Chapter 692: The First Battle of the Rookies (1)

With a crisp sound of 'jingle ~', Yu Hanfeng pulled out the saber at his waist and threw it on the ground in front of Yun Qing, which was covered with blood and messy snow stains from repeated trampling.

also used a relaxed tone, and said lightly in his mouth:

"Little Daoist, didn't you say that you know how to use ancestral swordsmanship? Now it's your time to behave.

However, the 'Longquan Sword' that you have in your hand will not be able to find it for you for a while, but my 'Eight-Sided Han Sword' is also a sword, so it shouldn't affect your use. ”

After finishing speaking, he began to gesture with his eyes.

Under such a gesture of eyes, Yun Qing instinctively picked up the eight-sided Han sword on the ground; But in my heart, I greeted Hu Biao and others over and over again.

Because at this moment, the battle in Qiuzi City has basically ended completely.

In addition to the corpses all over the ground, a large number of houses were on fire, and the opponents who could stand seemed to be the only ones left in front of them, surrounded by them in the middle, fighting as trapped beasts.

The above six people are undoubtedly deliberately left to them by Hu Biao and others as opponents to practice actual combat.

Don't talk about it! These six Tibetan warriors were obviously selected, and they were relatively weak.

The weapons mentioned are only simple spears and swords, and there is not even a piece of leather armor on the body, and the body is even thinner.

In terms of age, the old and the young are not the age to fight.

There are even two that seem to have a faint circle of fluff on the corners of their mouths; If it was placed on the modern plane, it would still be in high school, right?

But even so, these people Yunqing didn't dare to despise it at all.

It should be that after understanding that tonight, even if they surrendered, they would inevitably die, and they relied on each other to rely on each other; The eyes of the people who looked at this side were extremely fierce, like beasts from a strange country.

I thought that I was going to kill such a high school student immediately, or to be killed by such a high school student.

For a while, Yun Qing's heart completely forgot the Taoist state of mind of 'quiet and few desires'.

Cursed madly in his heart to get him here, he just couldn't sleep at night and swiped his mobile phone, and looked at those young, or mature 'good women', that is, the female benefactors in the mouths of the masters.

Some twisting and twisting videos, the Dao heart has a slight fluctuation.

Wrong, he must be wrong, but as for punishing him like this?

There are also those Tubo people and Hu people who curse in front of him, and even Hu Biao, who is dead on the street, as well as the old bird of the team, in short, he curses everything.

It's just such a curse, which has no effect in the slightest.

Hu Biao looked at the six Tibetan warriors, first with the eyes of the dead, and then looked around the place.

Then, he said coldly in his mouth:

"Give you a chance to live, as long as one against the other; Whoever kills his opponent will give him a horse and a bag of grain, and let him go.

Of course, you can believe it or not, try to beat me together. ”

Hu Biao's voice fell, and Wolf Qing retold the above words in a string of languages that should be in the modern plane of Uszang.

There should be little difference between the language of the modern plane Uszang and the Tibetan language more than a thousand years ago.

The six Tibetan warriors, after hearing Wolf Qing's translation, couldn't help but glance at each other, and their eyes became more and more fierce.

They clenched the swords in their hands, and after taking seven or eight steps forward, they waited until their opponents came up to fight.

Faced with such a scene, just when Yun Qing was a little undecided, and he didn't know whether to step forward or not, someone next to him moved.

It was a small white face holding a shield in his left hand and a Tang horizontal knife in his right hand.

After letting out a roar that seemed to squeeze all his strength, he rushed out first at an old Tibetan man with some gray hair and a spear in his hand.

Even in this process, Yun Qing obviously saw that his calves and stomach were shaking violently, but when he rushed up, he didn't hesitate at all.

Little White Face's move immediately triggered a chain reaction among the rookies.

Because the next second later, Xiong Da scolded out a sentence in his mouth, 'The surname is Hu, Lao Tzu blesses you to have a son', and he is holding a spear in his hand that should have been picked up.

Completely put on a modern plane, with a rifle with a bayonet, ready to stab, he also found a target and rushed forward.

Almost at the same time, the God of Wealth girl, who was wielding a katana, also rushed out brandishing a katana.

The one who rushed out with his back and pace was so firm, if there was no such sentence in his mouth, 'Cousin must take a good look at it'.

Then the image of this girl is perfect.

It was precisely when I saw that even the God of Wealth, such a sweet girl rushed up, making Yun Qing unable to stand anymore.

With mixed emotions of grief and indignation, after even scolding the same vulgar words of 'Hu Biao, I XX you oo', he also rushed towards a Tibetan warrior who was the age of a high school student, holding the eight-sided Han sword in his hand.

I don't know that the first time people are in a life-and-death struggle, they will feel that everything around them will slow down.

Anyway, from this moment on, except for the Tubo boy with a knife in front of him, Yun Qing had no one else in his eyes, and he couldn't tolerate anyone else......

When there is still a distance of about ten meters from the opponent.

Yunqing's ring finger and little finger are bent and flexed, so that the thumb is pressed against the nail of the two fingers, and the index finger and middle finger are together and straightened; It can be regarded as a starting style of holding a sword with one hand and pinching the sword with the other, such a family heirloom swordsmanship.

This set of 'Cloud Style Thirty-six Swords', although he can't say that he practices as hard as he smells the chickens dancing every day.

But since the age of twelve, it has also been a solo practice for a long time, and every trick can be said to be familiar by heart.

Therefore, when he was five or six meters away from the target, the eight-sided Han sword in his hand danced a beautiful sword flower, and stabbed at the opponent with a sword.

All of the above are all instinctual movements made by Yun Qing after years of swordsmanship practice.

It can be regarded as a more suitable move in the family heirloom swordsmanship: the immortal points the way, and the speed is actually very good.

So when he stabbed this sword, Yun Qing's heart was also faintly relieved, and he had a kind of self-confidence that his buddies had also practiced, and he was not a weak chicken.

It's just that the original sword was originally stabbed at the face of the Tibetan boy.

But after seeing such a young face, the young Dao Chief's heart softened inexplicably, and the direction in which the eight-sided Han sword in his hand stabbed was changed to the right shoulder of the other party holding the long knife.

It's actually an intention to defeat and subdue the other party, rather than kill them.

But after the next second, such a ridiculous thought made Yun Qing even regret his intestines.

Because that Tibetan boy didn't follow the routine at all; It wasn't at all as he expected, after hurriedly letting go of the sword in his hand, he slashed at him.

And then between the two sides, you go back and forth.

In the end, after the Tibetan boy lost a move, he had to throw down the long knife in his hand and admit defeat to himself.

In fact, the young man didn't even look at the sword that stabbed him, let alone get out of the way and dodge; As if he was going to die together, he picked up the long knife in his hand and slashed at Yun Qing's face.

What's even worse is that the knife of the Tubo boy actually looks extremely ugly, but it is direct and extremely fast.

There are even some latecomers who come first, and they want to be the first to cut one of his postures.

Under such a move, the two of them have to separate one life and death, and they will definitely die, but the opponent is only in danger of a shoulder injury.

In the consciousness of Yun Qing's brain, he reacted and knew that he had to dodge quickly; But in such a short period of time, the body was a little disobedient and didn't have time to react in time.

You can't just deflect your head and let it slap on your shoulder.

I could only look at Xue Liang's knife, which was getting closer and closer in front of my eyes......

******

Fortunately, Yun Qing, the young Dao Leader, did not die.

That's because when the sharp blade in the hand of the Tubo boy was only a dozen centimeters away from the door in front of him, Chen Tang, who had been sweeping the formation on the side, made a move.

To be more precise, although Chen Tang, who was in charge of the Yunqing Raid Formation.

When Yun Qing made his move, he actually wanted to pinch a sword trick and dance the movement of a sword flower, and he felt that he had a terrible toothache.

Special! Does this Taoist master think he is making a movie?

Those moves are good-looking, but playing so much in actual combat, isn't it worrying that you won't die fast enough.

However, after Yun Qing stabbed out a sword, the speed of that sword made him silently praise it; For ordinary people, this sword is considered to be a good speed.

As a result, the idea of such appreciation was remembered, and Chen Tang couldn't wait to take it back.

Why? Obviously, he could stab the opponent with a sword, stab the opponent in the face and kill the opponent, but with a movement of the wrist, he changed the target and replaced it with the opponent's shoulder.

Such a move even made Chen Tang, a veteran who participated in the mission for the third time, who was not a senior bird, about to vomit out a mouthful of old blood.

However, depressed in his heart, Chen Tang did not forget his responsibility to take care of this rookie.

Seeing that it was not good, he threw a throwing knife in time.

When the flying knife and the long knife in the hands of the Tibetan boy collided together, an internal force contained on it directly knocked the long knife out of his hand.

Then, the Tubo boy who opened the door wide was stabbed by Yun Qing with a deep wound on his right shoulder.

It can be regarded as allowing Yunqing, a young Taoist, to avoid a fatal crisis.

It's a pity that Chen Tang obviously only needs to make up a flying knife, and he can kill this target cleanly.

But a flying knife was constantly moving on his gloved fingertips, like an obedient swimming fish, but there was no point to continue to beckon a flying knife to completely solve this battle.

In fact, for the current process of the first battle of rookies, the team has long had a tacit understanding:

As long as no one dies or is crippled, no matter how badly or humiliatingly the others are beaten, or even beaten out, it doesn't matter what the law is.

In fact, such a principle of the team, although it is a bit cruel to say, but it also has a lot of truth.

It's just that in this way, Yunqing's situation will soon get better, and it will become extremely bad again.

Because after the Tibetan boy was hit by a sword in his right shoulder, a huge scream came out of his mouth; But while screaming, the whole person still does not retreat but advances.

Like a bull with red eyes, the head of a leather helmet slammed straight into Yun Qing's arms.

At the moment of being hit, Dao Chang, who was 183 centimeters tall like Hu Biao, but had a weight difference of more than 40 catties, felt like he had been hit by a cow, and his thin figure was immediately knocked to the ground.

What's even more depressing is that I don't know what happened to the position of the vest when he fell.

Is it a stone, or something hard.

Anyway, he didn't come up in one breath at the time, and he almost didn't make his eyes dark, so he fainted directly; In the process of falling, the eight-sided Han sword in his hand also came out of his hand and flew five or six steps away.

Then, without waiting for Yun Qing to get up from the ground, he even rolled over to dodge some.

That Tibetan boy is a rich smell mixed with blood, sheep, sweat, etc., which can make people vomit.

After jumping up, he first sat on his lower abdomen, and almost sat out all the food he had eaten half an hour ago.

The reason why Yun Qing didn't spit it out on the spot was not because he forcibly held it back.

But because something worse happened, the moment the other party sat up, he immediately used his left hand to pinch his neck.

The food that poured up from his stomach was choked raw.

Don't look at this Tibetan boy, it looks like he is dark and thin, and he is very malnourished; At present, I still use the left hand, which is relatively weak in normal terms.

But in that left hand, he pinched the back of his neck hard.

The poor young Taoist not only felt that his fragile Adam's apple was about to be pinched; In that situation of not being able to breathe, it was even more indescribably uncomfortable.

But in such a fateful place, the old birds still have no intention of making a move.

That is, the Adam's apple was choked by someone, and even a full byte could not be sent, otherwise Yun Qing would really be scolded at this time.

In short, when I felt the hand on my neck, it was getting tighter and tighter.

Yun Qing felt that he was close to death, and it was closer than ever.

But this is just Yunqing's illusion, in the case of Chen Tang, who was watching: What's the hurry? According to the current posture, it will take at least twenty or thirty seconds for this Dao chief to be strangled to death.

So it's not too late to wait until this guy sticks his tongue out.

What if in this process, Yunqing can still complete the counter-kill? Isn't it a waste of your expression......

So Yun Qing, a young Dao leader, can really fight back?

He didn't know, and he didn't have time to think about it; When a face was a little purple under the lack of oxygen, and there were some hallucinations in front of him, the will to survive in his heart finally made Yun Qing finally explode.

At such a time, his heart finally reached an attitude that he should have on the battlefield:

Except for the instinct to kill the opponent and keep yourself alive, there is no superfluous thought, and everything else is not important.

What high school students, what I can't bear in my heart, all of them are gone.

He waved his fists with both hands, and hit the head and face of the Tibetan boy, one punch, two punches, three punches, and several punches in a row, but after finding that the effect was not great.

With his hands on the ground, he fumbled wildly, trying to grab a useful weapon.

Soon after, his right hand touched a weapon that he didn't know what it was, but by virtue of his feel, it should be a stick with a thick wrist.

The first time he grabbed it, Yun Qing waved it, and smashed it against the head and face of the Tibetan boy, once, twice, three times~

When he hit the first hit, a stream of blood was splashed all over Yunqing's face.

There was even a part of it that splashed into Yun Qing's mouth that was wide open because he wanted to breathe, but Yun Qing couldn't care about it at this moment.

After seven or eight consecutive smashes, the Tibetan boy, whose face was already blurred, finally fell to one side like a wooden stake.

Like a big stone smashed into a pond, it splashed a lot of blood and snow stains, so that Yunqing was all over his body.

It's just that the young Taoist still doesn't care about such a section.

When the neck that is choked by death can breathe heavily.

Like a fish on the shore, the whole person knelt on the ground, and opened his mouth to the maximum, that is, he had never felt that he could breathe freely, such a small thing that is not usually worth mentioning, what a happy thing......

(End of chapter)