Three hundred and thirty-eight town three mountains thirty-one
When those broken bricks and tiles, and the Gelutai killer among them, were about to land on Wu Erlang's head, the Jinzhou military attachés, including Wei Changpan, all believed that the Xiaoyaoshan king would not be able to avoid him even if he made another move at this time.
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Rubbing the handle of the long knife in his hand that had several holes in it, Wei Changpan didn't know how many more blows this mediocre long knife could sustain. His body, which was already riddled with holes, might be better than his.
The knife in his hand collapsed earlier, but he had to use it.
Because he couldn't put all his hopes on the Kalutai killer.
The broken bricks and tiles were just broken bricks and tiles. They fell from a height of more than ten feet. Even if they really hit Wu Erlang's head, it would be very difficult to scratch his skin due to the toughness of his body. This was probably the reason why he didn't move.
Once he moves, the dozen or so wolves and tigers in front of him will also move, and the threat is far greater than those falling bricks.
The military attachés in Jinzhou exchanged glances and confirmed that the two with the highest combat power among them would step forward to raid the formation for Wei Changpan. Su Qilian should have been among these two, but as the backbone of these people, he had aged, so
Just like the others, he held the dagger in his left hand behind his back, using his forearm as a frame, his shoulder blade as a support, and his right hand to cock the crossbow.
Since their old arms and legs cannot charge forward, they can be relied upon by the young man holding the sword and moving forward.
As he was falling, the Kasukadai Killer had time to glance at those vulgar warriors. He was not surprised at all that they were superfluous. If these vulgar warriors could really succeed, there would be no need for him to lie dormant until now. Until now, he was still confident that almost all the details were still there.
Under control.
The only surprise in this assassination was that the King of Xiaoyaoshan somehow saw through his hiding place. The martial arts of Cicada Fu and Ant Fu were compulsory courses for all killers in the Cutting Platform. His teacher once taught him that assassination is delicate.
Art, hiding one's body is the first and crucial step in assassination. He can hang upside down on the beam with four fingers all day long, constricting his breathing and heartbeat, and any ant passing by his face will think that
There is a cold stone beneath his feet. Even if the King of Xiaoyao Mountain can see through it, it does not prevent him from gradually heading towards death.
The death order he received from the elders only had Wu Erlang's name on it. However, when he saw the young man who made him feel sick when he first met, he thought he wouldn't mind doing more after finishing the work at hand.
Kill one person. Anyway, the deal is already done, and she can't do anything to him after returning to Guelutai. No, she is the one who saved his life, so how can she do anything to him?
When he reaches a very high position in the Kaolu Terrace in the future, will she also be within the scope of what he wants?
At this time, the King of Xiaoyao Mountain looked up blankly at the broken bricks and tiles that were already close at hand. Perhaps out of the pride of a warrior, or the self-confidence that there was no threat, Wu Erlang did not choose to dodge.
There was still an arm's length left, and the pain and pain that had left him after the cicadas and ants were lifted disappeared in a flash. The pill mixed with wild incense in his mouth took effect. The elder of Kalutai a long time ago
They realized that while Ye Mixiang was helping them better control the killers, it was also gradually eroding the bodies and souls of these murderous knives. No matter how sharp and hard the blade was, Ye Mixiang would gradually rust it into scrap metal. This kind of wild Mixiang in the wild
In addition to the incense, there are also pills mixed with more than ten different rare materials. When it takes effect, it can overwhelm the pain of a broken arm and squeeze out the last potential of the bone marrow.
Use a valuable pill to kill a king of Xiaoyaoshan
The man named Wei is guaranteed to make a profit no matter what.
Almost all Jinzhou military attachés saw this scene with their own eyes. At the same time that the cicadas and ants were lifted, something stretched out between the broken bricks and tiles into a human shape. That not-so-strong body might be walking in the streets.
You will be ridiculed by those who love right and wrong, but only those who are good at this know that such a body, every muscle from head to toe has been tempered to the point of no more and no less, in order to forge a murderous knife just right.
, only Gelutai in the world can have such a shocking forging technique.
Wu Erlang suddenly lowered his body and grabbed the collar of the headless corpse of the minion in Xiaoyao Mountain at his feet.
The Jinzhou military attaches unanimously lowered the swords of their crossbows.
Wei Changpan ducked down to get out of the way of the arrow and was about to take action.
How useful can a headless corpse of a mountain bandit be?
In prosperous times, if you meet a kind-hearted person, you may be able to rest in peace. In troubled times, you may make more food for owls and wild dogs. If you are lucky enough to die of old age on your own mountain, you may still have a thin-skinned coffin or two.
The headless corpse that Wu Erlang had just beheaded should have been a limp pile of dead flesh, but it was swung like a stick by the king of Xiaoyaoshan, causing Wei Changpan to lose his balance and had to avoid many steps to the right.
Then the headless corpse was used as a light shield, and it was raised high after blocking several three-edged arrows directed at the vital points of the Jinzhou military attachés.
How long did it take for these Kalutai killers, who had been huddled in a corner of Huizhou all day, to open their eyes and look at the world outside? Wu Erlang even had a leisurely time to spread his thoughts while waving the headless corpse that was shot into a hedgehog. After his martial arts level reached a high level,
There is an unforeseen advantage of using more distractions. As long as he is not involved in a life-and-death fight, even if the knife is shining brightly above his head, Wu Erlang can still separate his thoughts and travel thousands of miles to see the red maples in the mountains.
The forest was completely dyed, and I watched the bright moon on the sea and the flat tide on both sides of the bank. Finally, I walked around and returned to the abandoned house in Yanggu County that had already grown grass on the steps. I sat on the steps paved with bluestones and watched the dull sun shining on me in the afternoon.
The head fell into a deep sleep.
Most of the broken bricks and tiles that were originally the roof of the inn were blocked by the headless corpse that was tied up like a hedgehog and then rolled to the ground. Many small dents of different depths were made on the floor of the inn. If anyone got closer and took a closer look,
, you can see that many pits are more or less stained with a fishy-smelling colorless grease.
These ordinary oil-like ointments and wild incense are two things with completely opposite effects. The latter can eliminate all pain on the human body, but the former can amplify the original trivial pain hundreds or even thousands of times.
It feels like a little pain after being smeared with this ointment, and it feels like someone is stirring a red-hot iron rod deep in the wound. In the history of Cutting Platform, there are not many killers who accidentally got a little bit of this ointment when preparing it.
In the end, he died in pain. In all cases, he was wrapped in a personal armor secretly made of shark skin in the deer cutting platform. Compared with the personal armor worn by the Jinzhou military attaches, it was lighter, but it did not provide much protection.
Too much difference.
For Wu Fu's keen five senses, the smell of the ointment would inevitably make him alert. He did not intend to use this method, which was not considered clever in the deer cutting platform, to kill the king of Xiaoyaoshan. It was better to use poison than to use poison.
, he is still more accustomed to inserting the blade into the heart of the person being killed, stirring it for half a circle, then pulling it out, and then taking three steps back to appreciate the bright red that can spurt out in an instant.
Completely sure? No one among the Kalutai Killers has dared to have such confidence, because no one has ever had such confidence.
The exceptions all ended miserably. Even if the top ten killers of Fielutai were asked to assassinate a bloated restaurant cook, none of them would take it lightly, because the elders of Fielutai would not be stupid enough to let those murderous sharp knives go.
Kill an ordinary cook.
No matter what his mentality was before, at this moment and here, this second among the new generation of young killers in Kalutai will no longer have the slightest contempt for the person he wants to kill. All his attention is poured into the straight knife in his hand.
On the short sword of the sword, he calculated the angle and force at which he should stab Takejiro's chest so that the blood groove on the sword could release all the blood in his body as quickly as possible.
The headless corpse blocked the line of sight between him and the King of Xiaoyao Mountain. Even though he could not see the latter's specific figure, he was confident that he could cut Wu Erlang and the corpse into two pieces even with his eyes closed.
The straight-edged knife in his hand had penetrated the corpse's abdominal cavity several inches.
The right hand holding the knife suddenly felt a twinge of pain. The young killer of Kalutai immediately made a decision and used his left hand to support the headless corpse. His body, which was originally falling, turned a few feet to the side. When he landed on the ground, he rolled forward.
He was more than ten feet tall, leaning against the wall of the inn with his eyes alert.
Gently throwing away the already disfigured corpse, Wu Erlang easily pulled out an arrow that Su Qilian and others had previously fired, and shook it in front of the cutler platform killer from a distance of several feet: "The arrow was stabbed by the simmering poison.
If you hurt your hand, why don't you bleed it quickly and then apply medicine? Be careful that this arm will be useless in a while. Will the Kalutai killer with a useless arm still have a good life in the future?"
The numbness and itching coming from the wound cannot be faked, not to mention that the poison used by those Jinzhou military attachés was produced by Kalutai. Although it was the so-called lowest quality, as Takejiro said, if it is not dealt with, even if the arm is damaged afterwards
If he could keep it, a right arm that could not hold the knife stably would undoubtedly ruin his future in the deer-cutting platform.
Having lost the advantage of being in the dark, he had to admit that the chance of winning in a head-on fight with the King of Xiaoyaoshan was extremely slim. The flaws exposed when dealing with the wounds were undoubtedly extremely fatal. Those Jinzhou military attachés went south to give Qishan
The head of the Zhang family in the county seeks revenge on Songfeng Mountain. The fight on Songfeng Mountain was witnessed by more than one person and the ten people in front of the deer-cutting platform...
He didn't believe these people would give him cover, but if he didn't deal with the wound and had no future in the deer-cutting platform, how could he still have Lu Jiu in his arms?
Then give it a try...
"You think a lot, but you do too little." Wu Erlang said calmly, "A martial artist who has been wandering around in the world would have died countless times. With your kind of mind, only Kaolutai can be a treasure.
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This young killer, who had been regarded as a promising young killer by the elders of Kasukatai, looked down in disbelief at the forearm in front of him that was half-deep in his chest. Even to his death, he still did not understand how Takejiro crossed over ten feet in the blink of an eye.
He was unprepared when this move was executed from a long distance, but a hole as big as a fist was opened in his chest, and he had no reason to live anymore.