He dismantled the shield, draped the fine scale armor on his body, tied up the skirt armor and shin guards, fastened the shoulder pads to his shoulder, and moved his left arm sharply, although the wound on the back shoulder was still cracking, but the battle was not a problem.

Finally, tie the belt of the bronze beast with a belly guard, a bow and crossbow, a quiver hanging on the left side of the waist, a horizontal knife on the right side of the waist, squat on the ground and hold the pocket with both hands, solemnly and sacredly put it on the head, and reach out to tie the silk belt on the chin.

He tied the Mo knife to the back of his shoulder, and the more than ten iron thistles left in the backpack were wrapped around his waist with a piece of cloth, and he dragged the hemp rope with both hands to slide to the bottom of the tower.

Still walked up to Black Fat, broke the homemade biscuits, mixed them into a water bag, and fed it to drink. He whispered:

"Fat, I'll take you out of this hellish place today, let you eat bean cakes, and grow fat again." Li Siye squatted down, fumbled to take the Mo knife from his back, buried it in the sand, and gently covered it with his hands.

He untied the bow and crossbow at his waist, wound his hands and feet, loaded the crossbow arrows, and half-crouched on the ground and slowly moved forward.

The period before dawn was the darkest, the white star had not yet risen, and the bright moon had sunk into the dark clouds in the west.

He slowed his pace, staring at the dark red embers of the campfire in the distance. His luck is not ordinarily good, and in the middle of the night after the knife man Kan Tong is on duty, of course, the persimmon must be picked up first and pinched.

Kan Tong stood on the ground with a horizontal knife, he had obviously learned the lesson of the last time, and did not rely on anything, but from time to time he would spit out a string of snoring from his throat, and then stagger to his feet, looking back and forth, left and right.

He deliberately avoided the place where Zhang Kuo was sleeping, and made a big circle in a roundabout way, crawling to the ground and slowly crawling forward.

Advancing from this position, the camel squatting on the ground and sleeping was just enough to block part of Kan Tong's view.

The distance is shrinking little by little, fifty steps, forty steps, stopping. He untied the cloth pocket from his waist, scattered the thistles in front of him, and then slowly crouched to his knees, his crossbow arrows in both hands.

Kan Tong suddenly turned around, noticed the figure in the dark, and shouted:

"Duh! Here we go again!" Li Siye knocked on the bowstring, the other party dodged sideways, failed to shoot Zheng Kantong pulled out the horizontal knife from his back and rushed forward, Zhang Kuo turned over from the ground and stood up, lifted the sheep felt on his body, rolled up a puff of dust, and his knife was held in his hand at any time, shining with cold light.

Li Siye threw away the bow and crossbow and took two steps back, Kan Tong pounced on him in great stride, and a muffled laugh came out of his mouth:

"You finally can't help it, try grandpa's knife technique!" His feet jumped up from the ground abruptly, he stood on tiptoe and gasped and grinned, Li Siye saw the opportunity to recoil, and jumped up and swept across with a knife in both hands!

Kan Tong staggered forward like a piece of paper, a streak of blood oozing from his neck, and blood gushed out of his throat just as he opened his mouth.

"Despicable ......" Kan Tong's body fell to the ground with a thud. Zhang Kuo held the ring-headed horizontal knife in one hand, the head of the knife lightly touched the sand on the ground, and walked forward without hurrying forward, he bypassed Kan Tong's corpse without looking at his dead accomplices.

His aura looked very strong, which made Li Siye nervous, and he slowly retreated with the knife in both hands.

"Shrunken turtle, you're finally willing to show your head."

"Each other, each other." Li Siye shot back shortly and quickly, and both of them stared into each other's eyes, so as to discern the other party's murderous intentions, whether they were cowardly, and whether they had an opportunity to take advantage of.

Zhang Kuowu pursed his lips and smiled, and the knife in one hand slashed through the dust. Li Siye asked: "Who asked you to kill me, is it the concubine Yang Wei or Feng Dalun or the people in the palace Zhang Kuo did not answer, the two eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the dark eyes seemed to be a quagmire of death."

He suddenly took a step forward, the blade in his hand was raised, so fast that Li Siye felt that there was only a flash of light in front of him, he hurriedly blocked, his hands were shocked and numb, after the clanging sound, there was a humming sound on the knife surface, and Zhang Kuo's knife was still hanging on the ground, as if it had never moved just now.

This is the real knife technique, just like the knife drawing and slashing demonstrated by Wei Ning, there are no fancy moves, just three words, fast, fast, fast!

In the few months he spent in the East Palace, he practiced swordsmanship with everyone, and although he made rapid progress, there was still a gap between him and these Jianghu people who licked blood with their knives.

Wearing protective gear and holding knives in both hands in the dark room, you can never learn the real horizontal knife, only in the tempering of life and death, can you see the wonderful means realized by blood and sweat.

The master is in the folk, no matter what time it is, Fujiwara Akisuke wants to learn the essence of the horizontal sword, and his trip to the Western Regions is the right one.

Li Siye retreated steadily with his feet, Zhang Kuo's attack did not seem urgent, but as soon as the knife came out, it was lightning and flint, Li Siye could vaguely judge the direction of his blade, but that's all, the counterattack that his arms vibrated was shocked back by Zhang Kuo like lightning.

He retreated all the way to the bottom of the Wind Erosion Stone Tower, and only three swords were slashed along the way, each of which left wounds on his body, which would have been fatal if he hadn't been wearing the finest scale officer's armor.

Zhang Kuo put away his knife and froze, the twitching horizontal flesh on his face was first unprovoked anger, and then showed a contemptuous expression: "Dog officer, I really overestimate you!" Zhang Kuo really didn't expect that he cautiously used a conservative way to chase the prey that had taken a month, and he was just a guy with mediocre knife skills!

Is this the consequence of robustness? In vain four people were injured, and it turned out that this bastard was a rookie! The anger in Zhang Kuo's heart was incomprehensible, he was a dignified desert vulture Zhang Kuo, and he was so embarrassed by a low-end knife hand!

Furious, he burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

"Dog officer, I hacked you alive!" He changed from one hand to two hands, the blade between his eyebrows, and his expression was solemn and cold.

Li Siye hurriedly retreated, raised his hand to block with a horizontal knife, he focused his defense on his neck, as long as his head was not separated, the rest of his body could not be stabbed a few times.

The vulture Zhang Kuo jumped up suddenly, swung the knife and slashed down with the momentum of thunder, Li Siye held the horizontal knife with both hands and suffered this blow hard, but Zhang Kuo's downward slashing force was still not used, the strong oppressive force made him unable to support it, his arm bent down, and the horizontal knife slashed to his shoulder armor.

"Yikes!" Zhang Kuo sank again, and a sharp pain came from his shoulder, and the other party's strength cut through the shoulder armor!

Zhang Kuo pressed his elbow on the back of the knife, dragged it back violently, raised his leg and kicked at Li Siye's belly guard, and Li Siye staggered and dragged the horizontal knife backwards.

Zhang Kuo rushed over, wanting to chop off Li Siye with the final blow. Li Siye staggered backwards with this kick, blood spilled from his shoulders, and suddenly he was under the rock wall, he shook half of his eyes on the ground, suddenly threw away the horizontal knife in his hand, raised his foot and kicked in the dust, and held the long pole with both hands.

He shouted wildly, holding back the strength of his whole body, and even the wound on his shoulder burst out like a spray gun, and he threw an arc with his hands around the Mo knife!

"Kill!" Zhang Kuo, who was speeding up, suddenly looked at him, but the inertia of the forward rush was too late to close, so he had to ...... with a horizontal knife and a hard bar!

Click! Mo Dao spun out another arc! Cha! The horizontal knife breaks! Zhang Kuo's upper body flew out diagonally, dirty blood splashed on the yellow sand, and the lower half of his body was also broken in two from the root of his thigh, and the flesh and blood that turned out were splashed on Li Siye's armor.

He gasped fiercely with his knife, his body was covered in blood, his red eyes looked at the corpse in front of him, his stomach spasmed, and he bent over and vomited with one hand against the wall.

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