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The road was still deserted, and the direct sunlight was like hot steel juice, pouring the sand and gravel. Gordon took a break every time he walked, always keeping himself in a certain position.

He passed by a towering wind ridge stone, and suddenly, he smelled a faint fishy smell. Gordon immediately swung his knife and slashed it in the direction of the fishy air.

"Whoosh!" A gray pit viper sprang out of the shadows of the sandstone, slammed into the blade, and was cut in two. Gordon flashed to the side, and a snake's head jumped up, biting where he had just been, and it took a few moments before he froze.

Gordon picked up the snake carcass, sucked the snake's blood, then pulled out the venom glands, applied them to the tip of the knife, and then tore off the snake's skin and chewed the snake's flesh raw. The snake meat was so smelly and disgusting that it could have been buried under the sand and blanched, but he didn't want to waste time.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind me. Gordon threw away the snake meat, and Huo Ran turned around.

A black boy with a nose like an eagle's hook and lips like a knife in both hands was quietly approaching him.

Seeing Gordon turn around, the black boy was a little surprised. But his posture did not change, calmly approaching with a T-shaped step in martial arts, leaning forward with his upper body and slightly bent his knees, like a wolf ready to pounce.

"The snake is mine." The tip of the black boy's knife was raised, and it pointed at Gordon like a demonstrator, and his arm and scimitar stretched into a steady arc.

Gordon glanced at the more than a dozen water bags hanging from the other party's waist, and agreed without hesitation: "Okay, it's yours." "Gordon knows this black boy. His name is Ge Ying, and he is well known among child slaves and is a dangerous character in Gordon's mind.

Because Ge Ying is the only pig who is familiar with martial arts! He is ruthless and ruthless, and he can grab enough wheat cakes every time.

Ge Ying's wrist flicked, spun out a shining knife flower, and said proudly: "Count your acquaintance, spare your life." ”

Ge Ying walked towards the snake corpse, and seeing him face him sideways, Gordon's eyes flashed, and he slashed the opponent's waist with a knife. He knew very well that Ge Ying would never let himself go.

At the same time, Ge Ying turned around sharply and swung his knife sideways, he had no intention of letting Gordon go.

"Dang!" The two knives fought, and the strong force from the blade shook Gordon's palm, and his upper body shook involuntarily.

"Little bunny, you still want to play with me? I'll have enough fun with you! Ge Ying sneered at the corner of his mouth, and strode straight forward, the scimitar slashed through a shining arc, and slashed diagonally.

This is the knife technique of a horse thief! Gordon's heart sank, because horse thieves are used to charging on horseback, so the angle of swinging the knife will always go around the horse's head and deviate at an angle of thirty degrees.

Gordon raised his knife to block, but was shocked back by the opponent's strong strength.

Ge Ying took advantage of the situation to exhale, bowed and stride, like a galloping horse, wrapped in the sword light like the slanting moon and struck again. This is the "horse step" used by horse thieves, with knife skills, going straight ahead, without giving Gordon the slightest respite.

"Dang!" The two knives met again, and the eagle's wrist turned, and the blade wrapped around Gordon's scimitar and twisted it hard, which was the skill that the horse thief was best at.

The hilt shook violently in Gordon's palm, and it almost flew out of his hand. He grabbed the scimitar, rolled backwards, and rolled out more than ten meters in a row before he got rid of Ge Ying's pursuit. This is the escape trick taught to him by the ruffian, and although it looks ugly, it is very effective.

"Little rabbit cub, just such a little ability, dare to play with your old man?" Ge Ying grinned, shook out a few ostentatious knife flowers from his wrist, and slashed towards Gordon relentlessly. The scimitar is in his hand, like a tiger with wings, and the power of wielding it is far greater than that of Gordon, who is not familiar with martial arts.

Gordon rolled over and retreated, far away from Ge Ying. Ge Ying's strength and martial arts are far superior to his own, and there is only one way to die if he resists head-on. Gordon suddenly realized how important martial arts were. Not all opponents will give him time to calmly arrange and carefully prepare what gadgets to defeat the enemy.

Once the enemy and the enemy meet in a narrow way, only martial arts determine life and death. This is also the reason why soft assassins are scarce and hard assassins are thriving.

"Little bunny, don't hide! Lao Tzu wants to cut your scalp, knock out your bones one by one, and then pull out your colorful intestines and strangle you! Ge Ying swung his knife fiercely while intimidating and pressurizing. He grew up in a den of horse thieves, familiar with knife skills, killing people like grass, and forcing Gordon to dodge left and right with one knife after another, retreating again and again, and almost unable to parry.

If it weren't for Gordon's quick skills and calm mentality, he would have been cut down by him.

During the pursuit, Ge Ying's sword light circled around Gordon, limiting the space for him to dodge, and then leaped high, and the scimitar turned into a dazzling light and slashed down.

Gordon had no choice but to make a hard connection, and the violent impact of the blade of the knife shook his legs and half-knelt on the ground. But he didn't panic, and swept his legs with a swing, raising a large cloud of sand and dust, covering Ge Ying.

He thought that Geying would avoid it, but Geying closed his eyes, sprinted, and slashed over like a scimitar with eyes.

"Die!" Ge Ying shouted wildly, and the sword light was dazzling and cold. He knew how to sprinkle sand at the age of six, so he naturally knew how to deal with it.

Gordon didn't have time to dodge, and his breathing stopped for a moment. In the field of vision, there is only a glimmer of approaching coldness.

"Boom!" In a trance, he felt the micro-breathing technique explode all over his body.

The whole person is integrated into the rhythm of breathing.

Gordon raised his arm, the muscle fibers in his arm undulating like breathing, and he swung lightly, the blade undulating like breathing.

With a soft sound, two knives clashed. Gordon's knife shook and trembled, subtly eliminating the strength of his opponent's sword.

Eagle looked stunned, but he was so quick that his scimitar slid down and slashed at Gordon's legs.

Gordon's blade sank, intercepting the cutlass again.

The two knives exchanged blows more than ten times, and Gordon relied on the breathing sense of his limbs to unload the stronger power of the eagle with ups and downs.

He suddenly realized that the breath microtechnique could be used in actual combat!

It's a way of skill over strength.

Gordon once saw in the family collection of the book "Overview of Martial Arts" that there are two paths of martial arts: the dominant emphasis is on strength over skill, and absolute power can defeat a qiē skill, just as a lion can tear apart a cunning jackal fox.

The other is that absolute skill can defeat a qiē force, just like a poisonous mosquito can bite a mighty lion. Legend has it that the pinnacle of skill can slash opponents of any level.

The school of skill has long since declined in modern times. Because skills need to be honed a lot, it takes a lot more effort than improving strength. But Gao Dengxian, this path is very suitable for him. In actual combat, the breathing technique is an esoteric technique that uses breathing to control zhì**.

Gordon turned sideways, swung his knife, blocked, and defused the onslaught of the eagle again and again. He gradually became familiar with the use of breathing techniques, and his movements gradually became smoother, revealing a wave-like charm. Although he was still suppressed by Ge Ying's knife skills and was at a disadvantage, Gao Deng was inferior but not defeated, full of toughness, and skillfully maneuvered with Ge Ying.

It's just that his body is exhausted, his muscles are starting to weaken, and his vertical jumping movements have become a little sluggish. But Gordon looked as usual, and he didn't look uncomfortable at all.

Hot sweat flowed down Ge Ying's back, and he gasped softly, his heart growing irritable. The ants that I thought would be solved casually turned out to be so difficult.

He couldn't help but feel a hint of retreat. This Gobi is full of dangers, and once you are exhausted or injured by blood, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Stop!" Ge Ying suddenly strengthened, shook back Gordon with a sword, and shouted, "You can't kill me, and I can't kill you." How about this snake and half of us? He stared at the subtle change in expression on Gordon's face, a temptation. If Gordon can't bear it, he will inevitably agree to a truce, then he will fight Gordon to the end.

"Not good." Gordon's eyes flashed, and he took the initiative to swing his knife and slash at Ge Ying. His wrists were getting sore, and his arms were trembling slightly, but the more he couldn't hold on, the stronger he became!

"Dangdang!" Ge Ying slashed several times, and the cold light was sheng, and he suppressed Gordon again. But Gordon relied on his agility to outperform his opponents, and was willing to take risks, taking advantage of the gap to counterattack a few times, putting on a more and more courageous momentum.

Ge Ying couldn't hold his breath, and if he continued to be entangled like this, he would only lose both. He flashed his scimitar and forced Gordon back with a dazzling array of combo knife skills. "Forget it, this snake belongs to you, I'll go!"

Ge Ying faced Gordon and stepped back. Gordon didn't say a word, and followed step by step, the tip of the knife moving with the eagle.

Ge Ying roared angrily: "Little rabbit, what do you want? Will they all die together in the desert? ”

"You have wasted my precious body, don't you have a little compensation?" Gordon looked at Ge Ying's waist, "Give me half of the hydration bladder." ”

"Don't even think about it!" Ge Ying thundered.

Gordon smiled slightly: "Then let's consume it, and we will taste death together." The scorching sun was on their heads, the two of them confronted each other with knives, sweating like rain, their whole bodies were so wet as if they had been fished out of water, and their eyelids were so sticky that they couldn't open them.

Gordon felt that the scimitar in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and his thigh muscles were trembling, and he would fall down at any time. Fortunately, the microsurgery is integrated into the limbs, and the "movement" of the body is maintained with wonderful undulating "movements" to maintain the "stillness" of body balance.

After a long stalemate, Ge Ying's face changed again and again: "You madman! Three hydration bags, no more! Or fight to the death! ”

"Deal." Gordon took the initiative to take a step back.

Ge Ying threw the water bag to the ground and cautiously stepped back. "You mad dog, let's see!" He turned and ran away, Gordon's calm smile coming to his mind.

He couldn't help but shudder, Ge Ying, who had been a pony thief, knew very well that the real scary was not those fierce gangsters, but the guys who talked and laughed and killed people. Life and death are as natural to this kind of person as eating, bathing, and sleeping.

It wasn't until Ge Ying's figure disappeared into the distance that Gordon sat down exhausted, his body nearly prostrating. If Ge Ying is brave enough to fight hard, he will be the one who dies.

Gordon struggled to pick up three water bags, drank two of them, and chewed the snake meat. He had to try to get to the town during the day, and the ghost Gobi at night might be even more terrifying than the information depicted.