Chapter 688: A Taboo for Soldiers
ο»Ώ One of these three men holds a knife, one holds a gun, and the other holds a long sword, the one holding the gun is the first to shoot, the tip of the gun shakes out a gun flower, and it is like a poisonous snake spitting letters, straight to Yang Xianmao's heart, this gun is an iron spear, the whole is made of iron, it can be seen that this person should be a natural divine power, seeing that the head of the gun has pierced his heart, he suddenly turned to the side, the tip of the gun almost touched his body and slashed over, and his body also drew forward at the same time, the two rushed forward relatively quickly, and almost collided together.
The big man with the gun didn't expect Yang Xianmao to have such a move, and rushed directly into his arms, startled, and before he could make the next move, Yang Xianmao had already slashed his throat with a palm, and he heard a click, broke the entire corpse, and flew out backwards and crashed into the burly man.
At the same time, Yang Xianmao touched a hand with his left hand and grabbed the iron spear in his hand.
The corpse crashed into the burly man, and the burly man did not dodge, and at the moment when the corpse was about to hit him, he suddenly used a huge fist like a mallet to take a circle, and beat the corpse that had been passed over to the sky, hanging on the branches, the man's stomach had been punched by this punch and hung in the air, and blood flowed down.
The burly man slowly raised the blood-stained fist in his hand, and actually stretched out his thick and red tongue to lick it in front of the fist, licked the dirt and blood back onto his tongue, and grinned and said, "It's kind of interesting." β
At the same time as he said this, the knife and the spear had been beaten upside down by Yang Xianmao at the same time, and his bones and tendons were broken and he died.
Yang Xianmao slowly retracted his momentum, still looked at the burly man with his hands behind his back and said: "You let your subordinates go down to death, and you don't go up yourself, isn't it a little unrighteous." β
The burly man sneered, slowly opened his blood-stained hand into a fan, and waved it forward violently and said, "Go up together, divide them into corpses, and keep a few women." β
The hundreds of bandits around suddenly roared wildly, and rushed forward to kill, the targets of the rush were Yang Xianmao and Liu Dongyan who were standing behind, and at the same time, some people went to grab the three beauties squatting on the ground.
If this move is to ignore me as Wei Wei to save Zhao, it is not impossible, because grabbing three beauties, it will inevitably divide Yang Xianmao's heart, Yang Xianmao of course cannot let them succeed, the iron spear in his hand is like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, pointing east to west, one shot, one by one, those people can't get close at all, even if they rushed to Liu Dongyan, without waiting for Liu Dongyan to make a move, they have been picked up and thrown out by the iron spear in Yang Xianmao's hand.
The old man in the back squinted his eyes and said slowly: "Good guy, it turned out to be the Yang family gun, this marksmanship is said to have been lost after the Yang family is about to die, I didn't expect this little man to be able to, and it is used so superbly, it's amazing, no wonder it's so good, but there is no way to run rampant in front of us." β
Yang Xianmao had already shot more than a dozen bandits who rushed up in an instant, and the blood was scattered in all directions, and it had already splashed on their bodies.
At this moment, I saw that the old man had already flew, like a javelin thrown out, and it flew over the heads of Liu Dongyan and the three women squatting on the ground, pointing directly at the back of Yang Xianmao's heart.
Yang Xianmao was sweeping the two bandits who rushed up and flew out, when he heard the sound of breaking the air behind him, he knew that the old man had made a move, because this sword was much sharper than others, he immediately turned around, the sword had arrived in front of him, and the iron spear in his hand was blocked outward, only to hear a soft click, and the heavy iron spear in his hand was actually cut into two pieces by the old man. β
At the same time, the long sword kept stabbing at Yang Xianmao's heart, Yang Xianmao was in danger, and immediately turned to one side, the sword cut a wound obliquely on Yang Xianmao's left chest, Yang Xianmao took this opportunity to stab out the broken gun in his left hand, and with a whoosh, it also passed under the old man's ribs, leaving a blood tide. β
Under one move, both of them were slightly injured, of course, the old man sneaked in front, and there was a long sword that sharpened iron like clay, so he had a tie with Yang Xianmao, which should be slightly inferior.
Yang Xianmao looked down at himself, the blood from the wound had been stained red for a small piece, he was a little shocked in his heart, because his body was tempered, and ordinary weapons were difficult to hurt him at all, and this long sword could actually draw a mouth on his chest, it can be seen that this is not an ordinary sword, it turned out to be a treasure weapon that is as hot as mud, and fortunately Yang Xianmao felt the terrible breath coming from the sword, so he did not fight hard and hard like dealing with other enemies, and he lost both, if that was the case, I was afraid that he would be seriously injured if he didn't die at this moment, Yang Xianmao's heart sank slightly, the other party had such a long sword in his hand, and his martial arts were no less than his own, if he wanted to win, I'm afraid it will take some effort, but if the burly man with the mace in the back also strikes at the same time, then there will be more defeats and fewer victories, and I will have to protect a few beauties on the ground. I'm afraid that the odds are not even 10%. β
The old man also touched the wound under his ribs, his hands were full of blood, he couldn't help frowning, and said: "I didn't expect your skills to be so exquisite, just with this ordinary iron spear, piercing the soft armor and hurting me, if it weren't for the soft armor, my injuries might be even more serious, it seems that we should go together, split his body into pieces, and take his woman away to enjoy it." β
The burly man waved the mace in his hand and said in a loud voice: "Brothers, everyone go up together and kill the woman he robbed him." β
Especially the latter sentence, like a torch thrown into the oil, all the beastliness of these people were aroused at once, looking at the four beauties who were pitiful, their eyes were dark and shouted and rushed up together. β
The iron spear in Yang Xianmao's hand has been broken into two, and the front one has been thrown, and only the back half is left in his hand, so he used the same sword to beat the several minions in front of him and flew around, but he soon could no longer do what he wanted, because the huge mace that rushed up had smashed down on the top of his head, and Yang Xianmao immediately used the handle of the gun in his hand to collide with it.
Just listened to the click, the half-cut gun in Yang Xianmao's hand was directly smashed with a whoosh, and flew into the air, and he stepped back two steps in shock, looking at each other in horror, and at this time, those minions saw Yang Xianmao's blade being smashed away, and they all cheered a few times and rushed up together.
Liu Dongyan saw that Yang Xianmao had no blade, and shouted: "Young master, use mine!"
She was about to give the blade in her hand to Yang Xianmao, but she was stabbed open by the gray-robed old man's sword in the air, and sneered: "I still want to make trouble in front of me, obediently lie down and let me ride!"
Those gangsters had already rushed to the front, and Yang Xianmao swished and took out the peachwood sword from his back.
The peachwood sword in his hand was pointed in the air, and everyone was stunned, looking at him, and at the same time let out a hysterical laugh, and the burly man almost laughed so much that tears came out, and said, "You are really scared crazy." You actually used a peachwood sword to fight us, do you want to catch ghosts and exorcise demons?"
Yang Xianmao sneered: "That's right, it's to catch ghosts and exorcise demons." β
He made a sword finger with his left hand, pointing at the burly man with a mace, but in his right hand, a sword flower turned around and stabbed the chest of the old man who was laughing at Liu Dongyan.
Although the old man was teasing Liu Dongyan, his eyes were always staring at Yang Xianmao, because he was also quite jealous of Yang Xianmao, and he definitely didn't dare to take it lightly, he was cunning and even wanted to use this way to paralyze the other party, sure enough, Yang Xianmao thought he was distracted, and he really attacked him, and this move stabbed straight into the palace, without any fancy tricks, obviously he wanted to kill with one blow, which was a taboo for soldiers, because he had seen several flaws around Yang Xianmao's body, and he could abolish a hand or a leg of the other party with a sword.
So the corners of his mouth showed a terrible smile, he wanted to wait for Yang Xianmao's moves, and after using the old method to change his moves, he would attack again, but a look of horror appeared on his face, so as to further paralyze the other party
Sure enough, Yang Xianmao's sword did not hesitate, like a meteor catching the moon and stabbing straight towards his chest.
Just when Yang Xianmao's peachwood sword was only a foot away from his chest, the old man used the long sword in his hand to slash at Yang Xianmao's thigh in front of him, wanting to cut off his leg with a sword.
The peach wood sword in Yang Xianmao's hand is just a jewelry, even if his internal strength is very good, the two sides fought just now, especially when he and the burly man collided hard, the short gun in his hand was directly smashed away, so that the old man has affirmed that Yang Xianmao's martial arts internal force should not be very strong, so even if the wooden sword in his hand is pierced in his chest, it is not a big problem, at best, he can make his chest hurt, and he can take the opportunity to use a lose-lose move to cut off one of the opponent's thighs, and he can capture the other party aliveγ
And at the moment when the light in his eyes came out, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and his heart was cold. And the sword that he pulled towards Yang Xianmao's right leg was dodged by Yang Xianmao's right leg with a strange dodge, and the sword cut his knee and didn't hurt him at all, and the other party's peach wood had already passed through his chest.
The old man was horrified, looked down, and saw that the peachwood sword over there only revealed the dark handle inside, and the sword pierced his heart mercilessly and leaked out of the back of his chest, and the blade of the sword emitted a faint blue light, and there was not a drop of blood.
Just when the old man looked at the long sword that pierced his chest in disbelief, Yang Xianmao had already grabbed his right hand with his hand, and at the same time flew up with a kick, kicking his corpse out of the air, and falling far into the body of the minions who were standing behind him, and smashed several of them to the ground, blood gushing out of his mouth, and his eyes were frozen.
This sword pierced the heart, and the person died in the air, but he didn't understand until he died, why the sword hidden in Yang Xianmao's peach wood sword could so easily pierce his soft armor, break his defense, and easily pierce his heart with a sword.
Yang Xianmao pierced the old man's heart with a sword, and stunned the minions who rushed up, and then he threw the Qingfeng sword that was captured in his hand to Liu Dongyan, and said, "Use this." β
Liu Dongyan didn't want to use this filthy old man's long sword in her heart, but this long sword sharpened iron like clay, she also saw it just now, at this time, she didn't care about anything else, volleyed the hilt of the sword, held it in her hand and shook a sword flower, and suddenly her spirits were lifted, and she looked at the gangsters who rushed up.