"Good knives!"

If others were forced by the Feng brothers, they would already be embarrassed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But Yang Zaixing's eyes became greener and greener, and he suddenly giggled; "What kind of knife skills do you two bastards know, are you worthy of such a good knife if you are blindly fancy and selling on the streets? Knife, I want it, I want your life! ”

"Roar!" There was a long howl, but the sound resounded from the dantianchong, which shocked people's ears with pain.

At this time, he picked up another shield in his hand, and instead of retreating, he advanced, and slammed into Feng Changyuan's red blood knife.

Without any suspense, the shield was instantly broken in two pieces by the sharp blade.

Seeing that, the red blood knife was about to slash him in the face.

And the Feng family brothers also had a look of relief on their faces at the same time.

However, at this time, Yang Zaixing suddenly grabbed the edge of the shield that had been divided into two with both hands and closed it towards the middle, and forcibly clamped the red blood knife.

Then with a twist, Feng Changyuan's right hand holding the knife burst into tears, and he was snatched away by others.

In the lightning and fire, the iron cutting knife of Feng Changqing arrived. A cloud of white light wrapped around the enemy's neck.

The good Yang Zaixing didn't have time to change hands at all, so he sandwiched the red blood and knocked it with the handle of the knife, which happened to hit the junction where the old power of the iron chopping knife had exhausted its new strength.

Feng Changqing only felt that his body was out of balance, his body fell, and he sat down.

The iron chopper in his hand pierced deep into the deck.

Cold sweat broke out all over his body: This guy is really the sword king of the south, and my brother's sword skills are not bad, but when he falls under him, he is like a three-year-old child...... Ah, "Chang Yuan! ”

He screamed in an earth-shattering voice.

There was a terrible scene in front of me.

I saw Yang Zaixing elbowing on Feng Changyuan's heart.

It is said that Feng Changyuan is wearing thick iron armor, not to mention a limp, even if he is hit by an iron hammer, his fur will not be damaged. However, he screamed and retreated, his face distorted with pain.

After elbowing back Feng Changyuan, Yang Zaixing lifted the red blood knife and pulled the style, only to see the white light like practice, and the sound of "squeak" was endless: "Wrap your head over your brain, wrap your head over your brain, hehe, look at it, cut, chop, cut, scrape, tease, pierce, stab, split, wrap, squeeze, block, slide." Chop, chop, chop, intercept, pick, tease, vertebrae, piercing, supporting, cutting, wiping, chopping, belting, blocking, sweeping. ”

"Hurry, hurry, you're too slow!"

It's a long story, but it's actually a moment.

In the blink of an eye, there were bloody nail leaves flying in the air.

Yang Zaixing was not in a hurry to kill Feng Changyuan, but kept being sarcastic and teasing him, and cut him to pieces.

"I'll join your mother!" Feng Changqing's eyes were red, and he suddenly pulled out the iron chop, this time, he didn't care what move to use, and he cut it down with a knife when facing the wind.

"Dang!" The two knives intersect and are fixed in mid-air.

A foot suddenly kicked him in the heart.

When he vomited blood and fell to the ground, Feng Changqing still felt inexplicable: Why was I knocked down, impossible, impossible?

"This is decent, the so-called knife technique, no matter how skillful, in the end it is only counted if it is cut to the opponent, the less the action, the faster the better!" Yang Zaixing slashed the faces of the two Shui Yongs with two more knives, and opened his mouth full of human blood: "Give me the other knife too!" ”

easily knocked down a boatload of people, Yang Zaixing was full of spirits and looked at him for a lifetime.

He stretched out his finger and flicked it on the red blood knife, and the "buzzing" sound was endless, and he chanted: "The wind sweeps the lotus leaf and hides the bottom of the leaf, and the window is long to look at the moon." Looking left and right, the jade girl shuttled in all directions. The lion dribbles forward, and the giant python turns around. Left and right high and low butterflies love flowers, turn around and flirt like windmills. Giggles, these knife tricks are bullshit, the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable, I am faster than you, I win. You are slower than me, you die! ”

"Whew!" Before he finished speaking, a large gun pierced like a black line. The moves are simple and majestic, and the momentum is strong and heavy.

In the blink of an eye, it stabbed Yang Zaixing in the chest.

Yang Zaixing has no armor on his body, this shot seems to be extremely powerful, if he is pierced, he is afraid that he will be poked out of a transparent hole.

That's right, it was Wu Tuo, who had been in the middle of the command, who stabbed this shot.

Wu Tuo is low-key, simple and honest. But there is a strength, and he is extremely serious about doing things. When he first asked Yue Yun to teach the Yue family Hebei big gun skills, Yue Xiaoye was not a good-tempered person. felt that this surnamed Wu was too stupid, and he didn't bother to bother, so he only taught him a few tricks of stabbing at the beginning. And he said, Thus a thousand times a day shall be a great thing."

As soon as he said this, Vudat believed it.

After years of practice, a shot at this moment is as fast as lightning, and there is a rumbling wind.

Yang Zaixing is known as the sword god of the south, how can he not recognize the power of this gun. The so-called, big ingenuity does not work. The enemy, the officer who led the team, really got the charm of the three characters in martial arts: heavy, clumsy, and big. If he had suddenly encountered this stab ten years ago, he might have been on his way.

Wu Tuo also thought that this shot that had condensed his spirit and long-term hard practice, and the enemy would not be able to dodge it no matter what.

However, at this time, the knife in Yang Zaixing's right hand was put on the barrel of the gun as soon as it was paired. With a twist of his body, he turned to him.

Then his left fist smashed hard against the heart guard on Wu Tuo's chest with the strength of his waist and legs when his body rotated.

It's just too fast.

"Frozen"

The huge power came through the heart guard, as if it had been hit by a golden gourd and a bone.

Wu Tuo was instantly breathless, and the whole person was also jerked back. The results of his long training were evident at this moment, and as he retreated, he jerked the big gun in his hand and stabbed forward.

Yang Zaixing refused to give up, rubbed his body up, and with a few "smacks" of the red blood knife in his hand, he slashed the big gun into a short stick that was only two feet long.

Seeing that Wu Tuo was about to be taken down by the enemy, Feng Changqing, who had jumped up again, let out a sad and angry shout: "Yang thief, Hugh is rampant. ”

It's still the same as the previous one, blindly seeking speed, and there are no other useless tricks.

Yang Zaixing kicked Wu Tuo away with a light kick, held the iron knife with a horizontal knife, and laughed: "Yes, yes, that's it, this is the real ability to kill." Grandpa is in a good mood today, so he will teach you two hands. If you can really leave alive and remember a certain benefit. ”

With his hand, he actually put the red blood knife on his back and stretched his head forward: "It seems! ”

"Crazy child!" This was already extreme contempt, Feng Changqing's eyes were red, and he was not polite, and he lifted the iron chopping knife and stabbed Yang Zaixing in the face.

A miracle happened, and I didn't see Yang Zaixing make too many moves, he just kept swinging his head, and at the last moment, he could avoid it.

went down more than ten times in a row, but he didn't hurt a single cold hair.

Wu Tuo was almost breathless by the enemy's punch, and rested for a while before he came to his senses. Seeing this amazing scene, my heart suddenly jumped. He knows the martial arts of the Feng Changqing brothers, and he has also studied with them today, and he is also a rare good player in the Sizhou army. Otherwise, it would be impossible to be valued by the lady and become her house slave.

Mrs. is a native of Hebei, her father was invincible in a county back then, and Yue Yun was known as the first in the three armies, so he naturally had a good vision.

But with a good hand like Feng Changqing, the lightning chain stabbing seemed to be cut into the air.

Is this Yang Zaixing still human, the Southern Sword God, yes, this is the real Sword God!

Wu Tuo didn't know that there were no so-called magic skills in this world, some were just hard practice. Of course, innate physical conditions are also needed, which determines the upper limit of a person's martial arts.

If Wang Shen was here at the moment, he would definitely open his mouth wide and shout: "Professional boxer!" ”

Yes, that can only happen to professional fighters.

Before a boxer practices hitting someone, he must first learn to take a beating and learn to dodge.

Zou Shiming, the bantamweight gold medal of the Olympic Games in later generations, once appeared on a Mango TV show, stood still and let several hosts hit him on the head with their fists, and he only flashed when his fists were about to hit him in the face.

As a result, after dozens of punches, he was not even touched by anyone, but the hosts were so tired that they lay down.

If nothing else, this Yang Zaixing also received similar scientific and systematic training to professional boxers, wrestlers, and kickboxers in later generations.

Arrogance, contempt, and indispensable, Yang Zaixing does have such capital.

The spectators are depressed like mountains, the heavens and the earth have been low for a long time, and they have never seen such a master, such a martial art has become extraordinary, at least for the ancients.

The newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and the side angered Wu Tuo.

He came back to his senses, pulled out the golden gourd from his waist with a loud roar, and took a step towards Yang Zaixing's head with a "whew".

This southern sword god did not move, still maintaining the rattle-like movement of his head, but the red blood knife in his right hand seemed to be wielding weakly.

When it came into contact with the golden gourd, it shook suddenly.

"Dang!" With a bang, the sound of gold and jade pierced people's ears and suddenly "buzzed".

Wu Tuo's whole body tensed when he pulled the hammer down, and he suddenly felt as if he had knocked on a thick wall, and the whole person was bounced and sat on the ground.

He was horrified in his heart: This knife surnamed Yang is not fast, but the strength is still like this, isn't this a monster? It's over, it's over, we're all going to die here tonight.

Behind Yang Zaixing, water ghosts swarmed in.

The Sizhou army on the ship has been in a mess, if it weren't for the fact that the water was full of enemies with no way to escape, they could only grit their teeth and fight to the death, but they were afraid that they would have completely dispersed.

"A." Bang.

Wu Tuo subconsciously turned his head to look, but saw Yan Yumeng, who had been shrinking under the side of the ship, picked up a divine arm bow and fired.

It turned out that a water ghost had spotted him, and he strode over with a knife with a cruel smile, intending to cut off the head of the sailor to get credit.

Yan said that Meng was timid, and at this moment he was completely confused, picking up things on the deck and throwing them at the enemy. I don't know if it's his luck, but he accidentally touched a strong crossbow that had been wound.

"Huh" is a loud voice, a arrow.

The power of the Divine Arm Bow was so great, the crossbow arrow entered the enemy's lower abdomen, came out diagonally from the back, and shot towards Yang Zaixing in front.

Yang Zaixing's vision was blocked by that subordinate, and he didn't expect the penetrating power of the Divine Arm Bow to be so strong, and he was hit by an arrow in his left chest. With a muffled snort, he turned over and fell into the water, and disappeared in an instant.