Hao Daxia slowly grasped the hilt of the broken sword in his hand, which was only slightly tilted, and stepped forward, rushing towards Nurhan.
Nur Khan raised his sword.
The broken sword and the sword met each other, and the broken sword was cut straight in the middle. Nurhan's sword cut off his sword and also cut off his fingers holding the sword.
Holding his left hand with three fingers missing, Hao Daxia fell to the ground again.
"Swordsman?!" Nurhan glanced at his severed fingers on the ground and said sarcastically, "How can you stop me now that you don't even have the fingers to hold the sword?"
Taking a step forward, Nurhan walked towards Shen Fengchu again.
…
"The sword is just an extension of the hand, just like we use chopsticks to eat and a knife to cut vegetables. The sword is just a tool used to kill people. Other than that, the sword is bullshit, or in other words, it is not bullshit! It is used to kill people. It’s a person, not a sword!”
…
In my ears, I remembered Shen Fengchu's voice.
Enduring the pain, he got up again, swooped over, hugged Nurhan's leg, opened his teeth suddenly, and bit the wound on his leg.
Feeling severe pain in his leg, Nurhan swung the knife with his backhand and stabbed Hao Daxia directly.
puff!
The blade passed through Hao Daxia's back and came out.
Nurhan pulled out the knife with his backhand, but did not pull it out.
Holding his sword tightly, Hao Daxia raised his face, raised his thick lips, and showed him a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Jianghu people speak of loyalty. As long as I, Daxia Hao, am still alive, I will not let anyone get close to the Prince Palace!"
Nurhan drew the sword again, but still couldn't pull it out.
The man, using his body and hands, locked his knife.
"I can still kill him without a knife!"
Letting go of the handle of the knife, Nurhan stepped forward, bent over and grabbed Shen Fengchu on the ground.
"Don't touch him!"
Hao Daxia shouted and flew up again, knocking Nurhan to the ground.
Where did this man get such strength from being stabbed several times and bleeding like a river?
Nurhan was shocked. He immediately raised his hand and put it on Hao Daxia's throat.
Ignoring him, Daxia Hao just grabbed the blade of the blade with both hands and pulled hard, then sent it away. The blade completely penetrated his body and stabbed straight into Nurhan's chest.
"No...impossible..."
Nurhan's mouth was filled with foaming blood, and he couldn't believe that all this was true.
This mountain villager who only knows how to hunt actually defeated him?!
"Who said that a swordsman must use a sword!"
Looking at the Prince of Wara in front of him, Hao Daxia suddenly jumped forward, and the knife inserted in his body completely penetrated Nurhan's body.
Lifting his face from the dead Nurhan and looking at Shen Fengchu's body so close at hand, Hao Daxia raised his lips with difficulty and lowered his face feebly.
After a while, a person flew over and landed in the reeds.
The faint moonlight reflected his face, it was Luo Shuisheng who had been following Nurhan and Zhacuo before.
"His Royal Highness!"
Noticing Shen Fengchu on the ground, he flew over and landed beside him. He stretched out his hand to test Shen Fengchu's breath to make sure he was still alive. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the man who was being grabbed not far away. The sword penetrated Hao Daxia and Nurhan at the same time.
His eyes passed over Nurhan's face and landed on Hao Daxia's blood-stained face. The iron-blooded man couldn't help but feel slightly moved.
Carefully pulling out the knives from both of them, he raised his hand to lock several acupuncture points on Hao Daxia's body, quickly took out a pill from his body and stuffed it into his mouth, then took out the wound medicine from his body and carefully treated Hao Daxia's wounds. You Scold them out!(5)
One step, one step, closer.
Hao Daxia slowly grasped the hilt of the broken sword in his hand, which was only slightly tilted, and stepped forward, rushing towards Nurhan.
Nur Khan raised his sword.
The broken sword and the sword met each other, and the broken sword was cut straight in the middle. Nurhan's sword cut off his sword and also cut off his fingers holding the sword.
Holding his left hand with three fingers missing, Hao Daxia fell to the ground again.
"Swordsman?!" Nurhan glanced at his severed fingers on the ground and said sarcastically, "How can you stop me now that you don't even have the fingers to hold the sword?"
Taking a step forward, Nurhan walked towards Shen Fengchu again.
…
"The sword is just an extension of the hand, just like we use chopsticks to eat and a knife to cut vegetables. The sword is just a tool used to kill people. Other than that, the sword is bullshit, or in other words, it is not bullshit! It is used to kill people. It’s a person, not a sword!”
…
In my ears, I remembered Shen Fengchu's voice.
Enduring the pain, he got up again, swooped over, hugged Nurhan's leg, opened his teeth suddenly, and bit the wound on his leg.
Feeling severe pain in his leg, Nurhan swung the knife with his backhand and stabbed Hao Daxia directly.
puff!
The blade passed through Hao Daxia's back and came out.
Nurhan pulled out the knife with his backhand, but did not pull it out.
Holding his sword tightly, Hao Daxia raised his face, raised his thick lips, and showed him a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Jianghu people speak of loyalty. As long as I, Daxia Hao, am still alive, I will not let anyone get close to the Prince Palace!"
Nurhan drew the sword again, but still couldn't pull it out.
The man, using his body and hands, locked his knife.
"I can still kill him without a knife!"
Letting go of the handle of the knife, Nurhan stepped forward, bent over and grabbed Shen Fengchu on the ground.
"Don't touch him!"
Hao Daxia shouted and flew up again, knocking Nurhan to the ground.
Where did this man get such strength from being stabbed several times and bleeding like a river?
Nurhan was shocked. He immediately raised his hand and put it on Hao Daxia's throat.
Ignoring him, Daxia Hao just grabbed the blade of the blade with both hands and pulled hard, then sent it away. The blade completely penetrated his body and stabbed straight into Nurhan's chest.
"No...impossible..."
Nurhan's mouth was filled with foaming blood, and he couldn't believe that all this was true.
This mountain villager who only knows how to hunt actually defeated him?!
"Who said that a swordsman must use a sword!"
Looking at the Prince of Wara in front of him, Hao Daxia suddenly jumped forward, and the knife inserted in his body completely penetrated Nurhan's body.
Lifting his face from the dead Nurhan and looking at Shen Fengchu's body so close at hand, Hao Daxia raised his lips with difficulty and lowered his face feebly.
After a while, a person flew over and landed in the reeds.
The faint moonlight reflected his face, it was Luo Shuisheng who had been following Nurhan and Zhacuo before.
"His Royal Highness!"
Noticing Shen Fengchu on the ground, he flew over and landed beside him. He stretched out his hand to test Shen Fengchu's breath to make sure he was still alive. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the man who was being grabbed not far away. The sword penetrated Hao Daxia and Nurhan at the same time.
His eyes passed over Nurhan's face and landed on Hao Daxia's blood-stained face. The iron-blooded man couldn't help but feel slightly moved.
Carefully pulling out the knives from both of them, he raised his hand to lock several acupuncture points on Hao Daxia's body, quickly took out a pill from his body and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he took out the wound medicine from his body and carefully treated Hao Daxia's wounds.