Chapter 373: Who and the Funeral Flowers
In early spring, it is mostly drizzling.
Even if there is a torrential rain, it comes quickly and goes to get sick.
Tonight's rain, after raging for half an hour, although the rain is a little lighter, it is still not enough.
The fierce fight in the rain has reached a white-hot stage.
Mei Huaijin was tied hand and foot, tied around her neck, and was dying.
It was only by his will, and he held it up with a hanging breath.
His hands were almost unconscious, still tugging back at the two ropes, dying and struggling.
Among the four, the porter's hand and foot kung fu is second only to eggs.
And because of the perennial mixed in the dock to do coolie work to cover up his identity, so he is the most rough and thick-skinned, and the most resistant to fighting.
The masked man effectively targeted it, directly on the three hand-to-hand combat with the three short-handed soldiers.
When one person makes a crocodile scissor, the crocodile scissors will cut wherever the porter's knife goes, which greatly limits the number of ways the porter can attack.
A person has a black iron shield as thick as a chopping board on both arms, which can block the knife with one hand and go out with both hands, in addition to the shield, it can also play the role of crocodile scissors.
The rest of them wore modified knuckles on their hands, and when they landed their fists, the fists that looked like tigers would open their silver teeth and bite into the flesh of their enemies.
Of the three weapons, the knuckle tiger is naturally the most threatening to the porter, while the crocodile scissors are the biggest constraint.
The porter was as clear as a mirror to their playing intentions, and tried not to follow the routine, but as the fight continued, he was finally robbed of the steel knife by the crocodile scissors, and could only respond to the enemy with his bare hands.
Although he can catch wolves and tigers with his bare hands, the mortal body can't help the golden iron weapon after all, and it doesn't take long for dangerous situations to appear.
Like eggs, Xiao Liu, who is also good at swordsmanship, is very good at using fewer enemies to have more enemies, but the other party is only two masked people, which makes him stretched.
Xie Fei never hid his selfishness from the people of Buji Island, and the "Burial Flower Sword Technique" he created, as long as they were willing to learn, he would teach them all.
Xiao Liu is a few years older than the egg, but he can't comprehend the essence of the "Funeral Flower Sword Technique" to the egg, and he has more than enough to learn to watch, but the actual combat is not strong.
Later, Xie Fei combined his multi-purpose characteristics and found the sword book of "Six Swords of the Dragon" for him to practice.
The six swords of the dragon are focused on the sword condensed by qi, and one sword can be divided into five swords to protect the body and resist the enemy at the same time.
As long as the sword practitioner can reasonably distribute the internal breath, each Qi Condensing Sword can achieve eighty percent of the lethality of the actual sword.
Obviously, "Six Swords of the Dragon" is heavy on defense and light on attack, so Xiao Liu has always been able to deal with multiple enemies with ease before.
But this time, one of the two masked men he met disrupted his vision with nine flying claws, and the other bombarded his vital point with a chain mace.
It looks like there are only two of them, but it seems that ten people are working together to test the pressure on Xiaoliu.
Ten attacks followed, and they never interfered with each other, even if there were six "swimming dragons", Xiao Liu also complained bitterly.
If you want to fight back closely, you can't even touch the door.
In this regard, Xiao Liu could only avoid the heavy and try his best to dodge the heavy blow of the mace, but he was inevitably scratched by those flying claws.
If it weren't for the heavy rain that interfered with the casting accuracy of these soft soldiers somewhat, Xiao Liu would have been captured.
Rao is like this, with the loss of essence and blood, the other five qi condensing sword shadows in "Six Swords of the Wandering Dragon" have become more and more dim.
As for the eggs, after a brief encounter at the beginning, they were taken care of by the four masked men.
The two of them were armed with short soldiers and attacked their vital points.
The two called for the long soldiers to prevent him from escaping.
If it weren't for the swiftness and flexibility of the egg, it would be difficult to mediate with the four of them for a long time.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the three brothers, knowing that even if they were in danger, they still didn't forget to buy time for themselves, and his heart was like crying blood.
He was in a hurry more than anyone else, but he had to control his temperament.
Whether he leaves or stays, he can't mess around.
Go, it is the will of the brothers.
Of the four, he is the only one with the best hope of escaping.
As long as the boss can be found, the great revenge can be avenged.
But from now on, he may not be able to feel at ease.
Staying, was his first thought.
He didn't want to take on that pressure.
However, the origin of these masked men is unknown, and if the four of them die here, it is very likely that the boss will not be able to find out the whole story for a year and a half.
It's hard to guarantee that the next target of these people is the boss.
They may not be the big rivals, but what about the people behind them?
Boom!
Just a little distraction, the hundred-pound meteor hammer almost smashed the egg's head into flowers!
The egg that had just avoided the fatal blow had not yet taken a breath, but he saw the meteor hammer only a foot away from him, and all the cones actually shrank into the ball!
Although the egg is young, he can walk on the rivers and lakes since he was a child, and his knowledge is quite extensive.
The egg only felt like it was up and down, completely exposed in front of a hundred and ten cold rays!
His heart was like ashes, and he couldn't help but hold his breath.
I saw a hundred and ten silver rays shoot out from all directions like a torrential wind and rain!
Eggs are inevitable!
At this moment, he calmed down.
A voice in my heart read: Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind, frost and sword are strictly pressing!
Then, the sword moved at will, and he actually stabbed out thirty-six swords at this close distance, in this lightning and stone fire, and shot down all the hidden weapons that were shot!
"Burial Flower Sword Method", the wind sword style, stabbed out thirty-six swords in an instant, and each sword contained the power of stabbing ten swords.
The hundred and ten hidden weapons were also blocked by the three hundred and sixty sword shadows.
At the time of life and death, Egg saved his life with the funeral sword method.
Anyone who sees this move to turn the tide can't help but exclaim in amazement.
However, these masked men are not human.
People have feelings, they don't, they are born cold-blooded killers, they are only trained to kill.
Seeing that the egg blocked this move, the four of them continued to attack him without hesitation!
The egg only had time to take a deep breath before returning to the fight.
Moving his body, he suddenly found that the sword in his hand could no longer be firmly held, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.
Obviously, Shicai's Wind Sword Technique consumed too much of its internal breath.
He regretted it, regretted that he had wasted all his talent in vain all these years, except for the fact that his swordsmanship had not fallen, his cultivation had been stagnant.
As long as he can calm down and spend even half an hour every day to practice internal strength, he may not end up like this today, after all, there are infinite possibilities in the "Burial Flower Sword Method".
He didn't have time to regret it, he told himself whether to leave or stay, and now it was time to make a decision.
At this moment, his eyes happened to see Mei Huaijin's white face and lowered hands.
He's dead?
In an instant, the heart of the egg was like a knife, and its eyes were about to crack!
Blood and tears seemed to float in the night sky.
He couldn't tell if it was his brother's blood splashing in the rain or his own bloodshot eyes.
Then he saw a severed arm fly up in the air and hit the ground.
It was followed by a round head, like a severed arm, flying and falling!
More blood this time!
The eggs were a foot away from them, and their faces were stained.
The blood had no temperature, and the chill seeped through the body.
The heart of the egg also cooled.
It's over?
No.
Mei Huaijin was about to fall.
The ropes that bound him had fallen to the ground.
And his head, his hands, are still there!
It was the masked man who fell!
The rain was noisy, but the eggs could still hear the sound of swords in it.
"Once the spring is full of red and old, the flowers fall and the people die without knowing!"
That's it, Xie Fei is here!
The egg was tightly closed, and his lips had been bitten and bleeding, but he had already cried out in his heart!
The funeral flower sword method, one move and one style are contained in the poem.
The whole set of swordsmanship dance not only does not see the slightest killing intent, but also is picturesque.
Therefore, the sword technique is an extremely slow sword technique, but it does not mean that there are no quick moves in it.
The "Wind Sword Style" that Egg used just now is a fast sword, and the current move "Falling Flower Sword" is also a fast sword.
If you use the "Falling Flower Sword" to the extreme, you can cut through time and space, travel a few feet away in one breath, and attack the enemy's vital points.
The masked man's skills are not weak, but he did not notice the presence of murder behind him, so he was unguarded and removed from his hands and head.
And the person who can do such an extreme is naturally no other, but the "sword ghost" Xie Feier!
At the same time, the night owl that has been hiding in the shadows for a long time is also waiting for an opportunity!