There are two flowers, one on each branch.

In another narrow alley, two figures stood facing each other.

"What do you call it?"

Yan Xiaoguo looked at the person opposite, his expression calm, and then slowly put down the knife.

The long knife was pestle, his palm was pressed down on the hilt, his eyes were already sharp, his five fingers were weak, half open and half closed.

Du Xinwu put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Du Xinwu! ”

Yan Xiaoguo's face was expressionless, "Come to think of it, you also assassinated the Empress Dowager Xi, you can be regarded as a character." ”

Listening to his words with praise and praise, Du Xinwu mentioned it with five eyes, and said strangely: "Listen to Shaobai say that you are his student?" ”

At the mention of Chen Shaobai, Yan Xiaoguo's face couldn't help but smile a little, "He taught me a teacher, what he taught is really interesting, Yan has never dared to forget it one day......"

At this point, he paused, smiled, and turned indifferent, "But he shouldn't have learned from foreigners, the people suffered, the country was humiliated, and the nation was in danger. ”

Du Xinwu's hands fell, "When foreigners enter Beijing, you are the main battle?" ”

Yan Xiaoguo sighed, his five fingers tightened, and he grasped the handle of the knife, "Yes, but because of Master Chen, that person in the palace thinks that I have received a Western-style education and is a student of Master Chen, so he is wary of me everywhere and restrains me, but after all, he failed to show his strength; That's why I've been enduring humiliation all these years in exchange for today's opportunity. ”

The two of them paced slowly, changing their respective directions.

The more Du Xinwu listened, the more curious he became, "Listening to what you said, it seems that you don't take the Manchu court seriously." ”

Yan Xiaoguo was silent for a moment, his eyes trembled, and he said softly: "I have also let it go, but I have seen the capital after the foreigners entered the capital, so I can't put it in...... But I can't help but let go, the ancestors of my Yan family have received the emperor's favor for three generations, and what we learned from the young is 'loyal to the monarch and patriotism, serving the court', can you let it go? ”

He stared at Du Xinwu and coldly spit out the last sentence, "Foreigners are all wolf ambitions, and so are you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the killing machine suddenly began.

The pace of the two of them paused violently, and with a "swish", a scabbard broke through the air, approaching Du Xin's five-sided door.

Du Xinwu's feet swayed left and right, avoiding the moment, the sword light fell on his head, the momentum was heavy, and it was very powerful.

Feeling the cold knife momentum that passed by the skin, Du Xinwu's heart froze, this turned out to be a sword master.

Different from Chen Zhuo's fierce knife technique that is biased towards fighting in the rivers and lakes, this person's knife is calm and heavy, and he is good at suppressing people with power, but it is different from Wang Wu's devastating and decaying momentum, and it is also dexterous, the blade is several inches longer than the average single knife, and the handle of the knife is also a section, which can be held with one hand or both hands.

It turned out to be a bit of the Qi family's knife play, and the knife flickered, and the tip of the knife had reached the bridge of Du Xinwu's nose.

The cold was coming, Du Xinwu was not panicked, his upper body was leaning back, his right foot was clubbed, and his left foot was hooked and kicked, and it was already swept at Yan Xiaoguo's wrist.

The knife momentum slowed down, and the hustle and bustle arose, Du Xinwu single-footed the ground, fell behind his upper body for a moment, suddenly leaned to the right to avoid the center, his right hand touched Yan Xiaoguo's hand holding the knife, and his left hand pressed under his ribs.

Yan Xiaoguo snorted coldly, withdrew the knife in front of him, and held the handle with both hands, only stirring up a terrifying sword light between the two, and the knife momentum had already brought out slash marks on the walls on both sides.

Seeing that Du Xinwu retreated, Yan Xiaoguo's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the blade of the knife kept pressing towards him.

The long knife is like a rainbow, straight to its heart, as fast as electricity.

Du Xinwu changed offense to defense, with one left and one right feet, walking around the arc, jumping like a snake, using Wudang boxing; Mainly grappling, even dipping and grabbing, grasping tendons and pulses, wanting to find the first opportunity.

So fast!

The sword light turned, Du Xinwu turned sideways to dodge, looked at the inches of hair scattered in the air, his eyes were cold and suddenly, he grabbed it with his hand, his five fingers had already grasped the spine of the knife, and his other hand drilled his fist tightly, hitting Yan Xiaoguo's chest.

I don't want Yan Xiaoguo's expression to change, his eyes are fierce and brave, he held the handle of the knife with both hands and shook it, and a burst of explosive force has been transmitted to the blade of the knife.

Du Xinwu frowned, was taken aback, and wanted to dodge, but saw Yan Xiaoguo catch up in a few steps, his legs were like whips, and his legs were violent, not only with the shadow of springing his legs, but also proficient in poking his feet.

In the chaos, Du Xinwu's chest ached, there were two more footprints, and the person had staggered back a few steps, and the corners of his mouth were red.

Sure enough, he is a battle-hardened general, and he is all fighting for his life.

The sword light has come suddenly, faster than before.

Du Xinwu suffered a big loss, his center of gravity was not stable, and the tip of the knife had torn in, bringing out a tingling pain in his chest. When it was extremely dangerous, his left hand was as fast as lightning, as if he could catch the dragon and subdue the tiger, and then buckle the spine of the knife.

Thinking that it was because of the punch he received before, Yan Xiaoguo's face appeared with an abnormal flush, but the killing intent in his eyes rose like fire, and he roared violently against the knife, like a lion and tiger, as if he wanted to penetrate the person in front of him on the spot.

The two of them retreated and entered, flying back in the alley, their feet quickly staggered and rubbing a cloud of dust on the ground.

However, seeing that the end was approaching, Du Xinwu was about to be killed by the wall, he suddenly lifted his eyelids, and his eyes met Yan Xiaoguo's murderous eyes, and the two of them collided in the air.

Looking at those eyes, for no reason, Yan Xiaoguo felt a great crisis in his heart, and before he could react, he suddenly realized that Du Xinwu's dark eyes with black and white were suddenly bursting out with a bright light, and they disappeared in a flash.

It's an extremely rare sighting technique.

Martial arts practice, but essence, qi, and god samadhi.

Like an ordinary master, full of blood and energy, after a long time of fighting, the spirit is naturally condensed, the eyes can be as sharp as a sword, looking at it can capture people's hearts, take people's hearts, so that they have lost their fighting spirit before fighting, and their momentum has lost.

And the art of eyewitnessing is to take this as the root, practice the Shenhua in the eyes, look at the sun and the moon, and condense the extraordinary eyesight, so as to take the enemy.

Yan Xiaoguo is a fierce general on the battlefield, after a long time of killing, he has cultivated an iron-blooded spirit, and his spiritual will is purer than that of ordinary martial artists. But Rao was like this, he was caught off guard and met these eyes, he suddenly seemed to see two suns, and Du Xinwu in front of him was instantly covered by the two balls of light, and he lost his figure.

But only for a moment.

Yan Xiaoguo's heart sank, he stabilized his mind, the strength in his hands was strong, he gritted his teeth, everything in front of him was restored, but the person under the knife was gone.

Suddenly.

A fist, sent straight in, landed on the Tiantu point in the middle of his collarbone.

Du Xinwu's short body jumped, his long fist was like an arrow, he hit it with a blow, retreated with a touch, turned around and strode out, but he thought about the safety of everyone, and he didn't look behind him.

Yan Xiaoguo staggered back, looked at Du Xinwu's back and opened his mouth, his eyes turned red in an instant, and he sat on the ground with his butt against the wall.

After struggling for a moment, his throat squirmed, and he finally opened his mouth, but what came out was not words, but a cloud of blood.

Immediately, his eyes widened, his head tilted, and he was speechless.

……

The fighting on the long street continues.

Zuo Zongsheng held a big knife in his hand, the knife was fierce, quite a bit of Wang Wu's style, but it was also like Chen Zhuo's encounter, this old eunuch had the ability to have foresight, his body was strange and unprovoked, coming and going like the wind, and the three of them had exhausted their strength just by fighting.

What's even more terrifying is that this person is not full of blood and gas, and he is still as thin as a child.

Not only that, but what this person practiced was actually a foreign hard skill, with tough skin and flesh, and a sword that was difficult to hurt, which was simply strong and inhuman.

Zuo Zongsheng, Lin Hei'er and another old man of the White Lotus, now they are all clumsy left and right, not to mention that they can't hit, they can't be injured if they hit, they only have the ability to parry, how can they fight back.

At the time of the bitter war.

An angry-eyed head suddenly flew from the end of the long street.

The old eunuch did not dodge, did not dodge, did not look, as if he had eyes behind him, and his right hand was taken back, and the head was already in his hand.

looked back expressionlessly, looking at the head of the father-in-law surnamed Gao, who did not see any joy or anger, his five fingers shook, and the head in his hand immediately exploded.

Du Xinwu strode from not far away.

At the end of the long street, Chen Zhuo slowly took off his face, spit out blood, and said softly:

"Old thing, your way is over!"