his daughter, and for his family.
Lu Zhou shouted: "I don't care if you know it or not, I tell you now, if the financial situation of Changping Pharmaceutical Company is still like that, I will take your life!"
Lu Zhou walked forward again, walking very slowly, his steps were very light, but he was extremely heavy when he stepped on the ground, like a grim reaper with a sickle on his back, approaching little by little.
This is intimidating language, and Lu Zhou doesn't really mind making Ma Bo into a half-crippled state.
Although it won't kill him, it can also make him spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.