Yuan Hai took advantage of this moment to twist his shoulders and shook his arms, and tore his wrists hard. The strength he practiced from the leopard fist forced him to break away from Guan Luoyang's anti-wrist joint capture.

The horse had already rushing across the river and crashed into it, and the two of them dodged at the same time.

Yuan Hai's energy is even more brave than a real leopard. He was hit by a punch and vomited blood. As soon as he broke free, he was about to chase him.

A short rod swept over, and a three-inch sharp blade popped up on the rod head. The coach solved the last few killers and intercepted Yuan Hai.

When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous. Yuan Haiseal fists and leopard claws rose up and killed him at the coach.

Guan Luoyang retreated to the river beach and waded into the water. When he saw the rider on the horse rolling over and running over.

The horse was still running forward, and the person on the horse's back had already rushed towards the opposite direction, and the person shot three times in the air.

Guan Luoyang threw out the flying knife in his hand and knocked down one of them. He docked the second knife and found that the third knife had just calculated the direction of his dodging. He hurriedly closed his four fingers and threw them down with the crane fist on his nails.

With the delay of these three swords, the person who used the sword had already landed safely and rolled forward and rushed towards Guan Luoyang.

It’s all this age, and there are people who don’t use guns and use flying knives, which seem to be a bit pedantic and conservative. But this man actually has short hair, black and dense hair on his head, a white jacket, no buttons, and his chest is exposed. He has a circle of flying knives inserted on his belt, and his hands are holding short knives.

This is Kuaidao Xiang Fang. He went to Hong Kong to perform assassination two years ago. At that time, he cut his braids and dressed up as an American. After he came back, he was too lazy to keep braids.

Xiang Fang rolled and passed by Guan Luoyang, and there was another hole in the fabric on Guan Luoyang's thigh.

Xiang Fang looked at his shoulder, where he had just been scratched, his clothes were broken, and there were a few bright red blood marks on his skin.

"It's really rare to be such a young big boxer!"

The charcoal ash disguise on Guan Luoyang's face can cover the specific appearance of his facial features, but for those who have truly sarcastic vision, it cannot cover their age.

Xiang Fang's tone was a bit strange, "It seems that I want to make another memorable record."

In the Office of the Internal Affairs, the status of Luohan Die Mother, the fast sword dragon and tiger is slightly higher than that of the other people, because they all have the record of killing big boxers alone.

He had been delaying by the river for several minutes, and Guan Luoyang had no intention of talking nonsense and went straight to kill him.

Xiang Fang's short sword technique of two hands is derived from the Kunwu swords in Chaquan. The focus of under his feet is to flash and slide in, and the use of weapons with both hands is to open up, and the word "sliding" is the most important.

When he fights with Guan Luoyang, his arms will always be accurately intercepted by Guan Luoyang, but the short knife in his hand can often be more and more flipped, or after being hit, it will be extremely smooth.

It’s like every time you get hit and change direction, it’s a routine that has been practiced for a long time.

Guan Luoyang felt a more dangerous attack than Yuan Hai's storm just now.

Xiang Fang's knife was like a hidden mercury, flowing and aggressive, and it seemed that he changed with the trend, his arms were slippery and had no opinion. In fact, he was pushing towards the key points everywhere in Guan Luoyang every time, rapidly occupying his room for change.

Guan Luoyang was even forced to walk down the river beach without realizing it and retreat into the river.

When the water slapped his calf, Guan Luoyang's eyes moved and he took the initiative to speed up and retreat.

Xiang Fang smiled contemptuously in his heart.

‘Want to use this river to restrain my actions?’

Since the late Ming Dynasty, he has almost no distinction between punches and legs. He must practice kicking legs when practicing punches. Although Xiang Fang does not use leg skills as the main attack method, he is confident that under any terrain, he will never suffer more than the blue-faced ghost.

The two of them retreated and chased after him, rushing into the middle of the water flow.

Guan Luoyang kicked his feet, and the water splashed in the moonlight and rushed away. The eyes were shining by the water light. It did not dodge or avoid it, and directly dispersed the water splash and cut off the blade.

The two fought fiercely in the water, and the waves were resounding continuously, and the flowing water rushed from the upstream to the southeast, and the impact of the impact on both of them could be ignored.

But the silt or stones at the bottom of the river are uneven and uneven, which are the real things to pay attention to.

Even if there is only a slight imbalance, it may become the time for the other party to take his life.

Both of them were very fast, and the water flow and the mud were trampled into turbid waves. When they last settled, the water flow splashed upwards and they had already reached seven or eight meters away.

Guan Luoyang fought with him for more than 300 meters in the water, but he had never left the range of the river. He used all to capture the crane in his hand, and used exquisite, cold and fast fighting methods to restrict the opponent's arms.

He streamlined his movements as much as possible, with every move straightforward and short and crisp force.

But when he slashed his forearm with his palm again, Guan Luoyang's left foot, which was retreating back, seemed to have stepped onto an too soft place, and his body tilted slightly backward.

Xiang Fang immediately turned around with a short knife, and one short knife blocked the back of Luoyang's hand, and the other knife was also held back, aiming it at his heart and nailed it.

Both sides have an extremely short-term vision.

There was a little moonlight reflected in Guan Luoyang's eyes, and the whites of his eyes and pupils could not be seen clearly, but that little light was taken by a shocking image.

His mouthpiece vibrates to the gap between his teeth, and his nasal cavity makes an extremely low and heavy buzz.

Xiang Fang's eyes suddenly became empty.

The method of hypnosis that those who practice the most profound practices can greatly affect the spirit of hundreds of people at one time through lengthy rituals, talismans, teaching songs and slogans.

Tian Gongyu and his friends pursued that this hypnosis method was applied to fighting and effective in the shortest time. As long as it could be effective for one person, it was fine. After a long discussion by many big boxers, they found that no matter how much the steps were reduced, they must gather three key points: sound, light and shadow changes, and body movements.

Changes in light and shadow are just leads, but sounds and body movements must follow a certain rhythm. At the moment of sudden change of this rhythm, it is the moment when hypnosis takes effect.

For experts like Xiang Fang, this influence can only exist in that moment.

It was enough in a moment. Guan Luoyang pressed his elbow with his left arm and pushed his wrist with his right hand.

The knife was still in Xiang Fang's hand, but it had wiped his own neck.

But at the last moment, his hand suddenly relaxed, his wrist strength frustrated, and the knife slashed his neck, and a wisp of blood was leached, but it was not immediately fatal.

The blood was bright red, his knife was different from those killers, and he didn't have the poison of blood-threatening throat.

The stimulation of life hanging on the tip of the knife made Xiang Fang's pupils shrink suddenly, his nose wings open rapidly, one hand loosens the other, and the speed of the other hand reached a peak in his life at this moment.

The sword dragged upwards, and Guan Luoyang's clothes and skin that were better than rhinoceros were all in front of this sword, which was a biting cool feeling of ice and snow.

In the race of life and death, Guan Luoyang's tightly closed teeth shouted, and when the chest and abdomen were about to be broken, his whole body was shaking, and he felt a sudden force soaring into the sky out of thin air. The hand that pushed forward slipped and fell, slapped Xiang Fang's chest.

Dong!!

Xiang Fang's chest was sunken, his facial features were broken, and his eyes were slit.

The ethereal top power, a palm that penetrated all the bones, made his body fly out ten meters away and fall into the water flow.

The river water dizzled from his head.

The bleeding body swayed under the water waves, settled, and the sound of water was still there.

Guan Luoyang looked down and saw that the knife just now cut a little bit, from his side to his stomach, breaking his skin, but not to the point of seeing blood.

But Guan Luoyang understood that as long as his palm was one slight slower and even if it was half weak, this knife would cut off his intestines.

The palm just now, the force that seemed to have emerged out of thin air, was still savoring in his body.

Guan Luoyang's eyes were slightly condensed. He grabbed the aftertaste and took a few steps to Xiang Fang and pulled a flying knife, turning around and throwing it.

With a knife, Yuan Hai was stabbed to the air, and before he could hear the sound of the wind, he was stabbed on the back of his neck.

At this time, the coach also pulled out the sharp blade that pierced Yuan Hai's heart and looked at Guan Luoyang. He felt something about Guan Luoyang's current state, but he had no time to explain in detail.

The two of them quickly crossed the river and went to the city wall. They found a random location. They rushed to half the height of the city wall. They picked the brick gap with their fingers, flipped up and went up the city wall.

The patrol soldiers who were alarmed by fireworks were running on the city wall, swaying torches and peeping below, but before they could see the two figures clearly, Guan Luoyang and the coach had already broken through their defense.

Amid the screams of several Qing soldiers being knocked down, Guan Luoyang's agile figure fell to the bottom, and he flipped forward and walked away. The instructor jumped silently and jumped down. The two of them sank into the streets and alleys of Guangzhou City.

When Luohan, the mother of the electric spear, Yang Xiaowu, Zhu Changshou's top disciple Jin Yuehe and others arrived, it was more than one step late.
Chapter completed!