Choke!

In the recording studio, when Hong Ye strode to attack, a team of police cars had already stopped outside the studio.

Lu Xuanxin, Xiahou Wu, Gao Lao and other police officers got out of the car one after another, and when they saw the panicked actors fleeing from the studio, they immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Ah sir, someone just entered the set to commit murder!"

"One of our actors was wounded by a sword." When the actors saw the police car arrive, the officers each with guns on their waists, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief on their faces.

The tall guy saw that the injured police officer was not lightly injured, and immediately spoke: "Hurry up and send him to the hospital, don't have an accident." ”

The officers didn't expect that the murderer would come so quickly today.

Lu Xuanxin secretly said that it was not good, and immediately asked, "What about the Hongye people?" ”

"In the studio, the murderer is like a madman, and it looks like he is looking for Hong Ye to compete." The director is just Hong Ye is an actor with real kung fu, and he guessed the purpose of sealing in the dojo at that time.

"We rushed in to save people!"

Lu Xuanxin roared and pulled out his gun, and rushed to the door of the studio with a group of guys with guns.

When he came to the gate, Xiahou Wu's ears moved, and he immediately heard the faint sound of sword fighting.

Inside the studio.

Hong Ye's swordsmanship took the lead, and he made seven moves in a row, and all of them were sealed under the cultivation of the moves. At this time, he was taking advantage of the last step, picking up his sword and aiming at the face door of Feng Yu Xiu, and was about to pierce the opponent's skull with a blow.

However, Feng Yuxiu's footsteps slipped, and then Ang sent the sword, and his wrist steadily sent the sword to the opponent's chest.

The skull and heart, the upper and lower stabs.

The two swords are staggered, the picture is instantly frozen, and Hong Ye's Wudang cross sword really plays a cross with the other party in the field.

But Feng Yuxiu's way of playing with the same end is too terrifying. Hong Ye's pupils stared at the other party for a moment, then suddenly drew his long sword and stepped back, giving up a sword. In an instant, his first advantage was gone, and he turned to Feng Yuxiu to counterattack.

Feng Yuxiu showed a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, ding ding, after a crazy counterattack, he steadily stepped on Hong Ye's long sword on the iron rod, and a backhand sword cut a bloody mark behind Hong Ye.

Hong Ye's face was flushed, and he abandoned his sword without saying a word to dodge, and after moving a few steps, he picked up a hollow steel pipe on the ground, and grabbed it in his hand like a sword flying.

And he also used the hollow place in the steel pipe to take advantage of the situation to unload the long sword in the opponent's hand, and smashed it on the opponent's back with a bang, regaining his advantage again.

Feng Yuxiu was hit with a stick, retreated again and again, and suddenly attached himself to the ground, and grabbed a telescopic knife from the ground.

Click, he silently slid out the knife he stretched out, grasped it firmly in his hand, and killed the other party again.

One stick and one knife, one long and one short, one strong and one dangerous, the battle starts again!

Outside the gates.

Lu Xuanxin, the tall guy and other police officers looked stunned when they saw the locked gate.

They didn't expect that the murderer would be so alert, not only driving away all the actors around him, but also blocking the battle scene.

"Director, go and call the director!"

"Is there a way to open the door from the outside?"

At this time, the police officers had been divided into two teams, one team was responsible for surrounding the studio, and the other team was closely following Lu Xuanxin, ready to rush into the recording studio to save people at any time.

The director, who had been guarding the side, was also afraid that something would happen to Hong Ye, and after hearing the police officer's question, he immediately replied: "There is a way, you need to have a spare remote control in the hotel." ”

"In the hotel? Go get it now! ”

Lu Xuanxin yelled, the startled director trembled, and hurriedly turned around and asked the field staff to go to the hotel to get the remote control. He silently followed the officer to see if he had any other questions to help with.

If Hong Ye has an accident on his set, he, the director, may offend many big shots, and his filming career can also be over, so he can't help but be nervous.

"Officer, what now?"

Just when Lu Xuanxin was helpless, Xiahou Wu suddenly raised his head, stepped on the stairs, reflexively rushed onto the roof of a bus, and immediately spread his hands, jumped up, and grabbed the eaves outside the studio.

After another somersault, he stepped on the sloping roof of the studio and rushed to the top with a quick pace.

"I'm going to save people!"

Xiahou Wu's voice echoed in the field, and the police officers looked at each other, all shocked by his skills.

Lu Xuanxin stepped forward with his leather shoes, and finally weighed it, but still didn't jump into the car. Because she doesn't have this kind of skill at all, not only can't she get on the bus, but it is impossible to climb onto the roof of the shed.

The director stood next to him, but his eyes lit up, and he patted his head and said: "There is a vent on the roof of the shed to go in!" ”

"Are there any windows next to it or something?"

"No ......"

Lu Xuanxin's face was depressed, and he glared at the director again, which really made the director feel aggrieved.

However, the director on the set couldn't understand why the "police officer" just now knew that there was a vent on the roof of the studio? Did it just come out? In fact, Xiahou Wu followed the sound of the fight in the arena to judge that there was a small vent on the roof of the shed.

Those crisp Jin Ge sounds are undoubtedly the echoes in the shed, which come from above after resonance. That's why when it falls into his ears, it will appear very clear.

Of course, this is also because Xiahou Wu has practiced martial arts all year round and has a keen sense of five senses. In other words, Lu Xuanxin and the others couldn't even hear, let alone judge the source of the sound.

At this time, after Xiahou Wu arrived at the roof of the shed, he immediately reached out and broke the ventilation panel, and looked down.

I saw Feng Yuxiu and Hong Ye at the bottom, and they didn't know where to hit the sword. Now one is holding a "spear" and the other is holding a "dagger", and the battle has entered a white-hot state.

"Hong Ye has injuries on his body!" Xiahou Wu's eyes narrowed, and he immediately knew the current situation, and Hong Ye had fallen into the disadvantage. In fact, it was a coincidence that the police came, and the time for the two sides to fight definitely did not exceed ten minutes.

In reality, martial artists fight each other, and they feel that it is impossible to fight for three days and three nights like in martial arts. Often after ten or twenty minutes, both sides will be physically exhausted, and finally life and death will be separated.

"Hmph." Feng Yuxiu noticed that there was someone above, but he was not distracted in the slightest. Facing the long stick that Hong Ye stabbed at him, he suddenly seized the opportunity, stepped forward, clasped the stick with one hand, and then turned around again and again, and the knife in his hand killed Hong Ye step by step.

"Boom."

Feng Yuxiu approached Hong Ye's body, and slashed the opponent's wrists, chest, and cheeks several times in a row.

"Da-da-da-da."

Xiahou Wu quickly descended from the roof of the shed along the iron frame, staring at Feng Yuxiu.

At this time, Hong Ye's lower plate was already unstable, and the breath he was holding in his mouth suddenly spit out, and he took a few steps back.

It can be said that if he disperses this breath, it is equivalent to giving away his own life.

Because Feng Yuxiu was keenly aware of his instability when he retreated, he raised the knife in his hand and slashed straight at his neck.

"Let go!"

Xiahou Wu suddenly burst into a shout, fell from the air in front of Feng Yuxiu, and kicked it several meters away.

Whew......

Feng Yuxiu grinded his legs on the ground, and finally leaned in front of an iron armor, raised a knife in his hand, and quietly looked at the person in front of him.

Xiahou Wu held Hong Ye in his arms, stared at the front and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

"Master Xiahou?" Hong Ye came to his senses, sweating profusely, mixed with bloodstains, as if he had walked through the ghost gate and came back.

If Xiahou Wu hadn't appeared just now, I'm afraid he would have been killed by Feng Yuxiu.

Now when Xiahou Wu heard Hong Ye's words, he gently patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to sit down on the side. But Hong Ye did not let his guard down, but slowly walked to the side, picked up a long sword on the ground, put his fingers together again, and raised the sword.

He is actually just a strong crossbow now, and he is very seriously injured, and he does not have much combat power at all. But in this situation in front of you, as long as you don't die, you have to fight with the other party.

Xiahou Wu looked at Feng Yuxiu in front of him, and said secretly in his heart: "The murderous aura is so heavy...... But sure enough, he is a master master. ”

In the true martial arts world, the grandmaster is only an approximate range, and there is no strict measurement standard. It probably refers to the first person of a certain martial arts school, or a master who has been famous for a long time.

In modern society, the strength is often between LV4 and LV5, and you can be called a grandmaster. For example, Hong Ye, such as Mai Rongen, and Master Ryoma, they can all only have a LV4 level, and they can also be called grandmaster masters.

But in ancient societies, the strength of the grandmaster was clearly described in the power of the classics...... It must be its own school, carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, and integrate many genres!

Therefore, in Xiahou Wu and Feng Yuxiu, they are both LV5 level masters, grandmasters in the true sense.

Feng Yuxiu challenged several big masters, but he didn't see a real "grandmaster", and he was actually very depressed. If there was a system that could scan him and find that Hong Ye's level was a little lower than him, maybe he wouldn't come to fight Hong Ye.

However, the appearance of Xiahou Wu instantly made his eyes light up, and he felt that the real opponent had finally appeared.

"Your deep bearing, what's your name."

"Xiahou Wu."

Xiahou Wu bowed his hand slightly, bent down and picked up a small iron rod from the ground, his legs sank, stepped out of his front feet, and began to approach Feng Yuxiu.

If he were a cop, he would be able to pull out his gun and kill him now. It's a pity that it's not, and now there is only one way to catch the other party - knock him down!

"Feng Yuxiu, ask for advice!"

Sealed in the cultivation of the knife and fist, he said this sentence for the second time today.

The next moment, he stepped on the butterfly step, one hand in front, the other behind, and killed the front with a knife.

"Ahh Yes! ”

Xiahou Wu and Hong Ye each held a stick and the other danced a sword, each of them shouted in a low voice, and attacked from the left and right. Feng Yuxiu jumped in the air, jumped over the weapons of the two people, and a monkey turned over and stabbed the knife into Xiahou Wu's neck from behind.

At this time, the huge roar also spread outside the recording studio, Lu Xuanxin pinched a cold sweat, and quickly turned around and said, "Did you get the remote control?" ”

"It's coming!" The director watched a field attendant rushing from below with a remote control and immediately exclaimed.