Chapter 151: Western Swordsmanship and Fighting Qi
Ye Huiyun dragged Chang Wei away, "That's Chang Wei's subordinate, the famous second general of Humm, you are not their opponent." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info And Senior Brother Dongfang is not dead, Chang Wei is an official of the imperial court will not kill people indiscriminately, and he may be able to rescue him in the future. ā
Chang Wei was pretending, so he calmed down and watched the battle on the shore according to the side of the ship.
The two strong men picked up the big sword with both hands, and every time the sword went down, the disciples of the Earth Gate flew flesh and blood, screaming and falling to the ground, like a meat grinder, constantly harvesting fresh life, and after a while, it was already full of stumps and broken bodies, and there was blood everywhere.
"The two-handed big sword is not something that ordinary people can compete with!" Chang Wei's shadow flashed in his mind, "These two Franc machine people are very strong." ā
Master Ning and Ye Huiyun's master looked sad and angry, and wanted to rush over to rescue, but they were blocked by four thin stabbing swords, and they had no choice but to deal with the two blonde people first.
The two of them were thin and agile, and their extremely long arms made the thin stabbing swords in their hands move like poisonous snakes, without giving each other any respite.
Holding a few moves, Ning Shibo was secretly anxious, shouted suddenly, jumped into the air, and slashed down with the sword in his hand with the sound of the wind, forcing the opponent to fight to the death with him.
"Stupid!" Chang Wei understood the language spoken by the long-haired blond, he kicked his front foot, his body retracted, and his left hand stabbed sword to dodge Ning Shibo's sharp blow.
After the sword is swept by, the front foot leans forward quickly, and the right hand stabs the sword into the opponent's waist.
Ning Shibo returned his sword in the air, and the target was the weak place in the middle of the thin stabbing sword.
"Yes, a very clever strategy, the speed of the stabbing sword is too fast, if you want to defeat him, you must first cut off his sword. The thought in Chang Wei's heart had not yet fallen, and his eyes immediately widened, looking at Ning Shibo's opponent incredulously.
The long-haired golden Buddha Lang Jiren, with a flick of his wrist and a thin sword stabbing in his right hand, raised it high and returned to him, as if he had made a salute of raising his sword, but it was this smart move that made Uncle Ning's counterattack completely fall into the void.
At the same time, the thin stabbing sword in his left hand suddenly stabbed out, and the target was the right wrist of Ning Shibo holding the sword.
"Ha!" Master Ning's eyes widened with anger, and he couldn't help but shout.
Through these few moves, although he already knew that the opponent was faster than the lightning attack, this kind of freewheeling fast sword was completely unexpected by him, forcing him to hurry.
At the critical moment, Ning Shibo's right hand shrank suddenly, using the sword face as a shield, blocking the line of the thin stabbing sword's attack.
Bite!
The two swords collided, and a sharp crisp sound pierced people's eardrums numb, and a small spark appeared on the tip of the thin stabbing sword, and the sword body bent into a thrilling arc, which seemed to be about to break immediately, and the golden long-haired Buddha Lang machine swordsman did not move his body but shrank back, dissolving the power on the sword.
After Ning Shibo landed on the ground with force, his body shook and moved back two steps before he stood still.
Subsequently, the swordsman's right hand stabbed the sword like lightning, and Ning Shibo immediately returned to the sword.
Unexpectedly, this sword turned out to be a false move, but the real killing move was the left-handed sword that arrived almost at the same time.
"Ah~" Dozens of zhang away, Ye Huiyun also exclaimed, the target of this sword is the vital point of Ning Shibo's heart, if he stabs it, he will definitely die.
"It's too fast!" Chang Wei was secretly frightened, before Ning Shibo could land and adjust his posture, the other party's double swords had already stabbed one after another, Chang Wei asked himself if he changed himself, I am afraid that there is no good way to resist except for risk.
Sure enough, as he expected, Master Ning, who couldn't resist, showed a resolute look on his face, and suddenly stretched out his empty left hand and grabbed the thin stabbing sword that attacked the heart.
Poof!
The thin stabbing sword held by Master Ning was still moving forward slowly, and the blood-stained blade shone with a bewitching light.
The long-haired golden Franc swordsman didn't seem to expect the enemy in front of him to be so strong, and the thin stabbing sword seemed to get stuck in a muddy pipe, although the tip of the sword pierced in, but no matter how much he stabbed in the future, he couldn't go any further.
Ning Shibo smiled, his right hand used all his strength, and the sword slashed down frantically.
The opponent's left hand sword was held, and the thin thin stabbing sword in his right hand would definitely not be able to block the first blow.
Ye Huiyun, who was watching the battle, excitedly clenched his hands and silver teeth, and his eyes were full of anticipation of smashing the enemy's head.
However, the long-haired blonde swordsman made an unexpected move, and since the beginning of the battle, his footsteps had only made two movements of forward and backward, and at this moment of crisis, he slid sharply to the right.
This action not only narrowly avoided the sword that slashed at the head, but also cut off the palm of Master Ning's hand holding the thin stabbing sword.
The palm of his hand was injured, and Ning Shibo's movements were slightly sluggish.
The thin stabbing sword that had lost its containment suddenly stabbed, and half of the sword body sank into Ning Shibo's belly, and the thin stabbing sword in his right hand was another stab in the blood splash, pointing directly at the vital point of his heart.
Ning Shibo couldn't care about the pain anymore, and swung his sword to cut off the opponent's head again, this time it was the same way of fighting.
The golden long-haired swordsman's wrist shook the tip of the sword and pressed down, piercing Ning Shibo's veins with great speed, and the sword fell to the ground with a bang.
Ye Huiyun's apricot mouth opened widely, and before she could scream, the thin stabbing sword in the other party's left hand had already been pulled out, and she stabbed into Ning Shibo's heart with a pop.
Ning Shibo, who was injured and couldn't operate with most of his internal force, fell straight to the ground like this, and he didn't expect the other party's swordsmanship to be so fierce until he died, and he was assassinated before he could last ten moves.
"No~" Ye Huiyun screamed and threw herself forward, completely ignoring the sea below the side of the ship.
Chang Wei grabbed her and said in a condensed voice: "Don't be impulsive, no one here is the opponent of that Franco man, he not only has strange swordsmanship, but also has deep internal strength!"
Although Ye Huiyun was sad, her brain was still awake, and she exclaimed, "Internal force?
"The Franco machine man will also have internal strength?" The same question also sounded on the boat in the distance, Tang Jinyi looked at the scene of the long-haired Franco machine swordsman assassinating Ning Shibo in disbelief, and was shocked.
"It's not an internal force, but it's pretty much the same. Suo Heng said in a deep voice: "Westerners have cultivated an internal skill called Dou Qi, which is similar to the internal strength of our Ming Dynasty......
"Fighting spirit?" Tang Jinyi took a deep breath and said after a while: "I didn't expect that Westerners not only have sharp firearms, but also have such excellent martial arts. ā
The two generals nodded at the same time, indicating their deep approval. Although the two of them felt the pressure, they didn't know that Tang Jinyi's feelings were even more profound.
Tang Jinyi's martial arts are mainly fast, whether it is light martial arts or hidden weapon knife techniques, they all win with lightness and agility, but now they see a faster, more accurate and faster swordsmanship, however, this pressure only lasted for a short time, and the three young men of the Tang Sect, who were more beautiful than the big women, surged with a competitive pride in their hearts.
"That woman is finished!" Hakong's voice pulled Tang Jinyi back to reality.
After killing Master Ning, the long-haired golden swordsman did not stop attacking Ye Huiyun's master with his companions.
The sharp chill of the four thin stabbing swords immediately overwhelmed her.