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Everyone couldn't wait to see the fight, but the old man walked very slowly, like a scratching bastard.

As the old man walked, he struck the gong in his hand.

When he was halfway there, a man carrying a large knife suddenly came out of the buildings on both sides.

He continued walking, and after walking a few hundred meters, another man with a large knife followed the queue.

By the time the old man reached the entrance of Zuihua Street, there were already four knife-bearers standing behind him.

"It's about to begin!" the crowd immediately lowered their voices, nervously awaiting the fierce battle that followed.

The old man pressed the gong with one hand, his eyes scanning over Xiang Nan's four people (身 shēn), and finally his eyes fell on Xiang Nan's face.

"Are you ready? The old man asked.

Xiang Nan and his three brothers glanced at each other, took off their shirts one after another, and took Shang (body shēn)** out.

The old man was not in a hurry, pointed at Xiang Nan with a finger, and said, "One, two, three, four." ”

"Four people, three knives for one person, six knives for two people, twelve knives for four people, twelve knives for each person. ”

Speaking of this, the old man glanced back at the four knife-bearers, and said unhurriedly: "There is a rule for everything, and it is essential for people on the street to be knifed." ”

"But the person who goes under the knife also has to pay attention to proportion, there are three 'no's', you have to remember clearly. ”

"If you don't cut off the limbs of the person who walks to pick up people, whether it's the head, the arms and legs, or even the fingers, you can't cut off them, and you can't let the person who walks and picks up people lack (body) body parts. ”

"The two do not poke the vital point, the heart, the brain, the lower (yin yīn), the tendons and tendons of the hands, the throat, and the spine are not allowed to be poked. ”

"Three don't want human life, the four of them still have to go to the street, and they can't be hacked to death in the street with twelve knives. ”

The four swordsmen nodded one after another and said, "Old man, remember." ”

The old man smiled slightly and said, "Okay, then let's start." ”

With that, the old man held the gong hammer in his hand and struck the gong with a bang.

The four blademen stepped forward at the same time, raising the giant knife high.

Xiang Nan and the four stood motionless on the spot.

Swish!

Four giant knives fell at the same time, leaving a huge wound on the four people of Xiang Nan (身shēn)!

The knife is smeared with poison, and the poisonous effect is three days, and the wound cannot heal within three days.

The wound left by this knife made Xiang Nan's blood (flesh ròu) turn out, and even the bones were cut into a little.

But according to the rules, the body part of the warrior (body shēn) cannot be cut off, so the bones can be cut, but not broken.

Xiang Nan was stabbed in the back, this knife from the left shoulder to the right (buttocks), the wound was shocking, and blood gushed out at once.

Remnant Yang is a knife in the mouth, from the collarbone to the right crotch, while Lan Tian is a knife in the shoulder, which almost cuts off his entire arm.

The black scythe is a knife in the head, and a knife slashes the chin from the forehead, splitting a face in half.

Blood loss.

Xiang Nan and the four began to lose blood rapidly, but in the process of being stabbed, they could not use their Gang Qi and could not maintain their (body shēn) body strength, so the blood flow would not stop automatically.

The best way is to cut it with twelve knives at once, but the old man's unhurried personality (sex xìng) before has actually made a good preparation at this time.

It's done with a knife.

That damn old bastard was sitting on a Taishi chair on the side of the street, drinking tea unhurriedly.

Xiang Nan and the four of them stood on the spot without changing their faces, but the blood had already flowed down their trouser legs to the ground, converging into a message.

The first serious problem brought about by the massive loss of blood is the weakening of strength.

Dry mouth, quan (body shēn) weakness, dizziness.

Visitors have long heard of walking on the street, but few have actually seen it, and when they see such a cruel scene, they can't help but feel their scalps tingle.

That damn old bastard hasn't even given the order to drop a second stab!

After the old man finished "sipping" the tea one by one, he lazily rang the second gong.

Boom!

The four knife hands slashed the second knife with a brush.

This time, Xiang Nanqian (chest xiōng) was stabbed, Remnant Yang was stabbed in the back, Blue Sky thigh was stabbed, and Black Sickle was stabbed in the stomach.

The blood does not stop, but the body of the warrior can regenerate blood, but now, the speed of blood return can no longer catch up with the speed of blood loss.

Walking the streets, those who can carry the first round are all men.

Someone whispered, "This old man also looks at people, and if he finds a person walking in the street, if there is a little timidity and fear, he will make it doubly difficult." ”

"If he sees the tenacity of the street walker, he will give some benefit. ”

Sure enough, the old man raised his eyes and looked at Xiang Nan and them, and nodded approvingly.

This old man has been using the psychological war, deliberately slowing down the speed, deliberately stabbing this first step, and showing that he can hardly carry it, just to drag you time.

See if you're upset and more fearful.

However, Xiang Nan's four faces did not change, the four of them were not people who were afraid of death, on the contrary, a few of them were people who had been bent on death.

In the face of death, some of them are not timid, at most, they are just regrets.

"Nice, kind of look. The old man nodded, and the third gong sounded with a thud.

The four knives fell, leaving deep wounds on Xiang Nan's four people (body shēn).

At this time, it was only the third sword, and Lan Tian, who had the worst defense in his body, was already panting, but there was not the slightest fear or hesitation in his eyes.

The old man nodded, and knocked again.

He didn't deliberately slow down time to make things difficult for Xiang Nan and them.

After the fourth knife fell, it was followed by the sound of a gong.

Knock, slash.

After slashing eight times in a row, Lan Tian couldn't stand anymore, and the whole person fell in a pool of blood, but he still kept his eyes open and didn't say a word.

He tried several times to get up, but he fell down again and again, and the blood splattered everywhere.

The black sickle was second, his body was shaky, and he was also a little unsteady on his feet.

At this time, Xiang Nan stretched out his right hand to Lan Tian, let Lan Tian grab his elbow and lift him up.

Lan Tian leaned on Xiang Nan's shoulder, gasping, but still silent.

The faces of the four men were as pale as paper.

When the old man saw Xiang Nan's movements, he stopped smiling, and the only thing on his face was respect.

When times of crisis, there are really not many brothers who are willing to lend a helping hand.

The old man nodded, personally brought a cup of tea and handed it to Lan Tian, and said, "Drink it." ”

Lan Tian thanked him, opened his mouth and drank the tea, this tea is real tea, without any spirit grass ingredients.

But at least, it quenches thirst.

The old man nodded, and with a bang, the ninth gong sounded.

A knife fell, and then the gong sounded, and another knife sounded.

After ten slashes, the black sickle couldn't stand anymore, and the whole person fell on his back and lay straight down.

Syllable.

The puddle of blood was splattered into a beautiful red picture.

Remnant Yang stretched out his big hand, pulled the black sickle up, and put one hand around the black sickle's shoulder.

The cold wind was even colder, and the goose feathers and snow flakes were falling, and the puddles of blood on the ground had quickly frozen into red ice.

The four of them stood in the cold wind, Xiang Nan supported the blue sky, and the remnant sun hugged the black sickle.

The scene was silent.

At this time, the mentality of watching (hot rè) trouble gradually decreases, and people's faces show more respect for the strong.

This kind of respect has nothing to do with strength and realm.

"Is it okay. The old man brought a cup of (hot) tea and handed it to Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nan took the teacup, handed it to the black sickle, and said, "Come." ”

The old man nodded, and sounded the eleventh gong.

The eleventh sword is slashed down!

The four people, who were cut off, did not look like they were cut, and their faces were not recognizable as faces, and they could not be recognized as (body shēn). It's like four monsters with blurred blood (flesh).