Chapter 426: One Inch Short and One Inch Dangerous
In the middle of the building, the viewer only faintly saw a vague phantory figure, heard a sonorous sound, and countless eyeballs were about to roll out, but still saw nothing.
Only a few people saw what was happening, and it was not known how the fat man's sword was unsheathed, and how he could swing this fatal blow with unmistakable precision with his eyes closed.
Sonorous, sonorous!
Then there was a string of sword light flashing in all directions, bursting out with a series of sharp and piercing explosions, sparks and silver stars flying in the air, but seeing the endless clouds, sometimes dodging and slashing, sometimes picking up and chopping, sliding and slashing, volleying and stabbing in the air......
One bright and one dark, long-range attack and close attack, close combat, invisible speed of life and death, a little slow for a second and a half, is bound to splash blood. There were several cuts on Ouyang Wuji's clothes, but fortunately, his skin and flesh had not been injured, and it was hard to imagine how thrilling that series of thrilling fights was like lightning and flint.
The silence returned to the face again, Ouyang Wuji locked the opponent's breath with his qi at the beginning, so he could roughly identify the position of the opponent's movement without using his eyes, although the opponent's move reached a state of silence and silence when he made a move, but the aura on his body would betray his next intention at the first time.
The thin old man didn't realize that the other party had locked his breath, and the so-called stealth secret method was transparent in front of the fat man. The thin old man was trembling at the moment because of the opponent's sword drawing skills, as well as his keen adaptability, he was able to swing his own killer blow with great precision without opening his eyes.
Of course, he didn't expect a single blow to work, otherwise, it would be too boring and unchallenging.
In this round of confrontation, in the thrilling fight like lightning and flint, the two sides exchanged dozens of moves. The thin old man's figure suddenly moved as soon as he touched the ground, and in the blink of an eye, the person soared into the air, as fast as an eagle striking the sky, and instantly appeared on the top of Ouyang Wuji's head, and a little cold star suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes.
Bite!
Ouyang Wuji swung his sword again at a terrifying speed, slashing at the cold star with unmistakable precision, making a crisp sound.
The thin old man seemed to have left his back hand this time, and when the two swords collided, by virtue of this collision, his body quickly approached the opponent's body with a twist and turn, and he picked and slashed and hooked, and the short dagger in his hand stabbed three times in a row, as fast as a poisonous snake spitting out the core
An inch is short and an inch is dangerous, and what is needed to kill with a short blade is to strive to be close to the other party, and only by being entangled can the killing skills be brought into full play, so that the opponent's long blade is greatly restricted.
Usually with a long sword pay attention to a certain distance, between the person and the target must maintain a certain space, only from the beginning to the end of the grasp of this distance space, in order to fully play the power of swordsmanship.
If you are close to the opponent, because of the length of the sword, whether it is stabbing, chopping, cutting, or slashing, it will appear to be tied, and some azimuth angles will basically become difficult to attack to the dead end.
Roar!
The thin old man's lightning-like picks and hooks, and his moves are vicious and deadly, all of which are the dead corners that are difficult to reach by the opponent's long sword, if there is no accident, this fat man is absolutely dead.
Fang was secretly happy in his heart, and suddenly heard a shocking lion roar, the thin old man suddenly felt a shock in his head, his ears buzzed, his whole body was suffocated, his hands and legs suddenly disobeyed, and he even felt very difficult to move.
"Not good!" The thin old man was shocked to find a palm-wide sword, which suddenly rose up from between his two hips, not to mention whether his three consecutive blows of flash stabbing could hit the opponent hard, even if he was lucky, he would inevitably be cut into two pieces by this raised sword. This kind of fighting with one's life is a heroic spirit that looks at death as home.
The old man had already lost his fierce blood, not cowardly, but because he was old and refined, and without thinking, he slid sideways, gave up the killing blow, and quickly drifted away.
The big sword weighing fifty catties, but in the hands of the fat man, it was as light as a weight, and he pulled out a sword flower in the air, and the seemingly clumsy body rushed towards the other party crookedly, the speed seemed to be slow and fast, otherwise the other party would not have time to dodge and dodge. The wrist shook and the sword struck three times, and the momentum shook the sky. Dignified and upright, without any fancy vanity, the sword splits the mountain and cracks the stone.
The thin old man seemed to be intimidated by this sudden outbreak of sky-swallowing momentum, and he didn't dare to take the challenge head-on. The twin daggers were hidden behind their elbows, and their thin figures flickered and moved, intending to break free from the shroud of the opponent's sword. I was shocked to find that it had been firmly locked by an incomparably powerful qi machine, and no matter where it moved, it was a surging sword rush. All the directions were shrouded in the opponent's fierce sword aura, and the so-called phantom speed became a joke at the moment, useless.
The thin old man suddenly leaned over and rushed out, the dagger flashed, penetrating the sword shadow in the sky and suddenly slashed at the opponent's lower legs, Ouyang Wuji was half a minute late when he was surprised, the dagger cut through the trouser tube and even injured the skin of the cortex, and there was a pain in his legs, obviously injured.
The opponent actually squatted close to the ground to counterattack and kill, and the blow was successful, taking advantage of the slight stagnation of the opponent's sword, the double dagger instantly conjured up a piece of brilliance, slashing and cutting obliquely left and right, focusing on the part of the opponent's waist to recognize, and the serial killing was quick and weird.
Limbo microstep!
The fat man's body is like waves, and it seems to be dangerous between ups and downs, but the dagger is always brushing his body closely, and there is always no danger, unscathed.
The thin old man seized the opportunity, his momentum soared, and a strong round of fierce attacks forced the opponent to dodge left and right, and return to the sword to protect himself.
Ouyang Wuji's figure suddenly twisted, and with a swing of the sword, sealing all the daggers from the opponent's violent attack, the dagger in the right hand of the thin old man sank along the sword momentum, flipped from the bottom to the top, and suddenly stabbed at the opponent's shoulder and arm, and the left hand drew a cold light, sweeping towards Ouyang Wuji's right chest from an incredible angle, one move and two styles, very fierce.
The thin old man successfully got close to the opponent again, and knew in his heart that he had the initiative in the battle situation, and he had a seventy-percent victory in his hands.
And this two-style attack and kill, it turned out to be a thin old man's trick to confuse the enemy, the whole body turned at the same time, the body shook like a snake, and the agility rushed to the back of the other party, and the place between the waist of a dagger flying stab, once stabbed, it was bound to be killed.
Unexpectedly, this seemingly killer blow was strangely blocked by the other party, and a big sword that looked wide and thick suddenly bent and turned between the waist and eyes behind him like a jade belt, which happened to be a fatal stab.
The blow was again useless, and a look of surprise flashed across the thin old man's face, and the short dagger in his hand swiped lightly at the same time, swinging away the sword blade that the other party had rebounded from. Then he slashed at the opponent's back and slashed at the back, forming a triangular killing momentum.
The fat man's back seemed to have eyes, and the big sword rolled up like a jade belt, slashing at the opponent's dagger-holding wrist, forcing him to give up the attack.
Seeing this, the thin old man's heart tightened, and he retracted the short sword that had been stabbed, and his body slammed into it, splitting the opponent's counterattack like a snake, and stabbing down with a dagger from top to bottom. The dagger seemed to be like a poisonous snake's wide open mouth suddenly closing, and it was about to pierce the prey's body with its cold fangs.
The shining dagger had almost touched the clothes of the opponent's shoulder and arm, and Twilight felt that his wrist was suddenly whipped by a jade belt, and the dagger that pierced it suddenly lost its bearing, and at the same time found that the wrist was drawn by the opponent's sword body at some point, and the thin old man didn't dare to think about it if it was a sword blade. At the worst, the wrist was splashed with blood, and the worst was cut off by Qi Gen.
A series of kills were as fast as lightning, and both sides were in danger, making a killing move, and the sword was deadly. At this point, the battle can be described as a wave of three stacks, the situation is still unclear, and the number of winners and losers is still in suspense. In the next battle, the two sides will no longer hide and fold, and they will inevitably throw tough cards to fight the final high and low.
The thin old man's eyes became even more gloomy and deep, and the short sword in his hand hooked up with a shake, slashing away the opponent's sword body like lightning, and at the same time, taking advantage of this momentum, he quickly slammed it towards Ouyang Wuji's neck.
Just as the dagger was infinitely close to the opponent's neck, he was shocked to find a dazzling sword blade waiting there, as long as his short dagger slashed, before it touched the neck, he would definitely cut off his wrist with the horizontal blade first, as if he had specially met it.
It's so weird! This dead fat man seems to be able to predict his own attack line in advance, once it may be a coincidence, two times or three times, a fool will not believe it, at least he can be sure that the opponent's combat consciousness and keen adaptability will never lose to himself.
The old man once again depressedly gave up this great opportunity to kill the other party, the short sword in his hand hooked inward, and he turned and rotated in the palm of his hand, between the collision of the two swords, the body shape borrowed strength, the center of gravity of the whole person moved down slightly, and the knees were half squatting, and suddenly the short body ran away, swept two steps, and suddenly stepped out of a large arc under his feet, and the next second, he suddenly appeared on the other side of the other party, and a ghostly light shot straight to the fat man's ribs.
Ouyang Wuji held the sword in his right hand, and his right rib naturally became a dead end, and under normal circumstances, except for dodging, it was impossible to prevent it at all.
However, a strange scene happened again, the big sword unexpectedly appeared in the subcostal part, the dagger instantly clicked on the big sword, and there was a sharp "ding" sound, and a latent force prompted the thin old man's short dagger to swing to the side, which was close to the clothes.
The fat man's big sword flew towards the opponent, forcing the thin old man to quickly retreat, re-distance himself from the opponent, and lose the opportunity to fight closely.
Suddenly opened a distance of more than ten meters, the thin old man stared vigilantly at this simple and clumsy fat man, his eyes narrowed into a slit, his pupils flashed with a deep luster, his footsteps slowly surrounded and moved, and his upper body continued to sway and sway with the short dagger that pointed at the other party.