"Hoo!" Guan Zhiyong's hand had already been replaced by the Hundred Refined Tang Sword. With a flick of his wrist, he faced the cold light with a roar.
The cold light quickly dodged, but at the critical moment, the Tang Dao in Guan Zhiyong's hand gently turned the blade and used its wide blade to block the incoming cold light.
"Hmph!" A low groan came from the other side, and the steel knife in his hand was pressed down, and then sharply lifted up.
Guan Zhiyong felt the Tang Dao in his hand being picked up and bounced up. He curled his lips and let it fly out.
The man opposite didn't seem to expect it to be so easy, but he didn't hesitate at all. The steel knife in his hand flicked and swiped at Guan Zhiyong's neck.
Guan Zhiyong laughed, took a step back, and then slammed into the cold light. In his hand, there was already a touch of cold light.
If Tang Feng were here, he would definitely recognize that this is the dagger Guan Zhiyong is best at. And the dagger here is very different from ordinary daggers. Guan Zhiyong spent a lot of money to find someone.
It was made for shooting. When it is not in use, it is only inserted into the calf, like an ornament. But those who are familiar with it know that this ornament is the most powerful weapon in his hand!
The modified dagger here is not much shorter than a Tang Dao, but half of its length is handshake. In order to prevent someone from cutting his hand along the blade, there is a place where the blade of the dagger and the handle meet.
There are two villages in this place.
At this time, as soon as he held the dagger in his hand, Guan Zhiyong immediately laughed, turned his wrist, and slammed the man's steel knife aside, and then bullied him.
One inch short, one inch dangerous. Since Guan Zhiyong is a good player with daggers, he must be quite accomplished in close combat. At this time, he stood in front of the man and immediately bumped his shoulders, struck his knees, swept his elbows, and picked up the knife.
The dagger in his hand, like a small knife, kept circling around the man's neck.
The man's reaction was not slow. The knife in his hand was horizontal, as if it was tied to his arm, blocking the front and back, and turned Guan Zhiyong's attack invisible. Guan Zhiyong snorted coldly, and the dagger in his hand quickly
With a few swipes, the thrown sword was like a thin line, wrapping around the man with stern murderous intent.
The steel knife in the man's hand danced up and down, but after all, it was not easy for him to hold the knife with force, so when he was bumped and picked by the dagger in Guan Zhiyong's hand, a flaw was revealed involuntarily, and that thin silver line was like
As if a poisonous snake had gotten an opportunity, it darted through the hole like an arrow.
With a flick of the brush, dark red blood suddenly cut through the darkness in the alley here.
After a successful move, Guan Zhiyong not only did not look excited at all, but his expression became more and more solemn. He almost used all his strength in the move just now, but the dagger that was originally heading for the man's throat ended up only in his hand.
There was a scratch on my arm that was not painful or itchy.
The people here's quick response and accurate response have exceeded his imagination. He never expected that there is such a master among the Vietnamese gang! Guan Zhiyong muttered secretly in his heart. The fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more intense. He tightened his grip
Holding the dagger in his hand, he stared at the incoming person with sharp eyes, but did not attack first.
Although it sounds slow here, the fight between the two was as fast as lightning. At this time, Blade had already noticed that he was missing, but he was blocked by several groups of people fighting and could not see the box.
Knowing that their bayonet brother is facing an unprecedented close enemy at this time!
The enemy is very powerful, but Guan Zhiyong also feels that he is getting more and more excited. How long has it been since he has fought against such a master? The feeling of jumping between life and death at any time really makes him feel more excited than ever before.
.He was already starting to get excited.
Guan Zhiyong's substantial light fell on that man. He was a very ordinary-looking young man, even a little younger than Guan Zhiyong. However, his expression was as cold as stone, and his eyes were faint.
It's like the darkness from hell, making it difficult for people to see through or see clearly.
However, the cold murderous intention surged in like a stormy sea. A look of surprise flashed in Guan Zhiyong's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "You are not from the Vietnamese gang."
Before he finished speaking, the young man swung the steel knife in his hand and stabbed Guan Zhiyong in the chest. Here, as fast as lightning, Guan Zhiyong hurriedly dodged to the side, but he didn't have time and only heard a scoff.
There was a crisp sound, and his clothes were cut open.
Guan Zhiyong took a breath, shook the dagger in his hand, and threw it at the steel knife. He could not let this young man attack anymore. He could feel the selflessness and selflessness of this young man when he attacked.
Sen Leng is murderous. Obviously, he is a very good offensive person.
Although Guan Zhiyong is confident, he must not let such a powerful opponent give full play to his strengths. Now is not the time to talk about virtue and humility, now is risking his life. If he loses, there will only be one end.
That is death!
The dagger in Guan Zhiyong's hand blocked the young man's knife one after another. He had already discovered that although the explosive power of this young man was stronger than him, his usual strength was slightly worse than him. Therefore,
He then danced the dagger in his hand like a flower, and kept picking up the young man's blade.
But the young man obviously understood what he was thinking. The steel knife in his hand shook violently, and struck Guan Zhiyong with his head and face, and his shoulder and shoulder. Suddenly, his knife struck him again.
With a sudden change, he slashed across the waist, opened and closed, and a fierce murderous intent tightly wrapped around Guan Zhiyong.
Guan Zhiyong waved the dagger in his hand repeatedly, shouting loudly, but he still involuntarily stepped back step by step. The steel knife in the young man's hand became more and more urgent, pouring down like a violent storm, Guan Zhiyong
Zhiyong is like a green pine in the storm. Although it is constantly swaying, the cold light in his hand seems to be eternal. It will break through the blockage of the storm at any time and turn into the lightning that tears the heaven and the earth apart!
Wow, just when he was halfway back, the steel knife in the hand of the young man opposite suddenly turned into a sharp roar and slashed diagonally at Guan Zhiyong.
Guan Zhiyong's figure suddenly stopped, and he strangely hid from under the blade of the blade. When the young man realized something was wrong, Guan Zhiyong had already slapped the back of his blade with his palm, and accelerated the blade towards the wall.
When his face was slashed, he suddenly stood up, the dagger in his hand ran towards the young man's dagger and kissed it.
This was the kiss of death. The young man did not expect that Guan Zhiyong would be able to make such a counterattack in the midst of his violent and violent attacks. First, he was unintentional and it was already too late to avoid him.
The young man's pupils suddenly dilated, and there was no panic or fear in his ghostly eyes, just a kind of enthusiasm. It was as if a Buddhist believer suddenly saw Sakyamuni.
Guan Zhiyong was shocked, and all his senses were activated. The dagger that was originally moving forward secretly retained a third of its strength.
brush!
His dagger only had time to cut a little bit of skin on the young man's throat before he was forced to withdraw it. He felt two strong winds, like two cold poisonous snakes, piercing his sides.
come over.
If he hadn't saved a third of his strength, his dagger might have cut open the young man's neck at this time, but he was definitely stabbed into the stomach by the two daggers at this time.
Judging only by those two biting winds, if he were to hit him, there would be two big holes in his body. Even so, when Guan Zhiyong was dodging, he could only use his dagger.
He deflected the threat from the right, but received a slap from the left without any courtesy.
Although the slender opening was not deep, Guan Zhiyong still sighed secretly in his heart. For the first time, he had the thought that he might hate this tonight, because he discovered his biggest flaw.
fear death!
The killer in front of him is obviously a dead man. It is not that the brave will win in a narrow encounter and fight to the death to earn a way for himself, but that he has really given up the idea of living. In the heart of such a person, the only thing that can be killed is killing.
The enemy, try every possible means to kill the enemy.
It's like a gamble here. Your enemy is already planning to put his life on the line regardless of the outcome. So whether you open it high or low, there is no pressure on him. All he can do is use his full strength.
I have always been there, but you are different.
If you want to have a baby, the desire to have a baby will make you weak and not ruthless enough when you take action. But this kind of weakness will not affect the final result. For example, just now, Guan Zhiyong can completely make up his mind to kill the enemy in front of him.
Killing, but the result will inevitably be that he cannot avoid the backlash before the other party's death.
In this case, what can he do even if he can kill the other party? The other party's purpose is to kill him, but his purpose is not to take the other party's life.
He wants to live!
Although the pistol was full of bullets and was on his waist, Guan Zhiyong was not sure that he could shoot and kill the opponent before his knife arrived. Or, although he was sure that he could kill the opponent, he was no longer sure.
Can dodge the opponent's knife!
Therefore, he could only stare at the opponent's knife coldly and hold the dagger in his hand tightly.
For the first time, Guan Zhiyong had the idea of hurrying over to help!