The wind roared like a tiger, passing through the mountains under the dark night, heading towards the dilapidated mountain god temple.
In the light of the fire, the figure rushed in from the door. His movements and punches aroused a violent sound of breaking wind. In just a short moment, the fierceness of the Bazi Fist reached its peak with this momentum. Then, the whole body moved like clouds and flowing water.
Knocked out.
This "Tiger Backing" is also called "Tiger Hard Backing" in Bazi's fist. It is a fierce and fierce move that puts the whole body into one blow. The attacker's momentum is reaching its peak. After a few hard punches, the fist is intended to expose the body.
The movement requires almost no thought, and the power is stimulated to the highest level in this posture. With a sudden explosion, like snow and landslides, it explodes in front of the black-skinned giant without any reservation. The giant man was forced to take a step back.
, this time he forcefully swallowed a stick and pushed his feet back. For a moment, it was as fast as thunder. Before he could stand firm, he waved up with an "ah" sound.
serrated knife.
With a bang, sparks burst out and flames fell. But the long knife that had been thrown in by the attacker flew to the dome of the ruined temple, and fell down again after being hit. The attacker caught the long knife and struck it with one blow.
He rushed forward and collided with the big man's toothy knife.
Although the attacker had the upper hand, he was not as strong as the black-skinned giant. In an instant, there were three more sword flashes, but it was he who wanted to rush straight to the injured noble prince in the corner of the ruined temple and was killed by the black-skinned giant.
At this time, the other two guards in the temple had also drawn their weapons and stepped forward with swords. With a bang, another fire aroused by the light of the swords exploded in the air.
The fighting in the blink of an eye, the whistling wind of swords, and the fire in the center of the small temple had been suppressed to the ground. It was extremely suppressed. On the contrary, the fire caused by steel seemed even more amazing at night. But it was suppressed.
The nose was just suppressed. In the short interval after the collision, the fire suddenly rushed into the air, and flames exploded around the iron pot for cooking porridge. The next moment, the intruder said: "Ah!" and took a knife
, the dark-skinned giant man and his two companions moved forward together.
"you dare"
"Ah", boom...
From the moment the attacker rushed in, it only took a few seconds for him to charge towards the noble young man in the corner. He was already blocked by the dark-skinned man, but this time, he drew the knife with his backhand.
He struck the fire in the center with all his strength from bottom to top, and the direction he chose was still the injured noble master.
In an instant, the fire suddenly rose among the crowd. Along with the flames, dust, burned firewood, and the iron pot containing the scalding hot porridge all were chopped up at the same time.
He rushed forward. Almost at the same moment, the black-skinned giant man swung his serrated knife through the air to block his attack: "How dare you!", this knife and his body almost blocked most of the fire.
The wind stirred up in the ruined temple, inciting countless light spots even more violently. The iron pot that was lifted up in the air was hit by his knife and stayed in the air for a moment, and the light flames flew suddenly.
Before he could use the sword with his right hand, he punched the bottom of the pot with his left hand. The next moment, the giant one-eyed man two or three meters away also shouted loudly and waved his palm. He slapped the iron pot and the flying iron pot with his palm.
In the midst of the hot porridge, he knocked back the iron pot and smashed it into the ground.
But in the blink of an eye, the flames flew up, and the iron pot was like a rubber ball. It was hit four times by everyone, flew several meters away, smashed into the ground, and rushed out. The flames and the scalding hot porridge were among the people.
Flying around like scattered firewood, the attacker's left hand punched the bottom of the red-hot pot, which must have been uncomfortable. The one-eyed giant man had the most porridge splashed on him, and the noble master behind him had more or less porridge on him.
Some of them were stained. But no one could care about these things at this time. The porridge pot hit the ground. The black-skinned giant shouted loudly, and the most powerful knife struck through the sky full of sparks.
The wind hit his face and the fire fell. The attacker swung his sword and was knocked back several meters. Before he could stand still, the black-skinned giant had already broken through the flames and came to kill him brazenly.
He wanted to protect the injured young master. In this brief moment of fighting, plus the initial throw of the long knife, the attacker had already launched three attacks on the noble young master. This time, everyone was also shocked.
The most embarrassing thing was that he was coming down hard these few times, but he wanted to use his strength to blast the attacker out of the ruined temple and then kill him.
After these exchanges, several people have already seen the appearance of the raider clearly. He is a young man in his early twenties. His figure is considered tall among southerners, and he does not look strong or strong in appearance.
He looks fat, but the sword wind is strong and fierce. It follows the same fierce route as the fist wind. His strength is obviously driven by internal strength. But compared with the dark-skinned giant, it is still insufficient after all. After all the opportunities,
Finally, he was forced out of the temple gate, but in the previous fight, the extremely fierce Taishankou style seemed to have worked after all. At this time, blood overflowed from the corner of the dark-skinned man's mouth, just to see him use the sword.
From the looks of it, I'm afraid the damage isn't very serious.
Rushing out of the ruined temple, in the blink of an eye, the two of them had rushed out more than ten meters away from each other. At this time, most of the fire in the ruined temple had been extinguished. There was only a faint light outside, but the darkness kept exploding between the two figures.
The fire still showed the intensity of the fight. Although the young raider had a strong fighting style, he was already at a disadvantage in just a short moment. At this moment, a bang sounded over the ruined temple.
Someone entered from the top of the temple.
The sound of fighting, shouting, and clashing of weapons suddenly erupted in the ruined temple. The dark-skinned man turned his head to look, swung his knife and tried to force the young attacker away, but the opponent was already blocking his way.
While the fire was blooming, they exchanged several swords with each other to force him back.
Without saying a word, what sounded outside the ruined temple in the next moment was just the fiercest fighting and collision. The young man blocked the way with the most ferocious attitude. In the ruined temple, someone yelled "Ah!", and then half of them blocked the way.
Someone hit the broken wall, and it collapsed suddenly. Someone shouted in Khitan: "Let's go." Your young master stumbled out of the temple door. Behind him, two figures with swords and swords joined together, and a giant man with one eye missing was seen.
The man was knocked to the ground by a knife, and the tall and thin man jumped out covered in blood.
The man who rushed in from the top of the temple was also a burly man. In just a short moment, he had seriously injured two people. He probably had a handful specially designed for fighting in the battle formation.
The thick-backed saber had a shortened handle and was used for close combat. At this time, there was a lot of blood on the body. The tall and thin man rushed over and tried to hug the saber, but he stabbed his knife through the lower abdomen and came out from the back.
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This horse-cutting sword weighs dozens of kilograms. The main purpose of the battle formation is slashing, which is not conducive to thrusting. The noble master ran unsteadily in front, and the tall and thin man tried to clamp the horse-cutting sword with his body, but that
The big man didn't hesitate at all. As soon as the blade pierced through him, he used both hands to wring three times in a row. The tall and thin figure fell from the field of vision, and the saber was raised, all filled with ferocious blood.
, to close the distance with that noble young master.
This big man has obviously been in battle for a long time, and he is well versed in the method of killing people. Once he gets the upper hand, he will not give anyone any chance. Your young master is still walking this way, and the opponent is also approaching from behind. The dark-skinned big man can see it.
He was so excited that he suddenly raised the serrated knife in his hand and threw it towards that direction.
The arrogant-toothed steel knife flew past the noble master's shoulder in a spinning motion. The big man behind him was holding the sword of a sword, but he had already lowered his body and swung the blade across the noble master's legs.
The arrogant Gangxi flew over and nailed it to the decaying temple door.
The second blow was slashed across the waist of your young master.
Countless dust rustled down. The noble prince raised his head and looked over. Then blood shot up into the sky, and the head flew into the air. The dark-skinned man saw the eyes behind the noble prince's body.
The blood-stained sword slashed a semicircle in the air. The blade stopped beside the big man, and blood dripped onto the ground.
At this time, your young master's body fell backward and was pushed away by the man. At this time, the big man's body was covered with blood, and even his face was stained with blood. He waved his hand and wiped it with his eyes.
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"Hey, Liao Gou." This voice rang out in the woods. In front of the dark-skinned man, the young man who had been blocking him had already raised his long knife.
The current situation has become two versus one.
………………, the wind in the forest whimpered, and outside the mountain temple that gave off a faint light of fire, three people stood there, confronting each other, and from a distance, there was an unknown sound. A big man holding a cleaver.
He looked back and said: "They are catching up, Xiaohu, send the signal and capture him!"
After he said these words, the blade of the sword swung up and he rushed forward. The young man holding the long sword drew it back with his backhand, and a firework shot up into the sky. The black-skinned giant roared, turned around and ran away.
Ping, ping ping, the chopping sounds of weapons rang out. The black-skinned giant man no longer had weapons, but after all, he still had a few pieces of steel on his body that could be used for blocking. The three of them chased each other and ran away, rushing into the woods.
In the darkness, the sound of fighting was still gradually coming, and then it was covered in the wind and became thinner. After walking for a while, footsteps sounded again near the ruined temple, a big man holding a sword and a man holding a long sword.
The young man walked back a little bored. Looking at the three corpses at the entrance of the ruined temple, with blood flowing across them, the young man looked towards the woods behind him. At this time, he had torn off a piece of cloth from his body and started to bandage his palms.
The tiger's mouth on his right hand has been cracked, and his left hand has also suffered some burns: "Damn, this guy is too powerful. If he hadn't thrown away his weapon and fought to the end, it would have been unbearable..." He was young and had just fought with that guy.
The dark-skinned giant man's eyes were full of murderous intent when he was facing off. Now he relaxed, and although he also spoke foul language, he seemed to be somewhat civilized.
The big man nodded, stuck his machete on the ground, found a stone and sat down with some difficulty: "Maybe the truth is here... Bu Hu, who do you think is making the noise over there?", he was referring to.
It was the noise that aroused the three people's vigilance. The man named Xiaohu looked into the darkness over there: "I don't know, it might be a wolf, it might be an Orion... uh, boss, are you injured?" The big man raised his hand.
, tapped on the shoulder: "A knife in the back cost three of their lives. I held on, but luckily I scared away the most difficult one... It's okay. You go and chop off some of their heads. Tomorrow
Find a few boxes, pickle them with lime, and show them off to my big brother when you go home, haha.
He smiled, took out the wound medicine from his body, then shook his head and frowned, a little embarrassed: "Damn, I really don't want to go back at this time. I'm so seriously injured. I don't know how to tell my mother. I haven't been hurt by her."
It's good to be discovered, but she will be extremely worried if she is discovered, but it is almost Qingming Festival. I haven't been back for the New Year, so I have to get home before Qingming Festival. Damn it, these guys are causing trouble for me...", named Xiaohu
The young man held a human head in his hand, and was cutting off the tall and thin man's head with a knife. The body was broken into pieces on the ground at his feet. He turned around and said: "Boss, you are killing the enemy for the country. The old lady should understand...
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"No, no, no, it's not like that." The big man waved his hands hurriedly, "I have a mother at home. No matter how you were injured, she will be worried when you are injured. My mother doesn't like to nag.
You are a person, but just because she doesn't nag, she looks at you like that... Well, when I was a child in Bianjing, I liked fighting, but I was afraid that my mother would know if I got injured. She used to worry about my father, and I joined the army.
She was worried about me again, so every year when I went back I didn’t dare to tell her that I had fought in the war and was a soldier, living and waiting to die for pay. I told her that I was just hanging around in the military camp...", "Xiaohu
Remember, this time when you go there, don't mention anything to others about fighting, killing enemies and suppressing bandits. I am just a second-generation ancestor who is waiting to die in the military camp, and you are a soldier under the second-generation ancestor.
What we do on a daily basis...well, as long as we don't bully good people anyway, if we want to sacrifice our lives for the country or something, there's no way around it. I think so, but I can't find a way, I understand...Oh, this
The injury will definitely not heal for a while..." The wind blew past, the leaves rustled, and a tough-looking general named Qin Shaoqian, covered in blood, sat there, becoming a little nagging...