Ding Shengwu asked the fat man not to use firearms, but he didn't say that he couldn't use hidden weapons, there were ten sleeve arrows in this box, and the power was no worse than a small pistol, Fu Donglai lost an eye like this, and he suddenly lost his direction in pain, and for a while he only kept shouting in the same place, and the slender arrow body was still outside.

Seeing that the opponent had suffered a heavy setback, where would he let go of such an opportunity, he jumped up with a brute roar, like a fierce tiger rushing towards Fudonglai. The other party lost a look, and his combat effectiveness naturally decreased a lot, but this person was also extremely powerful, and he could still fight in a hurry, and the anchor in his hand smashed down according to the fat man below, but this strength and direction had been greatly discounted from before, and the fat man easily dodged this blow, flashed to his left side, and the dagger in his hand waved, and suddenly left a long bloody wound on his left arm.

Ding Shengwu wanted to come over to help, but he was also targeted, the person who came was a man in his thirties, dressed in a black suit, and a one-foot-long short knife in his hand, this person was Zhang Yinan, the first assassination master of Luomen in Taiwan. It is said that this person was originally a special forces retirement, and later moved to South America to join the ranks of mercenaries, and has participated in thirteen international assassination operations, none of which missed, and is known for his calm and deadly.

Sure enough, the first fight between the two ended with a wound on Ding Shengwu's cheek. Ding Shengwu gently wiped the scars on his face, for decades, this is the first time that others have injured themselves, for many years, only he has hurt others, when, others actually began to hurt themselves, just when he was about to have a tough battle, a voice next to him said: "Let me come." ”

Dressed in white, the soft sword in his hand trembled like a silver snake, and the chic swordsman rose to the top, with extraordinary skills and intelligent brains. Seeing that it was him, Ding Shengwu didn't brace hard, and looked behind him and ran in the direction of the fat man.

Zhang Yinan saw that the person who came was a young man but dressed up like this, and asked in a low voice, "Who are you?" ”

The soft sword silver snake shook slightly, and instantly became straight, and with a "hum" sound, it was ready to be unsheathed: "You don't deserve to know!" ”

Feng Qiyun is not arrogant at all when he says this, a person of Zhang Yinan's level is at best a gold medal fighter under the hands of the five major families, and he may be the fourth level in Luomen, and when he meets a person like him who is good at speed, Zhang Yinan is too slow.

Although Zhang Yinan felt that he was fast, a person with a short knife would never be too slow to make a move. In Jin Yong's martial arts world, the highest level of martial arts is: martial arts in the world, only fast and unbreakable! No matter how good the move is, the opponent will have enough time to resolve and find your loopholes.

Zhang Yinan threw himself forward, rolled his body on the ground, and at the same time half-squatted and went straight to the next plate of Feng Qiyun, this move he was nine out of ten, and the hit must be a broken hamstring. It's a pity that what awaits him is a solid kick, and Feng Qiyun has already raised his foot before he swings the knife, and kicks steadily on the opponent's chin. Zhang Yinan's Adam's apple was kicked squarely, and a mouthful of fresh sweetness suddenly surged up, and his neck was thrown back with this kick, and he suddenly lost time to observe his opponent. Taking advantage of this stall, the Silver Snake Soft Sword had already followed, and with a "whoosh" sound, it wrapped his right wrist in a circle.

The soft sword, an uncommon cold weapon, is a representative of the feminine school, soft enough to be used as a belt, wrapping around the opponent's hand, and then pulling it back, which is like holding a knife and cutting a whole circle in the opponent's hand. This result was naturally Zhang Yinan's scream, almost the entire right wrist was cut with a deep wound that could be seen in the bone, and the meridians and blood vessels were all broken, and the short knife in his hand was also unable to hold it anymore, so he could only use his left hand to cover the dead Qiyun.

Feng Qiyun is different from Ye Qiu, she doesn't like to kill, especially when Liu Ruchun told her that she has the intention to kill, so she is even more reluctant to take people's lives. The soft sword in his hand instantly became straight, and he pointed at the other party's throat and said: "Go back to where you came from, and if you dare to step into this place for half a step in the future, you will never be spared." ”

Picking up his short knife, Zhang Yinan took a deep look, and since then, this first assassination master has never appeared in the rivers and lakes again.

Xu Rubei, nicknamed "Warrior Monk", is the Northern Heavenly King of the Four Heavenly Kings. There are a lot of things to say about this person, some people say that he used to be a monk of Shaolin Temple, and Shaolin Temple was not spared during the Cultural Revolution. At first, he was a street performer, and he had a good kung fu, especially the trick he practiced, which was known as invulnerable.

At this time, he had already rubbed five or six people in a row, and he was in the limelight, and Ye Qiu had just cleaned up the two of them. Xu Rubei is a bald head, and there are ring scars on his head, if he had stayed in Shaolin, maybe there would be no tragedy today.

Xu Rubei had a habit when he was fighting, that is, he took off the clothes on his upper body, the muscles of his body were tense, and there were many red marks on the bronze in the sun, which had just been cut with a knife, but only such a faint line was left.

With a clapping of his hands, the horse squatted, and a white crane beckoned to Ye Qiu with its wings. If he Wenxi had died, he wouldn't have been so arrogant.

Empty-handed, Ye Qiu's own cold moon, slammed into the ground, and I will be empty-handed with you!

Xu Rubei smiled, he was laughing at Ye Qiu It seemed that he was too big, even if he was holding a knife, he didn't care, not to mention that you dared to be empty-handed!

On the first kick, Ye Qiu got up first, without being verbose, and after three steps to run, he flew up and only took the opponent's chest. Xu Rubei turned his palm into a fist, his right fist was already in the offensive behind him, and when Ye Qiu's sole came to him, he was hit hard with a punch. If it is an ordinary person, this punch will smash over, and under the hedge of the two forces, the opponent's leg bone will break from the ankle to the patella, as if lightning struck the sole of the foot.

But Ye Qiu is an ordinary person? Obviously not, the warrior monk Xu Rubei only felt that his punch was hitting the stone, starting from his fingers, a sense of pain began to leak back, after the two sides separated, he kept shaking his fists up and down, although there was still a trace of arrogant smile on his mouth, but he was already secretly sighing in his heart that this person should not be underestimated.

Besides, with a calm face, he won't give his opponent a chance to breathe. Then the second kick was a whip kick and a hard kick to the right side of the opponent. Ru Rubei raised his right arm to resist, as long as he blocked this blow, he could send out his left fist and hit Ye Qiu's face directly.

It's a pity that it backfired, Ye Qiu was not very strong, but his strength was so great that Xu Rubei didn't expect it, his right arm hit his ribs straight after this blow, and the violent impact made his internal organs tremble, and the person was also kicked like he moved three steps to the right before stopping slightly.

The third time, it was another whip leg, in the same position, this time Xu Rubei was kicked and moved five steps. The so-called golden bell cover iron cloth shirt is a kind of hard qigong, in fact, he has already done a good job, Ye Qiu's leg may be deformed even if it is kicked on the steel plate, and it is a miracle that he can still stand after being kicked twice in a row.

There was no room for the warrior monk to take a breath, and the fourth time he continued to whip his legs over, this time Xu Rubei couldn't resist it anymore, he was kicked out like a piece of wood and fell to the ground, his right arm had been kicked to the point that he was unconscious, and when he got up, the fifth time immediately followed. This is Xu Rubei shouting: "Stop, why do you keep hitting me in the same position!" ”

Actually, this is Ye Qiu's strategy, aren't you afraid, aren't you copper-skinned and iron-clad? Even if it is a steel plate, hitting the same part continuously will hit it deformingly, let alone a person? It's a pity that Ye Qiu will never argue with his opponent, what he has to do is to completely defeat him.

In the fifth stroke, the strength suddenly increased suddenly, Ye Qiu let out a low roar in his throat, "whoosh" as if the air had been cut through with a kick, and a crisp "click" sound was followed by a "squeak", Xu Rubei's right arm and upper limb had been twisted into ninety degrees, and the right side of his body was kicked into a "concave" shape.

This leg completely crushed the golden bell jar, including the arm, four ribs were broken, Xu Rubei lay on the ground and did not move, when Ye Qiu raised his footsteps and stepped over his head, it basically announced that this mountain attack battle was nearing the end.

Under the attack of Ye Qiu's wind and clouds, the Four Heavenly Kings only took less than five minutes to declare defeat, and the rest were just those who could fight more than ordinary people. Luomen's side is not vegetarian, Ding Zhang's subordinates are all the masters who lick blood on the tip of the knife, the knife in their hands dances like a flower, plus the two old men and the fat man poke around, only about five minutes, except for those lying on the hillside, the rest of the people standing are all Luomen's people.

extinguished this wave, Cha Wenbin also woke up, he woke up quite timely, he couldn't help with this kind of thing, he might have become a little brother's knife ghost, at this time, he was taking the next step up with the support of Concubine Yu, and with him was the old man in white, he was quite appreciative of Qiu and Feng Qiyun said: "Good handsome kung fu, I finally understand why you were able to enter the third floor back then." This is even more remarkable, a woman is not allowed to shave her eyebrows, I don't know which disciple is it? ”

This old man is really powerful, and he can see at a glance that Feng Qiyun is a woman, but the latter obviously doesn't like to see him, so he only hugged his fist slightly and said to Cha Wenbin: "Brother Cha, it's better not to come up, rest more." ”