Chapter 483: Cold Moon in the Sky (2)
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"Strong crossbow, can you hide by yourself? It seems that you can't hide, since you can't dodge, you don't need to hide anymore!" Yang Zheng muttered to himself, and suddenly looked at the ten black-clothed people in front of him and smiled coldly.
Tie Xiaodie frowned slightly, judging from just now, the man in front of him, whose face was even better than a girl, was indeed a smart person, every time he made a move, he must kill a man in black, eliminate the living force, it was the formation fight just now, he could quickly see the loopholes in the formation, so as to easily break the endless fight of the man in black, this alone ordinary people can't do it, but she doesn't understand a little, in the face of more than a dozen serial strong crossbows, he constantly has no half of the sense of frustration, and the murderous aura on his face is even a few points better than before, which can't help but make her curious。
"What makes you have so much confidence, even if it's a chain of strong crossbows, you are not afraid!"
Yang Zheng took a breath and looked at the Pu knife in his right hand, because of the repeated fighting, the blood stains on the knife had dried up, and it was reflected on the blade, which looked cold.
More than a dozen black-clothed people on the opposite side stared at him deadly, the strong crossbow in his hand was already aimed in the direction, as long as Yang Zheng moved slightly, they believed that with the shooting of the serial strong crossbow, they would definitely be able to shoot the man in front of him.
A gust of night wind blew, blowing the surrounding leaves rattling, making the quiet night a little more noisy.
Yang Zheng took a sharp breath, and then gritted his teeth, the other party is a strong crossbow, and there are ten people, if you are not careful, these strong crossbows are sharp weapons to kill yourself.
After slowly exhaling the inhaled air, he flipped the Pu knife in his hand violently, jumped up with his feet on the ground, and swept over like a swallow, rushing towards the other party.
When Yang Zheng's figure swept past the two towering ancient trees and slashed with a knife, she came back to her senses in surprise and shouted, "Kill!"
"Shw!"
"Shw!"
The man in black, who had been prepared for a long time, quickly pulled off the buckle, and the feather arrows shot by the strong crossbow were suddenly shot like a rain of rain in the sky.
Yang Zheng didn't dare to slack off, his jumping body suddenly arched, and stopped under a big tree one foot away from the man in black, the branches of this big tree were extremely thick enough to block a person's body, Yang Zheng just landed on his toes, and he heard "Knock knock!" A few times, there were a few more feather arrows on the branches of the big tree.
"Hmph, what a cunning fellow, no wonder he is not afraid at all? With such a big tree to resist, no matter how powerful the crossbow is, it will not help. Tie Xiaodie snorted coldly, but in her heart she also admired this guy's boldness just now, if he hadn't just jumped in the air, he wouldn't have found such a good shield.
Yang Zheng behind the trunk secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he was not afraid of the power of the crossbow, after all, he was not an invulnerable iron man, not to mention that the strength of the strong crossbow should not be underestimated, if there was no big tree, Yang Zheng would definitely die tonight.
The structure of a strong crossbow is divided into arms, bows, and machines. The "arm" is generally made of wood, the "bow" is across the front of the arm, and the "machine" is mounted at the back of the arm. The most important part of the crossbow is the "machine", the crossbow machine is generally made of copper, installed in the crossbow "Guo" (box-shaped), the front is used to hang the string of the "tooth" (hook), "tooth" is connected with the "Wangshan" (for aiming at the crosshair), this kind of thing appeared in the Western Han Dynasty, after the reconstruction of the past dynasties, this kind of strong crossbow has also achieved a more perfect effect, when firing, first put the arrow on the arrow road, pull the bowstring back, hang on the hook, aim at the target, pull the trigger, the arrow will be shot, quite the effect of the air gun of some descendants. It can be said to be a powerful weapon of this era.
But a weapon is invented, no matter how perfect, there will be shortcomings, and the strong crossbow is no exception, although it is known as a serial crossbow, but because the key component of the crossbow is the crossbow machine, and the machine parts are expected to be mountain (sight), hanging knife (trigger), hook and two keys that combine each part into a whole, so the crossbow is extremely bulky, and because the production is very complicated, the arrows used must also be specially made, so it is determined that the strong crossbow can not be shot for a long time, it is knowing this, Yang Zheng is able to take the risk of fighting.
Sure enough, after a burst of shooting, the offensive of the serial swords eased down, Yang Zheng knew that this was his best chance tonight, no longer hesitated at the moment, his body jumped, like a swallow swept towards the man in black, at this time the distance between the two sides was not far, the man in black saw him swing a knife to kill, the two palms in front of him flipped over, and the Pu knife in his hand quickly slashed forward, Yang Zheng's knife technique remained unchanged, and he shouted, and the Pu knife in his hand slashed out a piece of practice, and slashed it fiercely.
Hearing the sound of "dang!" , the black-clothed man on the left staggered, followed by a mouthful of blood spurted out, Yang Zheng swung the knife and slashed again, the knife technique was even more ruthless, turning into a straight line, and slashed straight down, the knife technique was clean, simple and neat, and even rough, just like a tiger descending the mountain, unstoppable.
The man in black snorted coldly, and his right shoulder was directly split in half, and it took a while for a while to let out a miserable scream.
Yang Zheng's body didn't stop, the knife flipped over, and now the man in black was inconvenient to fight because of the weight of the crossbow, it was the best time for him to fight, once he miscalculated, he would die, so he didn't let himself stop.
In the dark night, I saw that the sword light was shining non-stop, Yang Zheng had killed two black-clothed people in a row, and the action could be described as extremely fast, but those black-clothed people were trained masters after all, once they reacted, they lost their crossbows, and when Yang Zheng swung his knife to kill the third person, six black-clothed people had already besieged him.
Although the martial arts of these six people are not as good as Yang Zheng, or even as good as Tie Xiaodie, they have a lot of people, tacit cooperation, and they are not afraid of death, and because of the killers, their eyes have a natural acuity, so these six people cooperate very well, and quickly block Yang Zheng's attempts to break through.
Yang Zheng exhaled, glanced at the six people, exhaled heavily, and swung his knife to kill again.
"Dangdang Dang!" A crisp and pleasant sound of the intersecting blades sounded in this silent night, continuously, as if a heavy rain had fallen some time ago, crackling and crackling, breaking the peace of the night.
The cooperation of the six people is excellent, every step movement, knife swinging action is done to the extreme, no one grabs the merit, no one is afraid of death, and they don't even take one more step.
It is indeed not a comfortable thing to face such a tacit siege of killers, if ordinary people are only afraid that their minds will inevitably be affected, but Yang Zheng will not, he has more patience than others in two lives, that is, until the last moment, he will never give up.
In the encirclement, Yang Zheng clenched the Pu knife in his hand, the knife surface was almost burning, and there were bursts of white light in the night.
The six men in black also held six simple knives, the blades of which were aimed at Yang Zheng, and the faint silver light seemed to merge with the moonlight in the night sky.
After a moment of silence, the sound rang out again, this time it seemed to be faster, more rapid, and even louder than before.
In the circle, six black-clothed men slashed at the same time, and the sword light shone brightly, slashing towards Yang Zheng from all directions.
Yang Zheng was not in a hurry, his feet were lightly on the ground, he jumped high, followed by a move, the Pu knife in his hand flipped and split, and when he heard a few sounds, sparks shot out, Yang Zheng's feet fell to the ground, and in the night, Yang Zheng's clothes were cut out by six bright and dangling Pu knives More than a dozen cuts, and there were a few deep places, which had already cut through the skin and oozing bright red blood.
And the six people besieging didn't seem to take advantage of it, the left hand of a man in black had been cut off by Qi Qi, revealing the bones and limbs inside, and the one on the right had a knife on his chest, and the scarlet blood had penetrated the black clothes and fused with black, and a man in black was slashed in the neck, and fell into a pool of blood with a cold snort, among the six people, only two were quite sound, and at this time he looked at Yang Zheng with a surprised face, and his eyes swelled with fear.
Yang Zheng took a heavy breath, the long-term fight had consumed a lot of his body, plus he used all his strength against the six black-clothed people just now, if it weren't for his tougher heart than ordinary people, if it weren't for the martial arts that he had practiced for a year with Saihazhi, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to persevere in this battle tonight, but even so, the danger just now still made him feel a little afraid, and he was still alive, not because he was strong in martial arts, but because he was a little luckier, and there was another important reason, that is, Tie Xiaodie did not join.
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He didn't know why Tie Xiaodie didn't attack at this time, but the current situation didn't allow him to think too much, and he might have a chance to survive only by killing all the men in black on the field.
The man in black on the opposite side was much stronger than Yang Zheng imagined, although most of his companions were killed and injured, and the man in black who survived was also seriously injured under his own knife, but none of them withdrew, not even howling, which made him feel a little strange, and felt a little strange in his heart that he was not a thug of the Yang family.
Tong Guò just now, he has seen that these dozen or so people in black are resolute, which is beyond the comparison of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, and the three people who are still alive, as well as the three injured, stand aside, carrying a Pu knife, and surround Yang Zheng step by step, cutting off all his retreats-?
"My day, really rush to kill everything-?" Yang Zheng muttered, gritted his teeth, and Pu Dao tightened again: "If you can't retreat, then I will kill you and retreat!"
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