Chapter 140: The Black Sky Society's Intervention

Wang Yue's physical strength is really "too abundant", even if he is seriously injured and bleeding nonstop, his speed is enough to make people frightened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The bullets fired by the three middle-aged men grazed his body every time, landed in the air, and shot into the ground, causing the ground to fly with gravel, but it could not lock his body.

There was a gunshot, and the last bullet almost grazed his scalp and slanted into the ground under his waist and ribs, Wang Yue's body twisted, and his nose suddenly smelled a smell like metal burning, during which the smell of gunpowder was pungent, which made his mind clear, and then the whole person jumped up straight from the ground.

The other party carefully set this trap, ring after ring, only thinking that no matter how powerful Wang Yue was, he could "catch it in one net", so although he still carried a gun, it was only three "revolvers" with a capacity of only six rounds. When Wang Yue was dodging, he kept counting the other party in his heart, and at this time, as soon as the other party's 18 bullets were finished, he immediately stood up.

At the same time, sure enough, there was silence in the alley.

The three middle-aged men glanced at each other, threw their guns down almost at the same time, and the next moment one of them pulled out a dagger from the outside of his thigh, divided left and right, and posed in a triangle, and pounced on Wang Yue.

At the same time, Na Jima, who was standing behind, also turned around and said something, and the thin bodyguard standing behind them immediately rushed out together.

And this person, the pace is flexible, although the person is short, but the running is extremely fast, the distance between him and Wang Yue was originally more than 20 steps, but this person actually stepped past the three killers who started first in front of him, and stopped in front of Wang Yue at once.

The bodyguard who followed Ji Ma was about ten centimeters shorter than Wang Yue, but he had flat head and short hair, and his hands were strangely long, and he seemed to be very thin, but if he looked closely, his forearms were unusually strong, and his wrists were more than a foot long, full of bulging strip muscles, giving people the feeling that his lower arms were thicker than his big arms.

And the fingers of his hands are very slender, although the wrists appear to be thick and abnormal, but the joints are flexible, the person just moved forward, the right hand touched down, and the five fingers were naturally placed on a handguard sword hanging from his waist. As soon as the person fell to the ground, this person stood in front of Wang Yue without saying a word, just such a stand, seven or eight steps away, a sharp breath was actually one step ahead and locked on Wang Yue.

"Is it a sword practitioner?" Wang Yue couldn't help but narrow.

"The Brotherhood of Cybertron has a strange and small fighting technique, never focusing on frontal attacks, and although it has long explosiveness, it is not durable. Either they follow the path of sneaking up and ambushing and assassinating, or they rely on their flexible pace to fight, but have you ever heard of anyone who is good at using a sword? Or is there not only Hima ......who wants to kill me?"

Wang Yue paused slightly at his feet, and then pinched his fingers, making a series of small sounds.

"You're also from the Cybertron Brotherhood?" He had just taken three steps forward, and immediately felt a chill on his face, and a cold aura that covered his whole body suddenly rushed towards him.

Wang Yue turned his eyes and looked at the thin sword on the man's waist, and sure enough, he saw that the man's wrist was hanging, and he had already pulled out the thin sword on his waist for more than three inches.

"I'm sorry, I'm not from the Cybertron Brotherhood, but your death is clearly in the best interests of the majority. Don't blame me, if you want to blame it, blame you Iron Cross for not knowing the times, if you continue to live, many things will deviate from the original track, so you can only die!"

"Remember my name, the person who killed you is me Andy Jaffrey!" Apparently with great confidence in himself, the man named Andy said his name very calmly. Then, with a cold face, he drew the thin sword at his waist.

The movement of his sword was very strange, his five fingers drooped, and the way he held the hilt of the sword was actually held backwards, like holding a one-foot-long dagger, when the blade was unsheathed, it first slowly slid through one minute at a time, followed by a jump in the muscles on the forearm, and the last snap made an instant acceleration, so that the tip of the sword quickly popped out inside the scabbard, making a crisp sound, like a dragon's groan.

"Andy Jaffrey?" Wang Yue frowned slightly, always feeling that this name seemed to be heard by someone somewhere, but he couldn't remember how to think about it. However, in any case, this man should be a real sword master.

His hands were strong and his wrists were flexible and strong, but when he got close and looked carefully, he didn't find any calluses and crust on his hands, which was enough to show that this person must be a long-term sword practitioner. The reason why there are no calluses and crusty is because his swordsmanship has been practiced to the point of extreme skill, and he can use the sword like an arm and fingers, so that the strength and force are condensed and diverged through the riser space between the muscles and the skin, which can naturally activate the aging stratum corneum of the skin and make it fall off.

And if a person can practice the skills of swordsmanship and fighting to this extent, it will take at least twenty years of continuous polishing, and this alone knows that this person is definitely not easy to deal with.

What's more, sword training and hand-to-hand combat are much more dangerous.

The so-called, one inch long and one inch strong, can endure loneliness in this era, and concentrate on sword practice, almost all of them are particularly tenacious people, especially between large schools, there are only a few that specialize in sword practice, and the more impossible it is to be obscure.

Wang Yue looked at Andy in front of him carefully, the other party's age should be about the same as Ji Ma, he looked like he was in his thirties, his face was serious, his expression was solemn, and he put one hand on the sword, and the whole person immediately became cold and solemn.

"Since you're not from the Cybertron Brotherhood, you must be a ...... of the Black Sky. ”

Listening to the other party's words, Wang Yue nodded, looking thoughtful, but before he finished speaking, he only heard a sound of breaking the air, as if a red-hot wire was stretched into a pool ......of clear water.

Sharp and piercing!

Andy Jafre's hand shook the thin sword, stretched it forward, the tip of the sword turned into a silver arc of light, and the backhand of the sword was a stab at Wang Yue's neck. The speed of his attack was abnormally fast, and the tip of the sword quickly cut through the air in front of him, and the thin sword body, which was no more than a finger and a half wide, vibrated more than three hundred times in an instant, and the sound it made was like a large swarm of bees vibrating their wings at the same time.

There was a buzz, and it was just a blink of an eye in front of him.

Western knight swordsmanship, like hand-to-hand combat, has never had too many tricks, and lethality is also based on strength and speed. However, Andy's sword was widely used among the courts of various countries after the Middle Ages, and the gauntlet in front of the hilt was in the shape of a small round shield, and the sword body was no more than three feet long, and the blade was only three inches at the tip of the sword, and then the sword body below was all cylindrical. Although it can also be used for chopping and cutting, it is more conducive to straight stabbing, so this kind of sword has long been called "stabbing sword". It is said that fencing in modern sports was born out of this, but for the safety of the field, fencing eliminated the last point of the blade on the thin sword, and only retained the basic function of the thorn.

Andy's sword was very fast, and the technique was strange, as soon as Wang Yue heard the sound of the sword blade breaking through the air, he saw a line of arc light flickering in front of him, and it only blinked to the side of his neck. Unlike these people I met before, the masters of the Cybertron Brotherhood use daggers, and they all need to match the pace of their feet, get close first and then strike a fatal blow, but Andy's sword is like a punch, and with a flick of the wrist, the tip of the sword comes out, but there is no sign at all before the shot.

Rao is Wang Yue has raised enough vigilance in his heart, but when the matter came, his reaction was still a little slower, and he didn't have time to dodge and retreat, so he had to put his arm to the side and block the railing, as a result, there was a sudden pain on his forearm, as if he had been burned by fire.

The tip of the sword slashed like the wind, and the slender blade immediately bent like a bow, and flicked back, buzzing.

A sword slashed on Wang Yue's arm, Andy's sword seemed to hit a fine steel pillar of the same thickness head-on, not only failed to kill the opponent, but made his thin sword bend suddenly, and then the sword body flicked violently, and all the power was reverberated back, shaking his wrist into a sore heart.

"Good fellow, are you still not human?" After a bad night's sleep, Andy immediately moved, and the whole person took three steps back as fast as the wind, and only after opening the distance did he have a chance to take a closer look at what was going on.

At this time, Wang Yue, who was standing opposite him, slowly withdrew his arm. A pale red mark three or four inches long underneath the tattered sleeves was regaining its original complexion at a speed visible to the naked eye. His sword didn't even cut through Wang Yue's skin!!

"Your sword is a little blunt, and the power is still a little small!Next time you use a snack, let me see how powerful the secret swordsmanship of the Black Sky Academy is?" Wang Yue looked down at the red marks on his forearm slowly turning into a line of white, and when he looked up at Andy again, he suddenly cracked his mouth and laughed twice. The swordsmanship of the Black Sky Academy is strange and insidious, and half of it is inherited from the ancient ranger swordsmanship, and it is this slender stabbing sword with a front end that is opened.

The Black Sky Society and the Iron Cross have always had a vendetta, and there have been a lot of open and secret battles in recent years, but those are just private battles, and they can't be brought up on the table if they are small. Unexpectedly, it was such a training camp promoted by the military that completely made the Black Sky Academy stand on the opposite side of the Iron Cross, and actually took advantage of Jima's incident to send such a master to kill Wang Yue.

Doing so means that it is a bit of a complete tearing of the skin.

Although Wang Yue didn't know Andy Jaffrey, he was seventy or eighty percent sure that this person was from the Black Sky Academy.

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