As it turned out, the angry eyes were ineffective. Tricks and tricks are also ineffective.

In the face of absolute strength.

Lu Kangshun used stratagery to calculate the five men in black, and when he fought face-to-face with the last man in black, he was beaten back to his original form in less than fifty moves.

The leader of the men in black is not only a lot higher than Lu Kangshun's martial arts, but also has combat experience.

After the initial surprise, the leader of the men in black quickly calmed down and stood his ground, withstanding the ferocious attack of the young centurion on the opposite side.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

As soon as the momentum is weak, the advantage of strong attack is lost.

Lu Kangshun was soon counter-suppressed.

After twenty-five moves, the arm was wounded, after thirty-three moves, the right leg was slashed by a blade, and after forty-two moves, the long knife was taken off.

In the end, Lu Kangshun, like the five men in black before, fell to the ground crying blood.

The spinning of the world in Peng Xiaotian's world was just a little better, and the bloody man who fell to the ground in front of him made his world shake again.

Lying on his back on the ground, looking at the eyes that were wide in surprise, Lu Kangshun spit out a mouthful of blood and squeezed out a bloody smile: "Hey, hey, hey, one for five...... No loss!"

is dying, and he is still in the mood to joke, Lu Kangshun can laugh, but Peng Xiaotian can't. He shook his body and stood up, staggered a few steps, stared at the man in black, clenched his fists, and said viciously: "Bah, what do you know! Loss! What a loss! Obviously a big loss! Where is not a loss!"

Peng Xiaotian threw his fist bravely, but was easily flashed by the opponent, turned around and punched again, and was kicked. Peng Xiaotian stubbornly stood up and launched a useless attack on the man in black without fear of death.

"Hahaha, this is like a man!" From time to time, Peng Xiaotian's all-out attacks flashed in the small sky above his eyes, although he had little effect, Lu Kangshun was full of interest, and pointed out from time to time, "Yes, hit, the legs are not squatting, the center of gravity is shifted down, the left fist is protected by his side, and the right fist hits his left shoulder, hit!hahaha!"

Lu Kangshun and Peng Xiaotian are like weak masters and clumsy apprentices, challenging their doomed and invincible enemies. And the leader of the men in black, after a few tricks with the two, no longer tried to end this failed mission.

Peng Xiaotian was knocked down again, lying on the ground gasping for breath, looking harmless.

He turned his gaze to the bloody man lying on the ground and couldn't move, walked up to him with a knife, and looked down at Lu Kangshun carefully.

After seeing the target of this mission, I thought it would be a simple assassination and hijacking, but I didn't expect so many twists and turns. And the reason for all this lies with him.

- This humble centurion.

There is very little information about him in the sources, and stubbornness and rigidity are one of the comments.

But it was such a stubborn and rigid person who could come up with a trick to make the six of them almost fail. The five subordinates who came with him had become five corpses, lying not far away.

In the chest, a knife is fatal.

Thinking of that sword light now, he even had some palpitations.

Is Lu Kangshun strong?

Not.

But it was to make him a battle-hardened man jealous.

I have to say that this is already very powerful.

Just now, when he had been playing with the vulnerable Peng Xiaotian for so long, his attention was all on this side.

It wasn't until it was confirmed that the centurion was no longer able to stand up that he was ready to put an end to it.

He looked down at the man who was still struggling to survive, and raised his knife: "As an opponent, you deserve my respect!" he said word by word.

Behind it, Peng Xiaotian slowly stood up in silence, dragging the long knife that Lu Kangshun had taken off with both hands. Step by step, staggering towards here.

"Therefore, when you die, I will cut off your head and bring it back to your people. Treasure it. This was the highest etiquette in the clan towards the enemy, and the man in black felt compelled to tell him about it, and hoped that he would be honored by it.

Peng Xiaotian held the knife in both hands, his eyes were firm, and he accelerated in the silence.

"Enemy, you should be honored for this!" the man in black slashed straight down with a knife in both hands.

The blade is Lu Kangshun's neck.

At the moment of life and death, the corner of the dying man's mouth showed a smile and gently spit out two words.

The words were so light that the man in black didn't hear them clearly, but the next moment, there was no need to hear them clearly

- The long knife in his hand has not yet hit the target, and the person with the knife has already been beheaded.

——At this moment, the heavens and the earth rotated, and the man in black only saw Peng Xiaotian hitting him with a knife, and the blade was forward, piercing his neck.

- Blood gushed out, and the standing body fell, and Lu Kangshun moved his body as hard as he could, so that he was not injured by the blade that was out of direction.

The light rain continued, the blood was cooled by the rain, and the world in the eyes of the man in black fell into darkness in an instant.

"Lots of words!"

Lu Kangshun spat out another mouthful of blood, repeated the words he had just said loudly, and then laughed wildly.

Ignoring the rain that goes straight into its mouth.

Peng Xiaotian gasped on the ground for a long time, and then stood up again little by little, looked at Lu Kangshun, who was lying on the ground and was almost submerged by the rain, and wanted to help him up, but was scolded by a sentence: "Leave me alone, quickly, go and uncover the face towel of the man in black!"

"The man in black??" Peng Xiaotian's reaction was a little slow, and he was stunned for a long time before he realized that he wanted to find the head that had been cut off by himself.

When I thought that I had cut off another person's head with my own hands just now, I felt a little ...... in my heart

There was a burst of nausea in his abdomen, Peng Xiaotian bent over, but he couldn't vomit.

Holding his knees and brewing for a long time, only a few traces of saliva protruded.

After the nausea, he forced himself to straighten up, and despite Lu Kangshun's instructions, dragged him from the ground to the courtyard house, and settled down to avoid the wind and rain. After that, he slowly walked over to the lonely head that had fallen to the ground, scooped it up, and walked back to the room.

"Untie the face towel!" Lu Kangshun was seriously injured, but he didn't care about his injury, and refused Peng Xiaotian's intention to bandage him, instead directing Lu Kangshun to do what he had always wanted to escape, "This matter is very important." ”

Peng Xiaotian and Lu Kangshun looked at each other for a moment, and the former was finally defeated. With trembling hands, he did as he was told.

The black scarf was opened, and underneath it was a face that was very different from that of the Han people, with blood dripping from the corners of the mouth.

The two looked at each other, and after a while, Peng Xiaotian fell to the ground and vomited wildly, and Lu Kangshun frowned.

Although there are many people from the Western Regions in the Western Regions, there are killers from the Western Regions? How could this be?" Lu Kangshun was very puzzled.

After a while, Peng Xiaotian returned to normal again, and under the command of Lu Kangshun, he found cloth and medicine in the house and bandaged the foreign merchants that the two had received. Lu Kangshun had too many external injuries on his body, and after the bandage, the whole person gained a circle, and it was not easy to finish it all, so that the two of them had time to rest for a while.

After closing his eyes for a moment, Lu Kangshun suddenly said, "We can't stay here anymore." ”

"But do we have somewhere else to go?" Peng Xiaotian's tired eyes didn't open.

Lu Kangshun was silent for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Someone is coming." ”

At the same time, someone knocked on the door, and a Buddha horn came:

"Amitabha, poor monk Wu Bu Ganzan, please see the two of you, you have something to ask!"