Facing Hua Xiong's fist, Yun Xian didn't have any superfluous movements, and from the moment he swung his fist, it was destined that there would be no change. Inch by inch, the so-called collapse of the fist, is the collapse of the sky, no matter under any circumstances, there can be no half hesitation, hesitation.

This is a fist that fights for life, and it is one of the most brutal killing moves among the cloud hands, and from the moment it is shot, it is a simple fist that determines either you die or I die. Even if you kill an enemy, you will be seriously injured, because this is a punch that costs the enemy death at the cost of your body.

In reality, if he is not in a desperate situation, Yun Xian will not easily use this trick, with his physical state, he can only use two inch collapse punches in the same time period at most, and the bones of the body will receive contusions in different situations, and at the same time, accompanied by the damage to the internal organs, if it is not treated immediately, it will become a dark injury, affecting a lifetime. If you can't kill your opponent with an inch of collapse, then you don't need to heal it, and the one who dies will become yourself. But this is in the game, Yun Xian has no worries, and the death here, although the cost is huge, is also acceptable!

The prompt sound of the system has long been turned off by Yun Xian, and it has been adjusted to become a prompt for the text of the character panel. He doesn't need the system to give him hints at any time to reflect his character, and he doesn't need the system to explain these things to him. Everyone who practices ancient martial arts is also a master of medical Taoism, even if they can't cure diseases and save people, they can control the situation of their own bodies very clearly.

At this time, he didn't need any superfluous sounds, no superfluous prompts, everything, every pull of muscles, movement of muscles and bones, he felt it very clearly. After this punch, he was dead, and Hua Xiong was definitely uncomfortable.

Yun Xian was originally running for death, and other options, from the moment he ran out, had also disappeared. Every step, every step up, every step down, every figure forward, that time and time again stacked, the power accumulated in the body, urgently needs an outlet to vent it.

threw a fist and hit Hua Xiong's fist.

A series of bone snaps sounded, Yun Xian's left arm snapped in response, and Hua Xiong's fist was only slightly blocked, and after becoming a little slower, it hit again at an extremely fast speed. In the end, it hit Yun Xian's chest, knocking his whole person backwards, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Yun Xian was still smiling at this time, his left arm, like his previous right arm, could not withstand the internal strength, and the conflict with the internal and external forces conflicted, and the bones were broken. And his chest, the ribs were broken a few times, and a few broken bones pierced into the inside of the body, the internal organs that were originally protected.

Yun Xian fell heavily into the puddle, and the muddy water was pressed by his body and splashed around, and the muddy water poured back, drowning a part of his body. The pain, the incomparable pain, every breath was accompanied by a snorting sound, but it didn't breathe in too much air, just kept spitting out blood foam.

Blood spilled from the mouth, nose, and ears.

This time, Yun Xian no longer had the strength to get up, and without the prompts of the system, he now knew that he had fallen into a near-death state. This state is not far from death, the difference is only that last small step, not long. The reason why he is still alive is that the bleeding from those internal organs has not yet reached a certain level, as long as the bleeding is a little more, he will also die.

Death, Yun Xian is actually not a stranger. In reality, I have experienced several life and death crises, and in the game, I have also died several times. But there was no time like the current embarrassment, so painful, every breath, brought a hot pain, the inside of the body was even more messy, for a while, so much pain made him unable to tell which places were injured.

Still, he laughed, even if he was laughing ugly now, worse than crying, he was still laughing. A martial arts practitioner, a descendant of ancient martial arts, will never be afraid, will not be afraid of pain, can fail, can die, but will and spirit will not admit defeat.

What's more, if he loses, they won't lose.

Hua Xiong also vomited a mouthful of blood, he could feel that his chest and abdomen were blocked by something, and he felt very uncomfortable, and this uncomfortable feeling was only relieved after he vomited blood. Watching Yun Xian fly out upside down, he didn't have a half-happy expression, but chuckled in his heart, and his heart was suddenly lifted.

"How could he show up?" This question flashed in Hua Xiong's mind, and after Yun Xian was beaten out by him, what appeared was Lin Doujiu, who was first knocked into the tea shed by him and didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

Hua Xiong didn't know when Lin Doujiu crawled out of the half-collapsed tea shed, and when he went to Yun Xian's side, until now, it appeared in his eyes. Confused, questioned, puzzled, Hua Xiong didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't have time to solve this problem, he felt a life and death crisis.

The long sword held by Lin Doujiu stabbed out, the sword light was obscure, and it shuttled in the rain and went to Hua Xiong's body. Yun Xian was sent flying, flying behind him I don't know how far, I don't know if he was dead or alive, it didn't affect Lin Doujiu's current mood.

In fact, everything was doomed as early as the moment he climbed out of the tea shed and went behind Yun Xian in the heavy rain. There must be one person to sacrifice, to sacrifice oneself in exchange for another person's opportunity.

From the beginning, it was Yun Xian, and now it is also Yun Xian, Lin Doujiu is still the swordsman behind it. It's not because of anything else, but inevitably, Yun Xian is the moment Hua Xiong sees it, so he can only act as the target in front of him.

They lifted their feet together, ran together, and were inseparable. When each footstep fell, it was exactly the same, even the sound of trampling on the muddy water, there was only one sound, mixed together, so that people couldn't distinguish it at all.

There is a little mistake in this, the deviation of a person's footsteps, fast or slow, will become a discordant sound, which will be heard by Hua Xiong. Then at that point, this strategy is useless, and the sneak attack becomes even more ridiculous.

They were two people, overlapping into one person, Lin Doujiu lurked behind Yun Xian, and faintly came to Hua Xiong's approach.

He was a swordsman, not an assassin, but there were similarities between the two. Whether it is a swordsman or an assassin, they are all seizing the opportunity, and in that moment, the most brilliant light bursts out.

Killing, killing enemies, it's all in that square inch.

Lin Doujiu is a swordsman, and the pride of a swordsman has always been on the sword, no matter what kind of enemy he faces, he will draw his sword fearlessly. Lin Doujiu was the same, even if he was hiding behind Yun Xian like an assassin before, when he really came out with his sword, he was not ambiguous at all.

When the Assassin had no chance, he would continue to lurk, waiting for an opportunity, and even the death of his companion would not stop him from waiting. The swordsman is different, no matter what the situation, he will choose to use the sword, whether there is a chance or not, what the swordsman wants is the sword in his hand, and the sword is pointed, all fearless.

In Lin Doujiu's hand is an ordinary iron sword, far from the sharpness of the hanging scissors, and it still has a flash. The sword light that fell bloomed in front of Huaxiong's chest.

Retreat, retreat, retreat.

Hua Xiong retreated, without a weapon in his hand, so he still chose to avoid the edge for the time being. The tip of the sword, like that, was so close to his chest that it would slower and pierce into his chest.

Hanging and hanging, Hua Xiong expected his own strength, but he knew that as long as he was injured, he would also bleed! If the fatal part is stabbed by a long sword, it is still the same life-threatening and will die!

He didn't choose to pick it up with his hands anymore, his hands had already suffered different degrees of sword wounds before, and after a fist fight without half a penny, he didn't dare to make such a bold move easily. Of course, more importantly, Lin Doujiu's swordsmanship is very high, and Hua Xiong has already suffered hardships, so he will not make the previous mistakes.

In Liangzhou, Hua Xiong has also seen a lot of rangers, among whom there are also strong swordsmanship. Hua Xiong killed them, but it didn't take much time at all, it didn't take much effort, and the fighting on the rivers and lakes was far different from the fight on the battlefield.

The simpler it is, the stronger it is, this is the creed that Huaxiong believes in. Battlefield killing, everything, without too many changes, is all about killing the enemy, killing the enemy in the fastest time.

Too much change means a lot of surprises. Originally, Hua Xiong thought that Lin Doujiu was also a Jianghu person, but now, each of his swords is extremely simple and very concise, that is, stabbing, stabbing, stabbing faster!

With each stab of the long sword, the tip of the sword will be slightly deflected, which is the response he made for the previous bare-handed grasp of the sword. It is also so that when it pierces the body again, it can be picked out as quickly as possible, and at the same time, the wound will be expanded, the blood vessels will be cut, and a piece of meat will be removed.

It is precisely because he knows that Hua Xiong is jealous, so he keeps retreating and being suppressed.

It's too simple and too fast, so simple, can or can't, there are only these two choices for Huaxiong. He couldn't, so he stepped back and kept looking for this opportunity, but unfortunately, there was no chance.

On the contrary, Lin Doujiu's sword was getting faster and faster, and each sword followed Hua Xiong closely. Every dodge was in Lin Doujiu's calculations, and he calculated, and the long sword was pointed out, constantly compressing the space that Hua Xiong could dodge.

Sword Fighting!

The sword is like a chess piece, the chess falls and the sword falls, the world is like a chessboard, and the enemy is also a black and white twin fight on the chessboard. This is a completely different kind of swordsmanship, which lies in calculating, constantly calculating, calculating the enemy's choices, calculating the enemy's response and action, and breaking it with a sword.

Lin Doujiu's mind was running at high speed, and the sword in his hand was also falling at the fastest speed, weaving a chessboard, encircling a dilemma, enveloping Huaxiong inside. His expression is not a little slack because he has the upper hand now, in fact, the game of chess he is playing now, don't look at his upper hand, but Hua Xiong has the ability to break the game, and he can completely push the chessboard for him at any time.

The sword is a word. If the strength of the enemy and the enemy does not match, how can we play? If you make a mistake or make a mistake, you will lose everything.

Don't look at the pressure on Huaxiong now, but in fact, the pressure on Lin Doujiu is even greater. Precise calculations turned into clean and neat sword strokes, and it took a while during this period, but in fact, the time given to Lin Doujiu was extremely short.

But in fact, Lin Doujiu didn't want to kill Hua Xiong! Yun Xian before, and now he is just a chess piece on the chess game, a real killer, and it is not only the two of them who decide the direction of the chessboard!

Kong Wu moved, and stepped out, in his eyes, this was an opportunity, an opportunity to kill Hua Xiong. His palms formed a palm print, and the whole person had a sense of holiness, but when the two palms were printed, the murderous intent was awe-inspiring!

"Do you really think you can win?" Hua Xiong suddenly asked, and he stopped retreating.

Caught in the middle, he couldn't advance or retreat, in front of him was Lin Doujiu's sword light, and behind him was Kongwu's palm penetrating killing machine. At this time, he was not half worried, but instead showed a mysterious smile on his face.

His foot stepped down, on a hard object, a corner offset, and flew upright. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the flying sword, and stabbed the same sword towards Lin Doujiu.

With a shrunk pupil, Lin Doujiu directly abandoned the sword and retreated, the sword in Hua Xiong's hand was not other ordinary iron swords, it was a hanging sword. The advantage of the hanging sword, Lin Doujiu knows, when he stands still, if he uses other ordinary iron swords to slash, he will be directly cut in half!

Sure enough, as soon as the iron sword was taken off, the iron sword was cut in two by the hanging scissors sword held by Hua Xiong. The blade, the hilt of the sword that was half-connected to the blade, fell to the ground and plunged into the earth. Lin Doujiu, who lost his long sword, was already equivalent to losing an arm, and his combat effectiveness was sharply reduced.

A swordsman who loses the sword in his hand is already a loss of life!

At this time, Hua Xiong turned around, and the sword body of the hanging scissors shook, and the muddy water on it was splashed out, revealing the sword light. The stab was stabbed, the sword swung in, and the sharp light bloomed in the rain.

Kongwu's falling palms immediately stopped, and in front of him was the hanging scissor sword. Hit down with both palms again, his so-called iron fist is only "iron", not real iron!

When it comes into contact with real iron, the iron fist can't last long. It will be cut off directly along with bones and flesh.

"You've lost." Hua Xiong sneered.

"In fact, you've lost a long time ago, not because I'm here. It's because what you're going to intercept is no longer here. He said.

Hua Xiong is a military general, but he knows what he came here for, naturally, what these people who intercepted him for.

"Really?" Suddenly, another voice appeared from a farther distance.

(End of chapter)