Chapter 159: A Man Has Ambitions, and the Sword Goes Against the Odds (3)

"As you wish!"

Seeing a flash of cold light, a long sword took the lead in reaching over, Qiqiqiao's face was full of positive color, and she didn't dare to be careless in her heart. The long swords greeted each other, and hurriedly resisted, the blades collided, and the two of them each took a step back. At first glance, these guards are making horizontal knives, which are completely different from Mo knives, with a narrow and straight blade, a small and long handle, and can be held with both hands and hands, and its advantage is that it is too flexible and changeable. When playing against someone, the opponent's move changes very quickly, which is really difficult to guard.

As soon as the man finished his attack, he stabbed three times in succession, pointing to Qiqi's waist, neck, and abdomen, all of which were fatal points. At this time, he had already discovered the depth of Qiqi's martial arts, these three moves did not spare any effort, all of them were full strength, that person was a middle-aged man, but he was more agile with a knife than with a sword.

Seeing that the man was doing his best, his sword technique was extremely domineering, but Qiqi didn't dare to deal with it head-on. She is a woman, how much strength can she have in her hands? She is petite, retreating two steps, the long sword circle is turned away, and the knife will be rotated in the middle, recycling and dismantling. The three styles are connected, and the seven or seven retreats six steps before they are all resolved. With a glance of beauty, the two men on the right grabbed it again, and the two of them slashed at each other and shouted in unison: "Take your life!"

Qiqi doubled his feet a little, rolled over on his side twice, and jumped away. This dodge, but the two big men jumped into the air, only to hear someone laughing: "You chick used to speak wildly, but now you can't even beat one of my subordinates, as long as you kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, I will be merciful and let you go!" Qiqi heard that his words were full of ridicule and humiliation, and couldn't help but say angrily: "You wicked man, what kind of ability do you have, kill these wine bags and rice bags, I'm afraid it will dirty my sword!"

The division smiled stiffly, and said coldly: "I don't know the current affairs!"

Na Ke Lulu saw that Qiqi was defeated by the three of them, so she hurriedly slashed the barrier knife, flew to Qiqi's side, and said, "Sister Seven, I'll help you." Qiqi was moved and said, "Good sister, our sisters will join forces to leave no piece of armor for these wicked people." The long sword swept out, followed by the two sounds, and fought with everyone.

Miyamoto Musashi's swords came out together, swinging two swords vertically, two swords horizontally, and four moves in a row, and the people around him had to retreat, but in a few breaths, three people were injured in a row. The division saw that it was not good, and if it continued like this, wouldn't all his subordinates let this person be injured. Immediately, there was a snort of the horizontal sword, which flew over everyone's heads and towards Miyamoto Musashi. Although this move was swift and incoherent, between Miyamoto Musashi and the human entanglement, he kicked back with his right foot, and kicked back with a knife. The man volleyed into the void, took the knife back into his hand, raised his hands, and fell towards the top of Miyamoto Musashi's head with a move of "Tiger Descending", which was the splitting trick in the Tang knife technique.

If this trick is hit, the stone will crack and the gold will be broken, and the consequences will be unimaginable. Under his splitting knife, the first-class master did not dare to take it hard, and he expected that Miyamoto Musashi would dodge, but Miyamoto Musashi was not afraid at all. The priest said: "Look for death!"

During the Miyamoto Musashi fight, although he didn't look at the rank directly, Miyamoto Musashi had already seen through the man's moves. When approaching, Miyamoto Musashi Dantian took a breath of true qi, and the red mangs on the long sword suddenly flourished, and he shook suddenly, only to hear the sound of the bell, and the air wave waved, and the division was shocked, and his body was bounced off, flying upside down for several feet, and after landing, he soared, retreated five or six steps backwards, and almost fell. At that time, I only felt that my arm was numb, and the blood and qi in my chest were surging, but I was still not afraid in my heart, I just thought: I have been a division for several years, how many masters have I seen, and this man has few words, at first glance, he is a reckless man, and he will only make a lot of strength, although his martial arts are not weak, but this must be a coincidence, what kind of ability can he hurt, I have more powerful sword skills have not been used.

As soon as this thought passed, he immediately ran quickly, the horizontal knife was straightened, and he immediately slashed to Miyamoto Musashi, this move "straight to the tiger's den" was extremely tricky and vicious, the horizontal knife flashed extremely fast, the blade was cut from Miyamoto Musashi's armpit, and only one inch further forward could be pierced, the man saw this, his face showed a smug look, and suddenly changed his move, very fast, the index finger and thumb buckled the knife ring, and rushed forward, thinking: This kid is really careless, my cutting word trick turned to a sudden word trick, he must not have thought that at this moment, even if he is full of ability, he will either die or be injured.

Seeing that the horizontal knife had already stabbed Miyamoto Musashi in the ribs, the priest couldn't help but smile on his face. With a smile, he was amazed: the knife had pierced into his body, but there was no bloodshed. Then I thought about it again: Could it be that my sword skills have improved rapidly, and before I know it, I have reached the point where I have reached the peak and killed people without blood. Looking closely, the shirt was not pierced, but floated away, and the priest was taken aback, it was a stab in the air, and the tip of the knife fell on his afterimage.

The priest only said that this person's martial arts are very high, and his body is extremely fast, and under my change of moves, he still has the strength to dodge, and he can't help but be afraid, and his eyes are anxious to look left and right, wanting to see the figure of Miyamoto Musashi.

In vain, he felt a chill in his back, Miyamoto Musashi quickly urged, Ling was in the air, and said in a low voice: "Yuanming first-class !!" The Si Jie was terrified, his eyes were wide open, and he knew that his whole person was completely covered by Miyamoto Musashi's long sword, and there was no way to retreat, and the thought of dodging disappeared, and his hands clenched the horizontal knife, against the top of his head.

The long knife slashed down, and this move "Yuanming first-class" was terrifying, and the "two first-class" were collectively called "two-day first-class." The horizontal knife naturally couldn't bear the force, only heard a choking sound, and when it was broken, it was broken into two sections, and the step was affected by the blade, and it fell several feet away, hit a wall, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood.