Chapter 4: Hell
The rain was falling rapidly, and the raindrops hit the branches and leaves to make a fine sound of rustling rain. There was also thunder rolling in the thick clouds.
In this environment, Yuan Hu's words were softer, but they were louder than thunder in the sky, and Brother Feng, Wei Yu and the others were shocked.
Several people looked at Yuan Hu together, their faces were hideous, and they were a little nervous with indescribable nervousness.
Brother Feng was also stunned for a moment, he held the umbrella handle and sneered: "Do you still want to fight back?" Okay, let me see what the second senior brother of the Sword Pavilion has to do with sweeping the floor. ”
He scolded Wei Yu beside Yuan Hu again: "What the hell are you waiting for, do it." ”
Wei Yu hesitated, his face showed a hint of fierceness, and he pulled out the short sword pinned to his belt with his backhand, and stabbed Yuan Hu's vest with a sharp step.
He has been practicing Yue Sword for more than ten years, and although it is the first time he shoots to kill, he is ruthless, accurate and fast.
The cold light shining sword blade "snorted" and sank straight into Yuan Hu's vest. The tip of Leng Sen's sword even came out of Yuan Hu's chest.
The blade of the sword is particularly sluggish when piercing through the flesh, as if it were piercing solid wood. When the flesh is pierced, the stabbing blow becomes smooth and fluid.
Wei Yu was also shocked in his heart, Yuan Hu seemed to have practiced some horizontal kung fu, and his skin and flesh were tougher than the old cowhide. If he hadn't used all his strength with this sword, it would probably not have been able to pierce Yuan Hu's flesh and skin.
However, no amount of horizontal training can stop the blade of the hundred refined steel. Especially with the development of modern metallurgy, the blade of the sword can easily pierce heavy armor.
Yuan Hu is useless even if he has horizontal practice, and he still can't stop him from swinging his sword.
As a martial artist, this powerful feeling of controlling the life and death of others also made Wei Yu a little intoxicated.
Wei Yu thought to herself: "No wonder many people like to kill. ”
Seeing the tip of the sword exposed in Yuan Hu's heart, Brother Feng, who was tense and ready to make a move, also breathed a sigh of relief.
He has killed many people, and his eyes are vicious. Just by looking at the position of the tip of the sword, he concluded that Yuan Hu was a sword in his heart and would definitely die.
Brother Feng couldn't help but be a little funny, this Yuan Hu is really abnormal, he has no ability and likes to be a fool. Before you die, you have to pretend to be forced.
Yuan Hu was also looking down at the tip of the sword that came out of his chest, and he even touched the sharp blade with his hand, he frowned and said, "It hurts a little." ”
With his martial arts, it is not difficult to avoid Wei Yu's sword. But in order to test the doppelganger technique, he still took this sword.
The blade of the sword pierced through the heart, and the intense colic was unusually stimulating. If it weren't for his super mental strength, he would have fainted directly from this sharp pain.
The heart is the central engine of the body, and the heart was hit hard, Yuan Hu's whole body became weak, and the blood was lost rapidly. In this state, even if you remain sane, it is difficult to fight back effectively.
Yuan Hu had a strong spiritual power, sensing all kinds of subtle changes in his body after being severely injured. This also made him feel that the human body is really fragile.
He practiced the Iron Tiger Fist to the fifth level of the master, which can be called steel and iron bones. In the face of the short sword, it is still vulnerable. If it is against a hot weapon, this martial art is even less worth mentioning.
Fortunately, he was wise and refined a god-level clone technique. This is the right to play with people. to be qualified to establish a foothold in this transcendent world.
Yuan Hu no longer hesitated when he thought of this, and mustered up the remaining strength to roll his legs and kick back.
This leg is the tiger tail leg in the ghost tiger fist, and the tiger tail is like a soft whip. Yuan Hu's right leg flicked back, fast and treacherous, and Wei Yu didn't notice it.
Yuan Hu's upside-down toes were pumping under Wei Yu's crotch, and the power of the leg flick matched the source force, and the power of this kick was very terrifying.
Wei Yu was kicked and flew up more than a foot high, and all the tissues under his crotch were shattered. This leg is fierce and powerful, shaking the intestines, stomach and other organs.
Wei Yu screamed, his eyes turned black, and he fell directly to the ground without a sound.
The sudden change also frightened the others. No one expected that Yuan Hu, who had a sword in his heart, still had the power to fight back.
Brother Feng reacted the fastest, the black umbrella in his hand was closed, and he took a few steps in front of Yuan Hu, and the black umbrella stabbed Yuan Hu in the chest like a gun.
The distance between Yuan Hu and Brother Feng was only six or seven meters, and Brother Feng almost instantly pounced in front of Yuan Hu. The stingy black umbrella is also very imposing.
Yuan Hu mustered up his remaining strength, his hands were as soft as a snake sliding out of the handcuffs, and then his palms were bent like claws, and he grabbed the black umbrella that stabbed him.
He practiced the Five Tiger Fist to the top of the master, with strong strength and agile movements. Although he is in a state of heavy damage, Brother Feng is not qualified to compete with him in strength.
As soon as he grabbed the black umbrella, he would not allow Brother Feng to take it back.
Brother Feng tried it, but he felt that the black umbrella seemed to be welded to death in the opponent's hand, and he didn't move.
He also immediately gave up the idea of grabbing the umbrella, and the thumb of his right hand holding the handle of the umbrella pressed the tension spring, and pulled out a three-foot thin sword from the handle of the umbrella.
Brother Feng picked up his sword and stabbed Yuan Hu in the throat.
At such a close distance, it would be a waste of time to play any tricks. A direct sword stab is the best attack.
Brother Feng went from being frustrated to drawing his sword and sneaking attack, almost in one go. His swordsmanship was also fierce and vicious, and the blade of the sword had already reached his throat in a flash of cold light.
Yuan Hu actually doesn't have much actual combat experience, he has done several big things with Qin Feng, but he has done it all hands. There is very little experience in actual combat.
When Brother Feng's sword was not drawn, he sensed that something was wrong. But in this physical state, he can't react effectively.
Yuan Hu could only use his left hand to grab the stabbing sword. He made a prediction in advance, and grabbed the blade of the rapier with one hand.
The thin sword is less than an inch wide, as light and thin as paper, although Yuan Hu's strength is great, he has nowhere to exert his strength.
Brother Feng was not afraid of Yuan Hu's grasp, as soon as he raised his thin sword, the blade of the sword broke away from Yuan Hu's grasp and stabbed straight into his throat. The slender blade of the sword revealed a long section on the back of Yuan Hu's neck.
As soon as the sword was successful, Yuan Hu's body shook, and all his movements came to a standstill.
Brother Feng sneered silently, and he was about to turn his wrist and slash his sword to completely kill this scourge.
Yuan Hu suddenly moved, his hands were bent like claws, and he slammed into Brother Feng's ribs.
This change was too sudden, Brother Feng didn't expect Yuan Hu to be so fierce. What's even more terrifying is that his cervical vertebrae were stabbed off by a sword, and he can also launch a ferocious counterattack.
Brother Feng hurriedly threw his sword and retreated, while inhaling and tightening his chest, trying to avoid Yuan Hu's claws. But Yuan Hu has been calculating for a long time, how can he allow the other party to dodge.
The fierce tiger claws were slammed into Brother Feng's ribs, and in the sound of fine bones breaking, Brother Feng's ribs collapsed and deformed, and the whole person staggered back, with a fierce face as pale as paper.
Yuan Hu used all his strength with this blow, and he was unable to pursue it anymore. He could only barely stand there, looking at Brother Feng with puzzled eyes.
With the strength of his iron tiger claws, his claws should be able to easily pierce the opponent's ribs and clean his internal organs.
But his fierce tiger claws failed to scratch the other party's clothes. It's weird and unusual.
Brother Feng seemed to understand Yuan Hu's puzzlement, he lifted his clothes to reveal the black stab-proof armor inside, "Dragon scale seven-type stab-proof armor can even resist rifle fire." It's normal that you can't scratch it. ”
He said with some sighs: "The rivers and lakes are dangerous, be prepared." Today I escaped. ”
Brother Feng said to Yuan Hu again: "I'm not your opponent in a head-on fight, you are very powerful." Unfortunately, this is not a joust. You can die in peace. ”
All of Yuan Hu's vitality burst out, and no matter how strong his spirit was, he couldn't support his lifeless body.
He still had a sword stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word. He smiled at Brother Feng and said silently, "I'll be back." ”
Yuan Hu was seriously injured, no matter how you look at it, he will definitely die. He was just smiling, his mouth still talking.
This scene was extremely weird and terrifying, Brother Feng and several people in black were all covered in hair, staring at Yuan Hu deadly, for fear that he would really jump up again.
Fortunately, such a supernatural thing did not happen, Yuan Hu's body shook a little, and he fell down on his back, without any breath.
At this time, Brother Feng and the three black-clothed people breathed a sigh of relief.
Just now, Yuan Hu suddenly broke out, killed Wei Yu, and seriously injured Brother Feng, the whole process only took a few seconds, and they all had time to react.
Yuan Hu's ferocity also frightened the three of them. They had killed many people, but it was the first time they had seen such ferocity.
A man in black carefully examined Yuan Hu, turned to Brother Feng and said, "He's dead." ”
Another man in black checked Wei Yu and said with disappointment, "Brother Feng, Wei Yu is also dead." What to do?"
Wei Yu is their internal response, without Wei Yu, the affairs of the Yue Sword Pavilion will be difficult to operate.
Brother Feng covered his ribs and panted softly, his two ribs were broken at least ten, if it weren't for the stab-proof armor, he would have died this time.
Now he can't breathe anymore, and he doesn't have the energy to think too much.
"It's useless when it's dead, chop it up and bury it. ”
Brother Feng coldly explained that Wei Yu's death was an accident, although it had some impact, it would not affect the overall situation.
As for why it is shredded, broken limbs are more likely to be eroded and digested by the source force. It wasn't that he was deliberately murderous.
Brother Feng thought for a while and said, "Search Yuan Hu's body carefully, this guy is deeply hidden, and he must be hiding a lot of secrets." ”
"You want to know my secret, you ask. ”
As soon as Brother Feng finished speaking, someone behind him answered. That lazy voice sounds very familiar.
Brother Feng was excited, and his body immediately stiffened there, and he didn't dare to move.
The other three men in black also looked behind Brother Feng together. When they saw the man clearly, all three of them were horrified, as if they had seen a ghost.