Ling Qingfeng saw the change in her eyes, and suddenly felt a murderous aura, a fierce killing intent as sharp as a knife.

It was too late, it was too late, and Ling Qingfeng heard a roar of a locomotive engine in his ears at the same time, like a beast roaring.

Before he had time to turn back, Ling Qingfeng squatted down violently, and immediately felt a chill rush over his head.

Scold! When Ling Qingfeng heard the strange sound, he felt that his scalp was numb, and his hair was broken.

That cold light continued to glide forward, turning into a wave floating in the air in Ling Qingfeng's eyes, an evil wave that could devour life.

The danger was avoided, leaving Ling Qingfeng to think for only a moment, he didn't have time to think about it, he almost relied on the instinctive reaction of his body, his ten toes suddenly clasped the ground, his body changed from squatting to jumping, and a tiger pounced and rushed forward.

That cold light and Ling Qingfeng rushed towards Park Soon-hee, who was terrified, almost at the same time. And at this time, her screams reached the mouth of her throat.

Sail! Ling Qingfeng straightened his forearm and knocked down Park Shunji, and the two of them flew in mid-air for half a second before rolling into the flower bed on the side of the road in embarrassment.

Li Jiaqiang, who had just chased him out of the door of the hotel, saw the appearance of the two of them, and was so frightened that he almost stuffed his fist directly into his mouth.

"You, you're too anxious, aren't you? Can't hold it on the street? ”

Before Li Jiaqiang could shout out, Ling Qingfeng in the flowerbed had already jumped up, started to sprint with all his strength, and ran towards the black locomotive not far away.

"This, so fast? That's it? Such an unbearable thought flashed through Li Jiaqiang's mind, and then, he realized that something was wrong.

Park Soon-hee fell on her back in the flower bed in front of the hotel, the flower thorns pierced her delicate little dress, and the flower stems ripped through her flesh-colored stockings, but she didn't realize it.

She still couldn't help but tremble, because at that moment just now, her brain was blank, and she was so close to death that she was almost dead!

Good thing there's that guy! It was his desperate flying save that kicked himself out of the threshold of death!

Park Soon-hee was shocked, and it took a long time for her to come back to her senses and struggle to sit up straight.

Just now, Park Soon-hee saw a black locomotive and drove towards the two of them at full speed.

At the moment when the knight approached, a uniquely shaped serrated knife appeared in the man's hand, the handle of the knife was made of pig iron to shape a ghost head, and the pure steel blade was as thin as a piece of paper, and under the high-speed impact of the locomotive, it slashed towards Ling Qingfeng's neck.

At that moment, Park Soon-hee even thought that if he killed Ling Qingfeng with one sword, he wouldn't have to continue to suffer this kind of insult!

She wanted to see this scene, so she didn't even dodge, until that Ling Qingfeng squatted down as if he had a prophetic sense, and the thin pure steel blade cut through the void and slashed into the air, and the next moment it was already in front of her face.

Knowing that he was not spared, before the knife arrived, the vitality of Park Soon-hee's body seemed to be killed. If it weren't for Ling Qingfeng's pounce, she would definitely die.

One step, two steps, when Ling Qingfeng took the third big step, a pair of shoes under his feet had already cracked.

It's not that there is any quality problem with his shoes, but that his steps are too fast and too urgent, and the glue line on the sole of the shoe can't bear it, so it naturally falls off.

You can see how fast he runs and how ferocious he castrates.

The trees on both sides of the road are retreating, while the black locomotive in front of them is getting closer and closer, and the distance between the two is constantly shortening.

Ling Qingfeng held his breath and did not let go, the heat of his body continued to be generated, but it could not be emitted because he closed his pores, and the blood flow rate continued to accelerate, and his feet were getting faster and faster.

Finally, the locomotive in front of him was only three or four paces away, and as long as he sprinted again, he could pull the person down with one more stretch of his hand.

Suddenly, the black locomotive in front of him braked suddenly. The wheels rubbed violently against the ground, and the peculiar smell of burning rubber instantly spread.

Ling Qingfeng's footsteps couldn't be stopped, he miscalculated the distance, and his body was still in the process of rushing forward.

It was too late, it was too late, the man in green sitting on the black locomotive shook his wrist, and a stainless steel dramatized tooth knife as thin as a cicada's wing appeared out of thin air, cutting at Ling Qingfeng's waist.

This steel sawtooth knife buzzed and shook in mid-air, the blade of the knife was torn and cut backwards, and the locomotive suddenly braked from high speed, and the two forces before and after were mixed together, so that the acceleration of the blade could not help but change, it seemed to be fast but not fast, slow or not, plus Ling Qingfeng himself was also running forward wildly, unable to restrain his feet, just like he had collided.

The speed of the locomotive, the momentum of the opponent, and the shaking of the wrist are all combined in this knife, and several strands of force from different directions are calculated just right, which is strange and unpredictable, and it is impossible to avoid it.

Flutter! The blade entered the flesh, Ling Qingfeng was shocked, forcibly twisted his waist and turned around, and spun four or five times towards the side of the road, and then stopped at his feet.

The man in green sitting on the black locomotive was holding a serrated knife, smiled, and jumped off the body. walked straight towards Ling Qingfeng.

"Yo! You're not bad! I will pull the knife back with this move, and you are still the first one who will not fall under the knife! Waist horse kung fu practice is really good! The man in green shook the serrated knife in his hand and said with a smile in Huaxia.

Ling Qingfeng looked at the other party intently, and the alarm in his heart sounded again and again, this person was not simple, and the knife in his hand was even more not simple.

There was a faint chill in the abdomen, in fact, the knife of the man in green just now, even slashing and dragging, using the retreat of the locomotive and his own momentum, and borrowing the sharpness of the blade, in fact, it had almost hit his waist and abdomen, but Ling Qingfeng contained innate true qi in his body, and as soon as the wound opened, he immediately sucked it, so he luckily did not see blood.

"You don't have to force it, there's no point in bluffing in front of me! I guess you don't dare to speak now, because if you can't hold your breath when you speak, your internal organs will come out of the knife. The man in green deliberately said lightly, in fact, to add more pressure to the opponent.

Ling Qingfeng naturally knew that his injuries were not so exaggerated, so he deliberately pressed his throat and said in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?" Why kill me? ”

The man in green shook the serrated knife in his hand, shook his head and said, "You don't need to know who I am, just know that I'm here to overtake you!" ”

Before the words fell, the man in green smiled darkly, and made continuous progress, and the sawtooth knife in his hand slashed and wiped one after another, drawing a circle of fine knife flowers, which instantly enveloped Ling Qingfeng's whole body.

Countless knife lights suddenly exploded in front of him, and the horizontal and vertical cuts were like a big net splitting the head and covering the face. Ling Qingfeng was startled, and his feet retreated again and again.

Teacher Yang once said that among those who practice martial arts, those who are good at using weapons have ten times greater lethality than those with empty hands, and it is simply impossible for opponents of the same level to receive white blades empty-handed! If you encounter a weapon master, you must know how to use the environment to restrain your opponent's weapons.

But the problem is, now it's on the main road, it's empty, where is the environment available! Ling Qingfeng took a few steps back, feeling that he couldn't retreat anymore, otherwise when the opponent reached the apex, it would be too late for him to run.

The pedestrians on the road saw the two fighting, and they all scattered in fright, and the street was soon empty.

"Don't run away! If you want my life, I'll fight with you! Ling Qingfeng stood still, his eyes wide, and he stared at the sword light in the sky.

The man in green jumped up high, condescendingly shook the steel knife in his hand, the tip of the knife turned into dozens of sharp edges, and at the same time shot towards Ling Qingfeng, the momentum was like falling rain hitting the plantain, and he made a sneering sound.

Ling Qingfeng transported a breath to his arms, not avoiding it, holding his breath, his expression focused as if he was looking for a small poem in the knife bush.

Renowned photographer Robert Brown. Capa once said something classic, "You don't shoot well enough because you don't get close enough!" ”

Ling Qingfeng is in this situation now, and he can't see it clearly because he is not close enough to the blade! The opponent's knife is so fast that you can either see it with your eyes or you can only feel it with your body.

Ling Qingfeng chose the former, he wanted to see the other party's knife clearly! It has to be close enough!

Airplanes! The blade slashed in front of his eyes, emitting an ear-piercing screech. No matter how many sharp edges the other party conjures, there is only one knife in the end, and this is the truth!

The knife is coming! Ling Qingfeng stepped on the Bagua step under his feet, his body leaned slightly, and his upper body used the first half of the Bagua Palm Overlord's armor removal move, the horse did not move, and twisted his waist to the side of most of his body.

The man in green twisted the long knife in his hand, and the blade sinked into the flesh, and there was a familiar resistance, because it was the resistance generated by the blade cutting into the muscles and bones.

Ling Qingfeng was stabbed in the shoulder, and the blood flowed profusely. But there was no joy on the face of the man in green, on the contrary, the horror on his face flashed.

Because he slashed the other party's neck, there is no reason to turn into a blade and stab it in the shoulder!

Unless the opponent saw his sword position clearly and did it on purpose!

In the next second, Ling Qingfeng struggled to shrink his shoulders, his upper body tightened, and he relied on his muscles to absorb the jagged blade that pierced into his shoulder.

The right arm is turned into a knife, and it is as fast as lightning! One knife, another knife, another knife, and three gossip palms stabbed the waist of the man in green.

Knife for knife, injury for life! Ling Qingfeng's brave posture at this moment has been deeply imprinted in the eyes of Park Shunji and the others who ran behind him.

After the man in green was hit by these three gossip swords, his eyes became very strange. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes, a trace of incomprehension, and more unwillingness.

Obviously, as long as the serrated knife in his hand is gently twisted, most of the prey's shoulders and arms will be cut off, but why is he so weak that he has no strength! Also, is that guy human? Obviously, he was hit by a drag knife in the abdomen, why can he still maintain such a strong qi and blood, and still have such a strong counterattack power?

Obviously, there are not so many whys in this world, and not everything has an answer, only the result. (To be continued.) )