Chapter Seventy-Six: Falling Down.
Choke –
The words fell.
Jiang Cang and Zhang Zi made a move at the same time, and suddenly their swords struck each other, and they were set up in one place, and sparks burst into the air.
But when Jiang Cang saw that his short knife was framed, he also slashed forward with the long knife in his left hand, pointing directly at Zhang Zi's chest!
And Zhang Zi pulled the long sword in his right hand, put aside Jiang Cang's short knife and stuck behind his long sword, his left hand became a palm, avoiding the blade and probing forward, and slapped the oncoming long knife blade, 'boom', the two of them retreated half a step, and reopened the weapon posture, or split, or block, and fought together!
It's hard to tell the difference between victory and defeat for a while.
Because of the shape of the Liuhe sword, what is paid attention to is the hand-eye-body method, the speed is not expensive, the body shape and the fixed posture, the low is not expensive or high.
Jiang Cang fought a few blows, and found that this hand of Liuhe Sword was really pulled out by Master Zhang, the sword shadow in the air was virtual and real, and the flowers bloomed, and it was difficult to find out where the sword body was, and where it came from to him.
I can only parry a few moves first, find out his details, and then talk about the lore moves.
Especially with the 'sonorous' sound.
Even if Jiang Cang could find the right opportunity, separated his long sword, and pointed directly at the vital point of his body, he also found that his double knives were attached to the edge of this sword, as if he had been unloaded, like silk entanglement, and before the strength reached the first three percent, his own backhand lore was easily dodged by Zhang Zi.
Just because of the disappointment of this hand, without one or two decades of hard training, the door will not be able to enter.
"Go and call Uncle Shi and Uncle Shi... Jiang Cang has been killed! ”
And with the weapons of the two fighting from time to time, all the disciples nearby saw this scene, and they also raised their feet and left, to call people and report, the purpose was to leave Jiang Cang here!
Because they don't look at it with a very high eye, but when they see that Jiang Cang can fight with his master on a par with him, he knows that the people who came today are fierce enemies, so he can't let the tiger return to the mountain if he says anything!
But it was also when they sent people around to report.
Jiang Cang, who was fighting to the death with Zhang Zi, took Zhang Zi's seventeen swords and one hand, and thought that if he was surrounded by people, he might not be able to leave, but suddenly the short knife in his right hand was in front of his chest, and the long knife in his left hand was slashed forward!
Whew-
With the sound of a gust of wind, Zhang Zi saw this scene, subconsciously on the side of his body, his left leg was pulled back like a big bow, and the soles of his feet stepped on the dragon steps, easily dodging Jiang Cang's long knife, and his own long sword was also a gift, sticking to the side of Jiang Cang's parried short knife, pointing directly at Jiang Cang's heart!
But at the same time.
Jiang Cang suddenly slanted out the short knife, the back of the knife was barbed, one deviation, one turn, although a clear bleeding sword mark was cut on his chest, but with the sound of 'stabbing' steel rubbing, it was also stuck on the edge of his blade, and 'bang' broke his long sword from it!
At the same time, the broken sword is about to fall to the ground.
The four-inch hilt of the sword left in Zhang Zi's hand pierced Jiang Cang's shoulder by half an inch, and Jiang Cang was tightened by muscles.
Jiang Cang also wiped his neck with a long knife.
'Choke'
And as the broken sword fell to the ground, Zhang Zi's eyes opened, his body turned forward, and when he found that he didn't have the strength to pull out the hilt of the sword and stab it into Jiang Cang's heart, he gave up letting go, shook his body, and seemed to ask himself,
“.. Master Jiang.. I martial arts.. Not bad, right?"
"You're losing to a weapon." Jiang Cang shook his shoulders, pulled out the hilt of the broken sword with his free right hand, and threw it next to the broken sword, "When I go back alive, I will toast you." ”
"Good.. I.." Zhang Zi wanted to say something, but blood oozed from his neck, and he looked at Jiang Cang and the nearby disciples, but he couldn't say it anymore.
And it's also at this time.
When the disciples in the martial arts hall saw their master's body fall to the ground, they were also shocked as if the sky had fallen, roaring and howling.
"Master.."
"Kill him.. Kill him.. Avenge Master! ”
With a sound of resentment, all the disciples gritted their teeth, took the weapons they had prepared earlier, and rushed towards Jiang Cang!
But Jiang Cang looked at the wounds on his shoulders and chest, but with knives in both hands, he rushed straight towards the door on the right, preparing to leave here first, so as not to be surrounded by the martial arts people who rushed to learn the news later.
And when Jiang Cang rushed towards the door, his double swords ran through, and these surrounding disciples were not Jiang Cang's opponents at all.
As long as he dared to get close to Jiang Cang at a distance of about one meter, even if Jiang Cang was injured, the double knives poked out like lightning, and with the sound of 'poof', the necks or chests of more than a dozen people were all cut by the double knives, and the bodies that gradually lost their vitality gradually fell to the ground.
Wait until you come to the door of the martial arts hall.
Jiang Cang turned around and looked, and the seventeen disciples were lying on the ground, all silent.
"Seventeen people. Compared to the one in the Moonlit Night Cottage, it is far worse, and I can't keep Jiang Cang in the martial arts hall. Saving lives. ”
Jiang Cang said, looked back at the street again, and saw that next to the stall ten meters away, those disciples were standing up, and several boxers running nearby looked at him with resentment.
"I didn't expect it.." The disciple who sent Jiang Cang's pickles first shook his head, pointed to the stall shop who was a little scared, and sighed: "I said how did you settle the food money, are you afraid that you can't bear to kill me?" ”
"You can go now, too." Jiang Cang cut off some cloth with his knife, wrapped his wounds, looked at the weapon in his hand again, and said to the boxers who gathered nearby: "If you pick up the weapon, there will be no friendship." ”
"Who has a friendship with you?" The disciple asked rhetorically, and then shouted: "I have been with my master for ten years, and I know that fighting in the rivers and lakes is only about life and death!" And you have a grudge against our martial arts, so it's right to kill my master. Then it's not wrong for me to kill you, what kind of friendship are you talking about? Joke! ”
"You're a person who understands." Jiang Cang shook his shoulders and clenched his double knives again, "It's right or wrong." ”
Wow –
As Jiang Cang spoke, his own footsteps slid forward, avoiding a sneak attack of the boxer, and his backhand probed the knife and pierced his neck.
"Murdered!"
For a while, with the blood splashing of 'Yu', the people on the street shouted in horror,
At the same time, the people in front of them gathered their weapons and surrounded them.
The nearby shopkeeper ran away, leaving the breakfast stall behind.
And when Jiang Cang saw them coming, he didn't leave his hand and didn't feel happy for himself, but jumped over from the left side of the six with a short body on the side of the double knife, the long knife cut the neck of the three, and the short knife in his right hand slashed, cutting off the neck of another boxer.
Turning around and leaning two more steps, he plunged through the other person's vest.
'Puff'
The sound of weapons entering the flesh.
Jiang Cang pulled out the long knife with a turn, and with the 'click' bones shattered, the double knife 'sonorous' an attacking sword, and kicked out sideways with a kick, hitting one person's waist.
Suddenly, there was a 'click' sound of bone cracking, and the man's waist collapsed a few inches, and his ribs were broken, piercing his heart and intestines.
At this time, on the somewhat deserted street nearby, there was only the disciple who brought food to him.
It's just that he didn't say anything, but directly rushed towards Jiang Cang with his knife!
"Your knife is not as fast as Jiang Cang." Jiang Cang turned his hand and pulled the knife, bypassing his long sword, and cut a bloody mark from his throat,
"I can't get justice."
Jiang Cang said, as soon as he let go of the short knife, he picked up his corpse and put him on the ground.
He picked up the short knife again, shook the blood of the two knives, walked to the stall where no one was, picked up three white bowls, filled two bowls of rice soup, a stack of pickles, drank a bowl of rice soup by himself, and placed a bowl with pickles next to his corpse.
Whoop -
A few silver dollars were thrown down.
Jiang Cang looked at his injuries, and finally turned around to look at the martial arts hall, hugged his fists and saluted, took out the paper horse, lifted the rope and drove towards the south of the city.
Be prepared to stay calm for a while before the meta energy appears.