Two hundred and eighty-five killers
I have to say that purely when it comes to the confrontation of weapons, Deng Hua does suffer a little in terms of quality, after all, the weapons of assassins are light and sharp.
And the iron spear in Deng Hua's hand was okay when dealing with ordinary martial artists.
However, if you deal with an assassin who is quick and decisive in his upper body, he is almost no threat.
Not to mention, the black shadow assassin who suddenly popped out in front of him was really the best guy Deng Hua had ever seen in the past few decades, and he was the best at close-quarters assassination.
Assassins and killers are one of the oldest professions in ancient China and even in human history.
Even in China, the Assassins appeared at the earliest and even earlier!
According to the oracle bone inscriptions, the monarch of the Yi State sent guards to kill Wang Hai, the seventh leader of the Shang tribe, because of some personal grudges, which was the earliest assassin in Chinese history.
It was not until the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period that the Assassin industry suddenly became prosperous due to the needs of the kings of various countries, and the most famous Assassins among them were the Four Assassins.
The so-called Four Great Assassins, referring to Zhuan Zhu, Nie Zheng, Yu Rang, and Jing Ke, are recorded in a "Biography of the Assassins" in Sima Qian's "Historical Records" of the Han Dynasty, as the earliest Chinese biographical history of the Assassins.
In the early years, the Assassins could not actually be called assassins, but should be knights.
Because, at this time, their motives for assassination are often relatively simple, mostly because they are grateful for the kindness of their clients, and they are willing to risk their lives to assassinate the target.
As the so-called death of a confidant refers to this.
However, since the beginning of the Qin Dynasty, assassins have gradually begun to peel off the category of chivalry.
It can be said that it was from this time that the system and establishment of the Assassins in this period gradually became standardized.
Killers, assassins, part-time and dead soldiers, most of them were nurtured by prominent figures in certain places, and became a means of resolving political conflicts and contradictions.
In particular, the family of the Han Dynasty is indispensable for the dark means of raising assassins, using vendettas, revenge and other shady deeds.
Of course, the connection between the existence of the shadow and the Diao Chan is also very complicated, but it is also the same existence.
At this moment, when he has already gained the upper hand in terms of weapons, Shadow will not let go of the opportunity easily.
However, Deng Hua will not give up, even if he is armed with a broken gun, he insists on resisting.
The two of them rushed to each other in a few steps at the same time, slashing and shooting, attacking each other's fatal points with each move.
For a while, the cold wind gusted, and the two people in it were like two black and gray whirlwinds, entangled together.
With a flash of essence in his eyes, Deng Hua still infused the half-truncated gun in his hand with rich energy and stimulated sharpness.
While swinging away the opponent's black shadow's left-hand blade, he suddenly turned downward, blocking the short blade of the opponent's right hand stabbing into his waist.
This guy ......
At the moment of turning his mind, the shadow who missed the blow suddenly turned his left hand, hit him with a backhand, turned into a knife in his hand, and slashed at Deng Hua's arm, ready to hold it on his right hand.
Immediately, before Deng Hua could react, Shadow's body leaned slightly, and he hit Deng Hua's chest with an elbow.
Even Deng Hua didn't expect Ying He to change his moves in this situation, and he was not bad for a while, he was hit hard in the chest, only to feel that his eyes were dark, and the whole person couldn't help but fall backwards.
The shadow waist exerted force, and the whole person turned over and turned up from the spot, changed the short sword in his left hand to his right hand, and stared at Deng Hua not far away.
Deng Hua over there, also supported the ground with his hand at the moment he fell to the ground, and after a jump, he unloaded his remaining strength, and stood in front of the shadow again panting, but there was still an indescribable feeling of sullenness in his chest, obviously, the elbow blow just now hurt Deng Hua's valve.
The two stood silently, each holding a weapon, their eyes fixed on each other's every movement, so that the surroundings suddenly became quiet.
"Can you still hold on? Or give up resistance! ”
There was no fluctuation in Shadow's eyes, but in his words, he was full of banter and murderous intent.
Looking at Ying's eyes that seemed to have seen through everything and looked at the dead, Deng Hua felt a little unhappy, and snorted coldly, "Hmph, that's not likely." ”
"Then you can try!" Shadow's eyes were cold, and he took a deep breath, and the anger on his body suddenly soared, and that level of anger seemed to be a hurricane blowing in the flat ground, which made people fearful.
After a few breaths, Shadow raised his right hand, only to see a glint in his eyes, and his right hand held a black blade, which suddenly swung out at an extremely fast speed
The black blade in Shadow's hand suddenly trembled rapidly, and then moved slowly, and every time the black blade moved for a minute, it would leave a blade-shaped afterimage in the void, like substance.
Deng Hua over there suddenly felt a slight wind blowing behind him, he subconsciously turned his head, but was horrified to see a shining short blade, stabbing straight into his neck.
Subconsciously turned his head and looked at his empty body, and before he could react, the black shadow assassin stepped forward and unloaded Deng Hua's broken spear with one blade.
Immediately, the black shadow turned around again, and swept across Deng Hua's body with a backhand blow, and then the blade in his hand turned and stabbed straight into Deng Hua's face, the whole process was coherent and smooth, like a cloud of water flowing with peers.
"Poof"
A stream of blood spurted out, and I saw Deng Hua holding his face with his left hand and retreating a few steps, looking at the black shadow standing in front of him in disbelief, which was several times faster than before, as if a black light rushed in front of him.
How... Possible!
Why did this guy suddenly become so much faster?
Don't... He was hiding his strength before?!
Deng Hua's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart was shocked, because in his perception, the killing machine of the shadow was skyrocketing geometrically.
"Poof" was accompanied by a surging spurt of blood, and countless black shadows continued to surge, flashing edges.
"Ahhhhh Sharp and high-pitched screams and roars, blood dripping and flying.
The flesh on Deng Hua's face was very exaggeratedly rolled, especially in the socket of his right eye, there was still a thick juice flowing, flowing from the corner of his eye to his ear, the torn skin, the flesh inside, looked extremely delicate in the blood, the blood that flowed.
With a howl, with a tyrannical aura, the momentum on Deng Hua's body skyrocketed, and a layer of red light outside his body formed a blood-colored giant dog, which was extremely violent.