Zhang Yi shook his head, tried his best to sober himself, and smiled: "Come on"

At this time, Takeda Nobumura also swept to Matsumoto Yanfeng's side, handed his long knife to Matsumoto Yanfeng, and after glancing at Zhang Yi, he quickly flew back away.

Matsumoto Yanfeng held the long knife in his hand again: "This knife is much easier to use than the one I just had, and it won't be so easy to break this time." ”

After saying that, Matsumoto Yanfeng slowly closed his eyes and said: "This move is a martial art that has been lost in the martial arts world of the island country for more than 600 years, it is not a sword technique, nor a swordsmanship, it is a physical technique that is mainly based on the body and supplemented by a knife, and a shadowless doppelganger without shadow flow." ”

"Doppelganger?" Zhang Yi's tone was shocked again, he naturally knew that this doppelganger shadowless technique had a lot of origins with the doppelganger technique of Huaxia Kingdom, which had been transmitted from Huaxia Kingdom to the island country, and belonged to the Five Elements Technique of Huaxia Kingdom "I Ching", which was similar to the doppelganger technique, all of which were used to display the fastest body technique, disturbing the enemy's spirit and thoughts, and then giving the enemy a fatal blow at a critical moment.

In the case of Zhang Yi's intact state, maybe he is not afraid of Matsumoto Yanfeng's move, it can be said that he is very confident to take this move, because this move is to win with speed, his speed can still laugh at the entire martial arts world, Matsumoto Yanfeng is naturally not his opponent in terms of speed, but now, he is not sure at all, and he almost does not even have the ability to dodge under serious injuries.

Matsumoto Yanfeng should have known about his situation, so he used this trick to deal with him, which can be described as well-intentioned.

At the moment when Matsumoto Yanfeng opened his eyes, he suddenly began to stand in place and cast a knife technique, as he cast it, another one appeared on the left side, and another one appeared on the right side, as he cast the knife technique faster and faster, there were more and more of his figures, when everyone was in shock, only Zhang Yi could see that this was an afterimage that would appear after the speed was to a certain extent, and he could do it, but it was precisely because he knew the way to restrain this speed move that he would be worried, this method of restraint, There is no second option other than to be fast.

A few seconds later, eight afterimages of Matsumoto Yanfeng appeared, distributed in eight directions around Zhang Yi, each afterimage was performing a knife technique, and others couldn't tell which was the real Matsumoto Yanfeng, that is to say, now Zhang Yi has to deal with the sword skills cast by the afterimage of Matsumoto Yanfeng in these eight directions at the same time, although only one is lethal, but each one may be him, if one is missed, maybe the missing one is the real body.

This kind of move is undoubtedly the most difficult to deal with in the face of the current Zhang Yi, and the danger is not weaker than the slash just now.

When Zhang Yi solemnly observed each afterimage, Matsumoto Yanfeng didn't give him a chance to observe, and a few seconds later, eight afterimages quickly rushed towards Zhang Yi from eight directions, as fast as lightning, and the long knife in his hand simultaneously sent out a knife technique to attack him.

In the face of this figure attacking from all directions, Zhang Yi's eyes froze, he didn't think about it, his body quickly flew up in the air and jumped into the air, in the face of this kind of attack, if he didn't have the ability to dodge at the first time, except for jumping into the air with the stupidest method, there was no second way, although it would be more dangerous.

Sure enough, after the eight figures below missed the blow, they also quickly swept into the air, and launched an attack on Zhang Yi again, Zhang Yi, who had breathed a sigh of relief, could only wave the dagger as much as possible, and blocked the long knife attacked by these eight figures from the feeling.

The eight figures are all performing each different knife technique, which can be described as perfect, endlessly changing, it is impossible to block it without a strong enough speed, so Zhang Yi has speed skills, and he is already a step higher than Matsumoto Yanfeng in terms of speed, so he also blocked Matsumoto Yanfeng's round of attack before landing.

Of course, it was just this round of attacks in the air, and after landing, Matsumoto Yanfeng's speed increased again, and when Zhang Yi looked at it again at this time, he couldn't keep up with his speed, and his body didn't obey him at all. People who study martial arts, especially those who specialize in speed, understand a truth, after the speed reaches a certain realm, the speed of the body accelerates with perception, the so-called instinctive strain, this speed has long exceeded the ability to distinguish eyes, at this time, Zhang Yi did not listen to the call in the body, and the eye ability naturally could not keep up with the changes in Matsumoto Yanfeng's body movement.

Therefore, as several ‖ sounds, Zhang Yi's arms, back, legs, and chest were all injured by stab wounds of varying degrees, and streams of blood swords burst out from his body again.

At the same time, Matsumoto Yanfeng's eight figures quickly contracted, once again merging into the figure in front of him, and a long knife quickly enlarged in Zhang Yi's eyes and stabbed towards his chest.

Zhang Yi's pupils shrank, the speed at this moment was almost less than a second, at the same time as he reacted, the long knife was already less than ten centimeters away from his chest, and at the moment he instinctively pulled out the dagger and struggled to block it, and the long knife grazed his left arm, leaving a knife wound on his left arm again.

There was a sudden pain in his chest, Zhang Yi snorted, and fell straight behind him a few meters away, it turned out that at the moment when he blocked the long knife, Matsumoto Yanfeng's palm also hit him heavily in the chest.

Zhang Yi struggled to get up, clutched his chest, and spurted out a mouthful of blood again, although the internal injuries were more serious, but he was also a fluke, although he received this palm, but he also managed to avoid the fatal blow of Matsumoto Yanfeng's long knife, which can be described as a blessing in misfortune.

Zhang Yi wiped the corners of his mouth, stood up, blocked Meng Yi and Mie Tanaka who wanted to come over to help him again with his hand, and grinned at Matsumoto Yanfeng and smiled: "Second move." ”

Takeda Nobumura, who was standing not far away, saw that Zhang Yi could still stand up, and gasped, Zhang Yi suffered from Matsumoto Yanfeng's domineering and ghostly two killing moves, and now he can still stand up, this kind of combat power can not be said to make him admire at the same time, deeply afraid.

Matsumoto Yanfeng stared at Zhang Yi coldly, and he was also shocked in his heart, Zhang Yi had almost consumed most of his strength when he was besieged before, and now he was still alive after receiving his two moves, which made him wonder if he would be his opponent if he was allowed to fight against him in his heyday?

But no matter what, Matsumoto Yanfeng is naturally not a master who surrenders defeat, he sneered: "There is a third move, if you take this third move, I will never break my promise and let you go; But if you can't take it, you're going to die in this last resort. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, come on" Zhang Yi covered his chest and smiled coldly, the injuries in his body were already too serious now, perhaps, he didn't have the ability to block Matsumoto Yanfeng's last move