Hiss——
Dang——
The knife rises and falls.
The blade clanked.
Who lives, who dies.
All in one moment.
Qu Xin's martial arts is obviously not as good as Ran Ling.
In fact, no one in this room has martial arts skills comparable to Ran Ling.
But... this does not mean that Ran Ling can really kill everyone in front of him as he said.
Because in this world, the strong will never win.
"You..." Ran Ling's move was blocked, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth for some reason.
His eyes did not fall on Qu Xin who caught his knife, but looked at Huang Donglai.
"Huh..." Huang Donglai understood what the other party meant and immediately smiled, "What? Don't you have any idea of the consequences of drinking the wine I poured?"
< p>Ran Ling was very angry, but he had nothing to say.Just now, he thought that he was fine after drinking for a while, but it was not until he took out the knife that he realized that the poison needed to be triggered by "power".
"Ran Ling, if you just surrendered, you could have saved your life for the time being, but it's a pity..." Qu Xin held the opponent's blade and said smoothly, "...but you have to do this fearless thing "Resist."
"Nonsense!" Ran Ling shouted angrily, "Gufa is dead, poisonous hair is dead, it's just a matter of time... Bah!" , turning the knife back, "Since you want to kill them all, well, I will bring a few to bury them with you!"
As soon as the words came to the ground, Ran Ling made the knife move again.
The sword technique he used this second time was very different from before.
Just now he wanted to "survive", so he had some scruples. In addition to considering the distribution of physical strength against one enemy and many, he also had to pay attention to his own offensive and defensive balance, and he had to avoid Huang Donglai to avoid accidentally putting him down. The man who could cure him of the poison was hacked to death.
But now...he wants to "fight hard".
As a result, the cold and sharp sword suddenly became a crazy killing sword.
Beyond the reach of the blade, the sword energy also appears.
Although this exercise will speed up the movement of toxins in his body and make him die faster, in a situation where he is bound to die, Ran Ling doesn't care about this.
"Protect the Lords of Hundred Households!" He said it late and then quickly, but when he saw the Jin Yiwei who came in with Zhuang Li, they also shouted and rushed forward with their swords drawn, standing with Qu Xin Reached the front line.
For a time, the blades and shadows crisscrossed each other, and the sword energy was everywhere. The five or six people were killed in one piece, and blood rained down.
At the same time, Huang Donglai and Sun Yixie also took action quickly, but as soon as they turned around, they both shrank behind Zhuang Li, and then lifted Zhuang Li sideways like a human shield with one foot and one head. They got up and stood between them and the battle circle. Then, in this posture, they held Zhuang Li and ran away from the house.While shouting: "Protect Mr. Baihu! Protect Mr. Baihu!"
Zhuang Li was dumbfounded at the time, and he was also wondering in his heart: Are you sure you are protecting me?
Fortunately, there were still a few people in front of him, and they were not far from the door. They quickly ran out of the house, and Zhuang Baihu escaped unscathed.
On the other side, the battle situation in the house took a turn for the worse.
Ran Ling, who fought desperately, was still fierce even though he was poisoned. In the blink of an eye, he killed three Jinyi guards with his sword. Naqu Xin's arms and ribs were also injured soon. It's hard to see what's happening.
You must know that the Jin Yiwei who are fighting with Ran Ling in the room are already some of the best martial arts in this guardhouse. If they were replaced by others with inferior martial arts, I am afraid He couldn't stand up to Ran Ling with either of his moves.
Seeing that Ran Ling was about to rush out of the room... Lei Buji took action.
However, he saw his feet slightly apart, leaping forward lightly, accumulating strength in his fists, but not fully using his arms - he leaped forward with a "collapse fist" and rushed away against the opponent's sword screen. .
This seemingly reckless forward attack actually seized the slight time difference between the sword curtain and cut through the gap of the sword energy.
Faced with such a sharp attack, Ran Ling did not panic. He just sneered and said in his heart: "Hmph... As expected of the Holy Sect of the Eight Desolate Fists, you have some skills, but it's a pity that you are not as good as you are. "It's far away!"
Thinking of this, his upper body suddenly tilted forward and sideways, his left foot became independent, his right leg was thrown back and upwards, he retracted the knife and kicked, and there was a "scorpion tail swing" ".
This kick not only completely broke Lei Buji's punches, but also kicked the latter's right shoulder.
Ran Ling's feet were already weak, and coupled with Lei Buji's own forward momentum, the power was doubled like a "counterattack" in boxing.
After being kicked, Buji's body immediately lost balance and flew up. Ran Ling also caught the opponent's flaw, turned around and followed up with another move, raising the knife directly to Lei Buji's throat.
When——
Fortunately, there were others around at this time.
At the critical moment, Qu Xin struck again, and Kankan helped Lei Buji block this fatal attack.
But Qu Xin himself was injured, so he reluctantly jumped over to help others block the blow, causing his wound to tear further and bleed. The pain slowed down his speed of closing the attack by more than a sliver.
When Ran Ling saw this, he would not miss this opportunity, and immediately struck Qu Xin in the chest with a knife.
The moment the sound of the knife broke through the wind, Qu Xin knew that he was going to die.
He was selected as an undercover agent because he had no family or friends. So at this moment, what came to his mind was not the memories with his relatives, but a story he had with his boss Shui. Conversation...
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Shui Hanyi: "How many times has this happened to you? You beat the gangsters and the people from the yamen, even if you are covered Face...beat the person into a cripple,Someone needs to clean up the mess for you. Are you crazy? Have you forgotten whether you are a good person or a bad person? ”
Qu Xin: “It was clearly agreed upon for three years, and three years later, another three years, and three years later, another three years. It’s almost ten years, boss!” I am now the third person in the shadow, and if I go on, I might also become the boss, boss! ”
Shui Hanyi: “Can you speak nicely?” Now I am the only one in Jinyiwei who knows your identity. If I die one day and I don't have time to tell others the code word for our connection, then you will be a shadow for the rest of your life, and I won't have to worry about it. "
Qu Xin: "Forget it, you won't die even if I die. You are now among the 'four masters' in the court. Brother, I'm still squatting in the tea shop and listening to others. Homely. ”
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This revolving door made Qu Xin smile bitterly.
I think back then, he and Shui Hanyi were at the same age, and he was still the same age. He is two or three years older than Shui Hanyi. The two had stayed in the same guardhouse for several years when they were young, and their friendship was quite good.
However, the gap in martial arts caused the two to drift apart. Fading away.
It only took a few years for Shui Hanyi to become the commander-in-chief and be transferred elsewhere. However, Qu Xin was not worthy of being transferred until he was thirty years old and on the eve of going out to work as an undercover agent. When it comes to Xiao Qi’s position,
If we look more closely, he was promoted to Xiao Qi, perhaps because he was afraid that he would not be loyal enough and would rebel after leaving, so he was temporarily promoted to one level. .
Qu Xin is not stupid. Even if he didn't think of this at first, he should have thought of it later.
In the same period in the past, he could still be friends with you in private, but In front of others, he has become an "adult"; while Master Shui is famous all over the world, he, Qu Xiaoqi, is working as a junior in a Jianghu organization.
This sense of loss is still there. Not anyone can bear the loneliness of the enemy camp.
But Qu Xin... can bear it.
He is different from the fake Ran Ling. To this day, he is. His position in his heart has never wavered.
In Qu Xin's heart, he is a soldier, Lei Buji is a citizen, and Fake Ran Ling is a thief... He has always clearly distinguished between black and white. , clearly, so the sword he blocked for Lei Buji now was entirely out of duty and instinct. Even if the consequence might be death, he didn't feel regret, he just felt sad about this.
, which "Ran Ling" can never match.
Zi——
After a breath, Ran Ling's sword paused.
Xin, he's still alive.
It's not that Ran Ling was merciful, but someone... forced his sword to stop.
This person's martial arts is very high.
High enough that he can break into Jin Yiwei's guardhouse without restraint
High enough that he can rush into the room and enter the battle before everyone can react.
So high... that he could "pinch" Ran Ling's blade with two fingers and stop the latter's sword.
Please note that it is "pinching", not "clipping": "clipping the knife" usually uses the index finger and middle finger. This posture is easier to exert force and can use the strength of the entire forearm; but "pinching the knife", use It's the index finger and thumb, just like taking out a candy from a bowl. Only the strength of the fingers is used when exerting force in this posture.
At that moment, even Ran Ling, a dying man, was stunned. He couldn't help but look at the person in front of him with shocked eyes.
The visitor is a white-haired old man with medium build and dark skin. Judging from his face, he is at least sixty-five years old, but his back is still very straight and his eyes are full of energy. Full of energy.
"Thank you, sir... for helping my son block the knife." The old man was still holding Ran Ling's knife in his hand, but his eyes had moved away from the other person and looked behind him. Qu Xin, at the same time, said in a very relaxed tone, "I will return this knife to you."
"Son?" When Qu Xin heard this, he immediately realized that this was Who, and when he thought of this, his whole body was trembling, "Could it be that you are..." "Oh, that's right." The old man smiled and continued, "I... Lei Buwei." ”
Bang——
While he was talking and laughing, he crushed Ran Ling’s knife with a flick of his wrist.
Everyone, This is broken, not broken.
If it is "broken", the knife is still half usable, but "broken"... means that the blade has all become small pieces and fallen to the ground.
p>In the blink of an eye, Ran Ling only had a knife handle left in his hand, and in front of him was a "top-notch" master. In addition, the poison he was poisoned was almost gone. His heart skipped a beat, and in despair, his energy to fight to the death dissipated, and he sat down on the ground.
As he lay dying, the fake Ran Ling didn't say a word, just remained silent. Quietly stopped breathing.
No one knew his name until he died, and no one knew what he was thinking about in his last moments...