"Who are you?" This question was not asked by Gao Changfeng, but by Han Jincheng. Although the person who came was wearing a black combat uniform, he spoke in Chinese, and he killed one of his own people as soon as he came up, so naturally
You can no longer be one of your own.
"Your question is a bit complicated..." The person seemed to ponder for a moment, then shook his head and said calmly, "After thinking about it, I still feel that you don't need to know."
This is not calm, but extremely crazy. The corner of Gao Changfeng's mouth twitched when he heard this. He was about to say a kind reminder, but his sleeve was pulled. Looking back, it was Xiao Sun with a happy face, who listened sideways.
After a few words, his expression couldn't help but be startled, "Are you sure?" After receiving a positive answer, he couldn't help but look at the person coming again, with a bit more eagerness and hope in his eyes.
He can master Bajiquan, and his attainments can make Xiao Sun, the authentic successor of Bajiquan, highly praised, and his strength is not much worse no matter how you think about it. Plus he himself, not to mention defeating Han Jincheng, at least a few more
The certainty of holding back... Yes, this is Gao Changfeng's plan. He doesn't expect that some kind of strong support will suddenly appear in seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, seconds, earth, earth, earth, earth.
It was the greatest luck that the little monk escaped safely.
"Haha, interesting." Han Jincheng chuckled, but he was not irritated. Professional killers rarely have mood swings when they are in action, and anger is even more taboo. "I hope your strength can match your tone.
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Before the sound of the word "qi" fell, Han Jincheng had disappeared above the locust tree, leaving only a glint of the sword piercing the rain curtain among the electric light and flint, with a sweet chant, raindrops fell, and the blade instantly broke into tiny pieces without touching it.
The water droplets splashed and flew away, and swoosh - they swept across the distance in an instant and reached the visitor's eyes.
The blade slightly reflected light, reflecting a handsome and somewhat outrageous young face, as well as indifferent eyes without any emotion. He waved his hand and drew the dagger. The crisp and charming sound of metal collision suddenly sounded. Stepping, changing positions, huffing -
- Under the heavy rain, daggers and daggers pulled out long sparks. They appeared and were extinguished in an instant. The light and darkness faded, and the two figures were almost close to each other.
In such a narrow range, and in such a dark environment, it is absolutely too late to rely on visual reactions. Hearing, intuition, and the keen touch of the skin that is stimulated by external stimuli are the best ways to judge. Continuously strike with the blade, and use quick strikes.
Hurry up, the fight is getting faster and faster. The crowd of Kyushu Rising people who are watching can barely identify the two warring parties based on their different external clothing. However, they soon become dazzled and can only see cold sword lights crisscrossing in the darkness.
, cutting through the majestic rain curtain around it wantonly.
It seems...Han Jincheng is on top?
This is also in line with everyone's inner judgment. After all, Han Jincheng is well-known in the underground world, and the person who suddenly appeared has never been heard of. Logically speaking, he is so handsome, and it is difficult to keep a low profile.
If there are no rumors, then it means it is really not famous.
However, everyone was not disappointed. On the contrary, they all looked overjoyed. They just had the upper hand and were not defeated. What does this mean? It means that the young man is really strong. There is hope for their escape. For a moment, everyone
He turned his attention back to the captain...
Gao Changfeng looked strange and vaguely bitter.
In fact, he had long wanted to go up and help with the siege, but after taking one step and looking at the situation in front of him, he couldn't take the second step... It was too fast! He couldn't tell who was who between the two, so what else could he do?
Help? Don't go up rashly and fail to help. Instead, you knock down the friendly troops who are helping. That would be very embarrassing...
During the hesitation, the battle situation on the field suddenly changed.
The blades collided violently again, "The speed is okay... the swordsmanship... it's a mess!" He said indifferently, and the dagger flipped deftly from his wrist. It suddenly bounced up and shot straight towards Han Jincheng's eyebrows. He subconsciously took a half step back and swung the knife away.
, as soon as I raised my eyes, a palm suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, passing through the gap of the cold sword light as if it was nothing, like a fish swimming upstream, naturally avoiding all the undercurrents of the reef, pointing out, ding, overlapping.
The phantoms of stacked swords all disappeared, and a short sword flew out from his hand.
How can it be!
His eyes suddenly bulged, and Han Jincheng could hardly believe his eyesight. His knife was so fast, why did the other party dare to reach in without fear of being cut off directly?
Somehow, Han Jincheng lost his mind, and a memory suddenly flashed before his eyes. That was when he was still learning from the island country's kendo master. Due to the naturally developed nerves and muscles of his hands, he learned much faster than ordinary people. Soon
He also showed his prominence in the island country's kendo world.
One day, a friend of the master came to visit. An old man who was dressed in traditional clothes and slovenly saw him practicing swordsmanship when passing by the martial arts field. He watched for a while and came up and said that he was practicing wrongly and was going astray. He was not convinced and asked the old man.
Challenge, at that time he had already initially mastered the skills of the eight-armed double swords, but no matter how fast he danced the double swords, he would always be hit by the old man's bamboo sword on the blade at the first time, and then shot down... ten hits were sent flying in a row...
After that, the old man shook his head without saying a word, threw down his bamboo knife and walked away disappointed.
Later he found out that he was the master invited by his master to teach him kendo, a real kendo master. But unfortunately, he was not chosen because it was said that he was not talented...
He has a pair of supernatural hands, hands that are naturally suitable for holding knives, but one day someone will say that he is not talented enough?!
Han Jincheng was very angry and worked harder to practice the eight-arm double sword stunt. Yes, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his way, he just felt that he was not fast enough. But until the stunt was completed, he could not see the old man again...
It wasn't until later, when he entered the underground world, that he finally learned the identity of the other party, Kitani Araji, the chief kendo instructor of the world's number one killer organization, Kitouji...
"Forget it if you're not good at swordsmanship...is your mental quality so bad..."
It sounds complicated, but in fact Han Jincheng lost consciousness for only a moment. However, this moment was regarded as a clumsy mistake in the eyes of the visitor. He shook his head slightly speechlessly, stepped forward, got close, and slashed with his arms, sleeves
Stirring, roaring - before I get close, my sharp edge is exposed, as if it is not an arm, but a magic weapon that can cut off all obstacles!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Han Jincheng's expression changed drastically when he saw this. Of course he knew this move. Everyone who had studied the island country's kendo knew this move. Using the arm instead of the sword, kendo, Iai
!
He hurriedly retreated, but this time he retreated, there was no chance to attack with the sword. Punch, hand knife, knee strike, whip kick... various attack methods, as if to explain that each part of the body is the best
The weapons, pressing forward step by step, suppressing infinitely...
The storm-like offensive was suffocating until, bang, a punch broke through the single-sword defense that was barely resisted. Its momentum was endless, and then it was imprinted on Han Jincheng's heart, buzz-no physical blow, a piece of
The casual jacket flew out quickly and exploded into countless pieces in the air.
"Ninjutsu...all the bells and whistles..."
He curled his lips, took a lunge, and formed a very tense posture with his whole body. He opened his bow and set an arrow, and punched out. Boom, a figure was thrown out of the rain curtain in the void, and it couldn't stop spraying out in the air.
A large mouthful of blood mist roared into the dilapidated small wing in the distance.
"Withdraw! Withdraw quickly!"
This time, the language was in Korean, and he was probably informing his peripheral subordinates. The person who came understood the message, grinned, and ran out, can you run away...
Boom...boom...boom...
The wing rooms of the small temple are connected, separated by a wall. Now one room after another is being blasted continuously, as if some prehistoric monster has got into it. The rumbling sound is endless, like thunder in the sky exploding in the ears.
"Gudong... are you kidding me..."
Gao Changfeng and others stood blankly in the rain, staring at all this. Some even subconsciously rubbed their eyes, and then they only had ghostly expressions on their faces and swallowed hard.
At this time, several gray-faced figures came running from a distance. They were actually Zong Qing and the others. They were the worst in the Rise of Kyushu. They had been dragged away by the attackers all the way before.
He was almost crushed to death by the little monk. He was hiding somewhere in the corner, but now he had time to escape.
"Changfeng, Lao Gao?"
"Ah? Oh...it's Lao Zong, are you okay?"
"Hey, you're lucky, you won't die." Following Gao Changfeng's gaze, which suddenly came back to his senses, and looking at the noisy wing in the distance, Zong Qing looked puzzled, "What is this...what's the situation?"
"It's a bit complicated... By the way, I know who the attacker is, Banshanjin. The one inside is Han Jincheng..."
"Han Jincheng with eight-armed double swords?!" Zong Qing was obviously startled, "Then what are you waiting for? Get out quickly!"
"Let's wait and see, maybe..." Gao Changfeng scratched his head and looked a little uncertain, "We are here to help. The person Xiao Sun reported before was the one fighting Han Jincheng inside."
Zong Qing was stunned, "Oh, I'm pretty strong, but this..." He squinted and saw that the wing naturally had windows, and it was already dilapidated, with holes everywhere, so he could barely see clearly from outside.
The battle situation, "Is something wrong? Although I'm not good at fighting, this is obviously a one-sided blaster. Why don't you go up and help?"
"The person who was hit by the blaster was Han Jincheng..."
"Well?"
Before Zong Qing had time to be shocked, the rumbling in the distance suddenly stopped, indicating that the demolition project was over.
Immediately, phew, a familiar scene appeared again. A dark object was thrown out from the wing. It was as light as a torn sack filled with plastic garbage, but it was Han Jincheng with eight-armed double swords!
Looking at the mangled corpse, everyone was stunned. Is this it? Turned their heads again and looked at the hole in the wall of the wing. There was a slight sound of footsteps and a figure walked out without any injury at all. Even the black battle
The clothes were not stained with much dust. I was holding a box in my hand and throwing it...
Seeing this, Gao Changfeng and Zong Qing's expressions suddenly changed. Their eyes followed the thrown box up and down. They opened their mouths, wanting to say something but finally had no choice but to close them.
The relics of Zen Master Kuzhu...
Although this thing is very precious in the hands of ordinary people, to be honest, it has little effect. In the end, it is nothing more than enshrinement. But it is different in the eyes of superpowers or underground organizations. The emergence of superpowers and how to enhance them
It has always been a puzzle that the underground world wanted to solve but could not solve. Now there are only a few that can be called results. One of them is an object from some myths and legends in the East and the West, which has a certain stimulating effect on supernatural powers.
Among them are the relics of eminent monks.
This is the reason why Han Jincheng and Banshan Hibiscus traveled thousands of miles across the sea to snatch it. Zen Master Kuzhu is an elder who has risen from Kyushu. He also has mysterious powers that are almost prophetic. The relics he transformed into are naturally not ordinary.
, if you can study it, you will definitely gain something. Even if it is not used on a few superpowers in the organization, the strength can be improved and changed.
Such a precious object has now been obtained by this unknown person. Will it be let go?
As for snatching it back... you can go ahead. Anyway, Gao Changfeng has no such idea in his mind, at least not for the time being. Are you kidding me? Didn't you see Han Jincheng being beaten into such a dead dog state...
As his thoughts were turning, a sound of wind suddenly came into his ears. Gao Changfeng subconsciously stretched out his hand to block it, and bang, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of an incoming object, and hurriedly reached out to grab it. Sure enough, it was the small wooden box...
Looking up in shock, he saw the figure waved his hand casually, retreated into the shadows of the wing, and disappeared in an instant.
"This..." Gao Changfeng grabbed the wooden box and his brain shut down. What do you mean, just let it go? Then were you teasing us by throwing it before?
Okay, this is really someone who has a bad taste and is teasing others.
It's just a relic. Not to mention that this kind of magical thing has always been synonymous with side effects. There are countless people with supernatural powers who have been disabled in the underground world in previous lives because of this. Even if he is sure that there are no side effects, he will not use it.
Only those who have been to the top of the mountain will know that strength is something that can only be relied upon through hard work. Relying on external forces and taking shortcuts, even if you can improve for a while, in the end it will be nothing more than a mirror.