In the real world, knives are the masters of knives. WWw!QUAbEn-XIAoShUo!com, especially the knives with a length of less than 1 meter are even more perfect. In the martial arts world, one inch is always stronger than the other. There is a saying that an inch is short and an inch is dangerous. But even before the bayonet became reincarnation. He also used a knife and was invincible in the bloody gang fights. It relies on the unique skill of drawing the sword with the backhand.
The best thing about bayonet is holding the knife in the backhand of the left hand. It grabs the enemy's throat. Therefore, among the gangsters who used to eat black things. You can often see bayonets ghostly walking through the enemy. With a slight stoop and a slight cough. The sickly pale left hand held the small one. short. But a sharp scalpel. Behind him were all enemies covering their necks and slowly falling down with bulging eyes. Then a lot of blood poured out from under the group of enemies. It's like sex being dissolved in blood.
This move is swift and unparalleled for a bayonet. It can only be described in eight words. That's "Not a skill. Better than a skill." He's done this millions of times. Choose the angle of the kick. The accuracy is extremely accurate. Compared with Fang Lin's abnormal computing simulation ability. This move of the bayonet is completely a manifestation of biological instinct. Just like we call. Water is so natural. There is no sense of pyrotechnics at all. And because of this. It's so hard to guard against. Totally irresistible.
At this time, Bayonet once again displayed his unique skills.
His broken pocket knife. Flying through the air. It was like a ripple of death spreading rapidly. The cold air and murderous aura climbed to the highest peak in an instant. Even Fang Lin and Payne, who were both friendly forces, couldn't help but narrow their eyes.
But the guard's face was stiff. Bend the other elbow and press downward. He actually used his elbow to touch Ling Shang, who was holding the bayonet. The bayonet's folding knife struck him under the elbow. With a "pop" sound, the clothes on the guard's shoulders were completely shattered. Even small pieces of armor appeared and flew around. But you can see it clearly. The guard's withered elbow was inlaid with a piece of dark wood. Bayonets and folding knives are sharp though. But it only cut into one-third of the wood and it was difficult to make any further progress.
This piece of wood was sent from the far north and is called Icefield Ironwood. This tree has grown in the severe cold of Siberia for many years. Growth rate is extremely slow. The wood is extremely tough and hard. Ordinary wood can easily float when thrown into water, but this wood was thrown into water. But it sinks faster than steel of the same volume.
The bayonet was thwarted, but the strength attached to the knife also crippled the guard's hand and made him unable to move. His hands magically disappeared into his sleeves as soon as he folded them. And his left hand was already pinching the vein where the guard stretched out his other hand.
The pulse gate is also one of the key points of the human body. Once pinched hard. That hand must be very weak and weak and can't help but let go. Its location is in the area designated by traditional Chinese medicine. But as soon as the bayonet was pinched, my heart suddenly became cold:
There was no pulsing feeling of blood on this guy's wrist.
He turned out to be a human being.
Bayonet felt the pain in his shoulder getting worse. Although his hand had firmly grasped this guy's wrist. But for a while, there was nothing that could be done against him. But Bayonet is not fighting alone. Fang Lin was already approaching. Then the five fingers of the right hand merge together like a knife. He stabbed the obviously dead guard in the throat.
This thorn actually contains great adsorption power. It seemed that Fang Lin's fingers only stayed on the guard's throat before he could make any further progress. But when the guard was touched by Fang Lin, a terrifying roar like a wild beast suddenly came from his mouth. The body swelled. However, the dry and wrinkled skin all over his body was quickly dyed with a faint black color as the body changed.
As the blackness spread rapidly. Fang Lin's left hand gesture penetrated the guard's throat like a broken bamboo. Even the fingertips are sticking out of the back of the neck. Then he pulled out suddenly. A stream of light black flames as thick as the mouth of a bowl erupted from the terrifying and rolling wound, and spread out like smoke.
Fang Lin's expression changed, he took a deep breath and took half a step back. A stream of dark red blood flowed from his nostrils, snaking down like a red snake. And the pale black flame at the throat of the dead guard spread straight upward. Turning his head into flying ash. The bayonet immediately took the opportunity to draw the sword again. Cut off the hand of the enemy who was already a headless corpse - because there is no barrier from the iron birch of the ice field. This time the bayonet easily achieved its goal. He finally managed to tear the severed hand off his shoulder. But the guard's fingers were so tight. So when his hand left the bayonet shoulder. They all grabbed a large piece of clothing off their bayonet shoulders. And Dao's shoulder was still very painful. When you take a closer look. There were already five more black wounds. look
The guards around Cao were no longer human at all. It seems that everything is frozen,
Fang Lin took two hard breaths. He could clearly feel the death aura on the guard's body before him. Somehow strong evil emerged in my heart. Arrogant. The feeling of wanting to kill everything. Fang Lin, who dealt the blow, seemed fine on the surface. But my temples were throbbing with pain. It was as clear as hearing my own beating.
This move is exactly the terrifying skill that Fang Lin once understood before:
The soul of the big snake. Fang Lin himself couldn't control this move automatically. The power of the serpent is hidden deep in the blood of the heavenly gods. Quite special conditions are required to activate it. Fang Lin has never shown up in the world of Golden Slug. In the future, the conditions for activating the power of the serpent were triggered again. Now I finally understand that I am afraid that it is induced by the power of the dead. If only the power of the big snake could be made controllable. The biggest advantage is that you can use something to fool Storm Konitz - the direct disciple of the master of the snake. This identity is enough to make Koniz proud and sincere. Of course, Fang Lin could only reluctantly accept the fact that he had decades of skills passed down to him.
Of course, the power of the Orochi is a terrifying skill that is ruthless and decisive. Unless it's someone as powerful as a snake. Otherwise, this move will cause great harm to the caster himself. After performing this trick. It’s not just the enemies that are traumatized. The person doing the move will also be harmed together. When Fang Lin pulled out his left hand from the enemy's throat with cruelty. He felt as if he had suffered the same severe injury in the same part. That pain. However, Fang Lin's willpower and determination are extremely strong. He couldn't help but look pale and clenched his teeth tightly. Fortunately, both Bayonet and Payne's attention was focused on Cao at this time. Otherwise, it would be really easy for them to discover something strange about themselves.
The other two guards around Cao also became that kind of tireless pain. The living dead with infinite strength. Although these two guys were white-armored spearmen of different ranks in the army during their lifetime. But his strength after death is astonishingly strong. Continuous battles are even more excavating. They seem to have the ability to predict the enemy's actions three seconds later. Therefore, even characters like bayonet can accidentally attack their way. But I am afraid of unknown enemies. After confirming that the two living dead guards Qian Lu were at their wits end. Or kill them easily. It just took a little more time.
Cao saw that the last amulet had been broken. He said that he could not escape the clutches of the devil today. He closed his eyes in a very bachelor manner. Not even dressed properly. He looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. Fang Lin and the others didn't really want to kill him right away. So the future founding emperor of Wei (Cao Cao was the king of Wei until his death. He did not proclaim himself emperor. His title of Emperor Wu of Wei was added to him by Cao. By the way, Cao himself was called Emperor Wen of Wei. Together, father and son added up. That’s both civil and military.)
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After Cao Cao's two sons were kidnapped at the same time. The negative effects are quite obvious. Immediately, Cao Jun exploded like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed. Of course, what depresses them the most is. The enemy was obviously targeting Cao Zhang and Cao Lai. And it's not assassination or kidnapping. It stands to reason that the purpose of kidnapping is nothing more than seeking money. Conditions will be announced soon through various channels. But the strange thing is that a group of mysterious people disappear immediately after robbing people. It was as if they had no intention of making any demands. Therefore, Cao Jun could only wait. There is only waiting. It's better to have that faint glimmer of hope than nothing.
But after Cao Dian disappeared. This suffocating wait has finally come to an end. The kidnappers were named. It is said that the whole family of this group of people died in Zhang Liao's hands. They just want a fair fight. There were ten of them in total. Zhang Liao could only bring nine guards. If Zhang Liao died in their hands. |The two sons of the Cao family will also die here. Only Zhang Liao and the others won. Only then can Cao and Cao be rescued safely. If there is an outside force joining in the battle. Then they will immediately start tearing up the votes.
Such conditions do not count. And Zhang himself is very confident. He felt that if ten enemies hit one of him, he might still have a half chance of winning. But he added nine of his own guards. That's a must-win situation.
Within the agreed time. Zhang Liao's figure appeared in front of Fang Lin. Zhang Liao is a man with an imposing manner. The armor he wore didn't look heavy. On the contrary, the horse he was riding on was covered in a thick layer of fish scale armor - an ordinary horse would wear such thick armor. I'm afraid it has already been crushed. But look at that horse raising its hooves leisurely. Snorting. It was as if that layer of heavy objects were made of paper.