Chapter 950: The Sword Breaks and Defeats (2)
The two women's eyes flashed, and they retreated to the side with great interest, they seemed to be very confident in Jin Chengyin's knife skills, and their eager eyes made people goosebumps one after another, and they almost didn't get two small pennants waving and shaking.
Jin Chengyin took two steps forward from the side, pressed his palm on the handle of the knife on his waist, and jokingly said: "Challenger, you go out first, and when I make the knife, you won't have a chance." ”
Xu Qing was not polite, he stepped out of the Tiankui Divine Wind Step with a move under his feet, and in the next second, he had already rushed to Jin Chengyin, waving the scimitar in his hand and slashing diagonally down according to his left shoulder, the knife was fierce, and the slash came down with a wind sound, like a person struggling to swing a wooden stick.
This level of knife skills is undoubtedly ridiculous in Jin Chengyin's opinion, he turned his head away, and the palm that pressed on the handle of the knife trembled violently twice, and the blazing brilliance of the knife flashed in the dark night, and the knife as fast as thunder and lightning had completed a process from unsheath to sheath. Now he just waited for the challenger on the other side to come out, and the woman behind him cheered.
Laugh at!
Xu Qing felt the talisman on his waist tremble slightly, he knew that he had been stabbed just now, but it was a pity that the other party was too vegetable, and the knife that wanted to cut off his belt did not break the defense at all, the knife was a fast knife, but to distinguish the opponent, Jin Chengyin, who was quite conceited about this knife, estimated that the challenger would carry his pants in the next moment, but what he didn't expect was that the knife was withdrawn The opponent didn't even snort, and the scimitar changed from oblique to sweeping between the palms, and the silver blade drew a crescent-shaped silver arc straight to his waist in the dark night.
Jin Chengyin's expression changed and he retreated sharply, but the scimitar seemed to flash like a shadow, no matter how he avoided it, he always swept it against his waist and eyes, and in shock, he could only throw the long knife into the sheath in his hand down, and use the blade to block the strange blow.
Click!
The silver arc swept through the bamboo scabbard and cut horizontally at the knife without any fancy fancy, and the strange thing was that the knife in Jin Chengyin's hand was not divided into two at all, and only half of the bamboo pipe fell, and there was obviously a small gap the size of a grain of rice on the silver blade.
The Damascus scimitar is also a rare treasure knife, but it did not cause substantial damage when it was cut on Jin Chengyin's knife, and a small gap was almost negligible, and Xu Qing waved his hand and slashed at the gap again, expanding the gap the size of a grain of rice into the size of a pea.
Sou! Jin Chengyin flicked his wrist, and a knife swept from the bottom to the top, the target of the blade was Xu Qing's throat, this stick now understands one thing, he made a big mistake, too light on the enemy, the other party is a real strongman, and he must go all out.
Xu Qing ignored the blade, waved the scimitar in his hand to find the gap in the opponent's blade, and without revealing his true strength, he could cut the weapon in the stick hand in half without revealing his true strength.
Laugh at! Click! The two voices sounded almost at the same time, and the long knife in Kim Sung-yin's hand slashed at the opponent's throat, but he felt a light in his hand, and the half-truncated knife fell vertically to the ground.
Jin Chengyin was completely stunned, his eyes looked fixedly at the long knife that had accompanied him for more than 20 years, his eyes turned from disbelief to consternation, and then froze on the gloom, as a master of the knife, this knife has always been regarded by him as a second life, the knife is in the person, the knife is broken, and now half of his second life is stunned and poked on the mud ground in front of him, and the blade body exudes a cold brilliance.
defeated, there is no suspense, thoroughly, and at the same time he is a little confused in his heart, Jin Chengyin doesn't understand why his hard-working sword skills are so vulnerable?