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Dangdangdang......

Without the hindrance of the crowd, the opponent's degree has obviously improved a lot, and even the six-and-a-half stick, who is the best at fighting with sticks and knives, is now unable to kill with one hit.

With the intersection of knives and sticks, Lin Bochang's face finally changed, and he began to retreat uncontrollably, although Wing Chun boxing is the best at hand-to-hand combat, but in the posture of a six-and-a-half stick street battle on a hard bridge and a hard horse, it is inevitable to take care of the danger of the long knife not stopping to advance.

Jiro Kamifu smiled coldly on his face, seeing that the opponent's strength was really too consumed, and now it was difficult to explode such a terrifying stick shadow as just now, and he couldn't use the sudden force of the bullet to knock down himself who came and went freely.

With the cross-sword sword-style two-knife flow defense, coupled with the smoothness of no one around him, the momentum of the god and the sword that exploded one after another, unconsciously accumulated......

Stampede Tread......

The fast lunge stepped again and again, so that his body could not stop adjusting in the ups and downs, and when he saw the opponent retreating to the end of the alley, the moment when the body was stagnant due to the obstruction of the wall, the god of the two finally burst out of his true strength in an angry shout, and the long knife in his right hand pressed and pushed, unloading the huge force of the bamboo pole, and the Taidao in his left hand followed Lin Bochang's retreat, leaned it against his elbow and pressed down the bamboo pole with his strength, and suddenly rushed forward like lightning two meters......

It seems like a simple two meters, but it is enough to decide life and death at the moment of the master's competition.

Although it is also a two-handed knife, it is a very strange right hand holding a long knife, and the left hand is holding a long knife, so it is a long period of time. They were all regarded as heretics by the Japanese kendo alliance, and were even said by some people with ulterior motives to be gods and evil and evil swords, and not the right way of kendo.

But whether it is the positive two sword flow or the reverse two sword flow, the only thing they can't deny is that although the move of the god to avoid the two sword flow seems to be easy to take care of one or the other, that is, the mind is not single-minded, but in the fierce battle of life and death, the skill of this seemingly crazy and even contrary to common sense trick sword is often above many one sword streams, and because the Taidao held in the left hand can also use the strength of the arm and elbow. Its lethality is above the conventional two-knife stream!

Lin Bochang has no way to retreat. The majestic six-and-a-half stick, when the opponent is in a state of being rushed into close quarters, obviously can no longer cause damage to the enemy......

Anyway, the hands rotated in the opposite direction, and the wrists slammed and shook. The long bamboo pole suddenly bent and flipped like a long snake turning over. At the moment when the long knife in the hand of the god was about to stab in front of Lin Bo's long eyebrows. In an instant, it turned into arc-shaped circles full of elasticity and collapse force, filling the narrow alley to the full......

Bang Bang Bang ......

Bang......

This trick, which is usually used to exercise the power of the long bridge, is like a stroke of genius in this narrow terrain. Not only did he crack the menacing stab of the god and the dragon, but he also kept bouncing the small knife in his hand and crashing away, and when the god and the dragon were angrily inserted into the bamboo pole, the bamboo pole, which was already a dragon without seeing the tail, suddenly seemed to be the finishing touch......

Click......

With that knife piercing, the dark energy in Lin Bochang's hand couldn't help but explode again, twisting the bamboo pole in reverse and making a mistake, interrupting the attempt to close the knife of Shen Fu Erlang, and at the same time twisting the bamboo pole split in the middle again, and following the momentum of violent rotation, it turned into a sharp bamboo knife in the middle part, and shrouded Shen Fu Erlang in it.

Click......

This time, even with a long knife in his hand, Jiro Kamifu was inevitably scraped with blood by the bamboo pole, and the most terrifying thing was that because of the slight hesitation in the action of closing the knife, now the sharp knife was caught on the bamboo pole and kept flying, which made his face pale......

Dangdang......

Holding knives in both hands, Jiro finally escaped safely from the most dangerous bamboo pole strangulation, but his body had become ragged......

"Yaga!"

Jiro screamed in anger, but under the cover of rage, he quickly removed the scabbard from his waist and twisted it at the end of the handle of the long knife......

Click......

The long bamboo pole was split from the middle and turned into a bamboo spear with a broken middle and a beveled tip......

Lin Bochang's eyebrows furrowed slightly, obviously he didn't expect that the assassin-type ronin in front of him would have such a huge contrast.

The reason why he was able to rely on the seemingly uneasy bamboo pole to continuously produce such a powerful and skillful fighting style and killing move, because the six-and-a-half stick was the earliest stick practiced by Liang Erdi with a bamboo pole, which was also specially instructed by Ryazan.

Replaced with the short bamboo spear that has been cut off now, it seems to be more convenient, but in fact, it has caused the combat power to drop by three points.

Between the rise and fall, coupled with the excessive consumption of qi and blood after standing for a long time, the top of Lin Bochang's head was already bursting with whirring heat.

"It's not good, I can't hold my blood and breath, and I'm going to dissipate it in one breath......"

Click......

Shen Fu Erlang, who had changed the long knife, continued to attack and slash in his hand, and with the shaking and concussion of his wrist, the bamboo spear of less than two meters was split again and again, seeing that Lin Bochang was already unavoidable, Shen Fu Erlang unconsciously showed a smug smile on his face......

"Soft mouth swish (kill)!"

The sharp long knife pulled out an arc of light in the air, and then slashed down on the top of Lin Bochang's head in the angry shouts of the god of the two langs......

While......

The fierce long knife slashed obliquely on the tail end of the thick bamboo pole and bounced high, the first time failed to make a contribution, but Lin Bochang swallowed a deep breath, at the moment when Shen Fu Erlang raised the knife and stabbed again, his body flashed left and right and suddenly kicked under the walls on both sides of the alley, and after flying into the air, his arms repeatedly pointed against the wall, and after he stopped in the air for a breath, he turned around like a white ape chasing a star, and fell behind Shen Fu Erlang......

Sou......

A cold light was like lightning, and it suddenly pierced out from under the armpit of Shen Fu Erlang, and its speed was so swift that even Lin Bochang, who was known as a light worker, could not completely avoid it......

Click......

The knife, which condensed all the strength and spirit, not only pierced the tail end of the thick bamboo pole, but even pierced Lin Bochang's heart through the bamboo pole......

At that moment when the cold star flew, Lin Bochang moved with all his strength. The whole body suddenly moved like a rabbit, first throwing the rod, and then dodging to pick up the stick, and so on until he raised his arm and the moment the long knife went straight in, both hands also firmly held the front section of the bamboo pole that was split before, out of the six and a half stick of the most exercise of wrist strength, arm strength and eyesight nail trick......

'Lights out'

Burst......

The voices that appeared almost simultaneously one after the other almost became the sound of the silent alley, and even if Jiro Kamifu gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, it still couldn't resist the sharp bamboo pole that suddenly pierced his throat......

Jiro abandoned the knife and struggled to put his palm on his pierced throat. It was as if it would allow him to breathe smoothly again.

This ronin swordsman known in Japan as the Hundred Demon Slash. He had imagined countless times what kind of scene he would be like when he died, but he never imagined that he would die in the land of Qingguo, which made him even more unwilling and crazy. The murder weapon turned out to be so rude and crude. Not a bit of bushido spirit can be set off on the clothes pole......

God saved Erlang from falling on his back with a puff. Looking at the blue sky, I suddenly felt that the haze and murderous aura in my heart over the years had drifted away little by little with the blood in my body......

He raised his head with effort. Still slipping down from tears little by little, "Miyamoto, I'll ...... I'm with you...... Sakurako ...... What are you...... Are you alright......"

Lin Bochang's upper body was weak, and he leaned against the wall with some difficulty, and the sharp long knife still stabbed out until the shoulder socket could not stop until he penetrated the elbow muscles, "The dog and the day are dying and bite grandpa ......"

Panting and scolding, Lin Bochang endured the bursts of black light in front of him, and tried to forcibly swallow his breath again, but before he could slightly shake the qi and blood in his chest and abdomen, another mouthful of blood spurted out......

"Such a strong knife strength and technique, although this little devil is disgusting, the killing moves in the knife technique are almost ......"

Shaking his body and barely calming his qi and blood, Lin Bochang picked up the bamboo pole with one hand and bracled it on the ground, jumped his body high in the air with his strength, and then supported the bamboo pole diagonally on the walls at both ends of the alley, and with the strength of his feet on the wall continuously, he turned over the wall......

Whew......

With a long exhale, Lin Bochang's body was bleeding again......

"Catch that traitor, and it's the Lord of the East who fell over there......"

A sudden shout came from the alley behind him, Lin Bochang didn't look back, but he also heard that it should be the eagle dog of the Qing court, took a deep breath, and staggered a little towards the alley where Du Xinwu and the others left, and waited until a few turns before he had time to curse in a low voice......

"These gangs have no guts to ......"

At the other end of the alley, Wang Yaqiao, who had just arrived, also scolded in his heart, but it was better not to be entangled with this rabble, of course, it was better to carefully cover up the traces for Lin Bochang and the others, and finally completed half of the task, just thinking about the person he had just met, he was still a little scared in his heart......

"I'm afraid that person's kung fu is even more powerful than that of the instructor......"

"I haven't seen you for more than a year, Senior Brother Gong has been doing well recently, that kid is a registered apprentice of Senior Brother, and I want to thank Senior Brother for his mercy......"

Gong Baotian, the last court guard leader of the Qing Dynasty, is also the first person of the three generations of Bagua Gate, and has always been the same as Xingyi Gate.

Looking at Yang Meng, who was smiling evilly, a wry smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Senior brother's kung fu is becoming more and more handsome now, although that kid has learned a little nondescript, but looking at the few vicious moves he played, I guessed that it was probably the national art you created a few days ago, I don't want to really see my junior brother in this kind of place......"

The smile on Yang Meng's face gradually dissipated, and he hugged his fists at Gong Baotian and said: "The Qing court is at the end of the road, Cixi and Guangxu are running out of time, senior brother is a smart person, why not retreat bravely and return to the hidden township or martial arts as soon as possible, and talk about boxing and martial arts with the junior disciples, and strengthen the country with national arts......

Gong Baotian nodded, his face was a little bitter, "I don't know that the Qing court is now in decline, but the emperor is different from Cixi, he still has a heart for the country, and he has the grace of knowing me, and now I am trapped in Yingtai, how can I bear to withdraw and retreat......"

Yang Meng was a little surprised, but he took it for granted, and after thinking for a while, he walked to Gong Baotian's side and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, doesn't he still have the intention of rescuing Guangxu?" (To be continued!)