Zhu Liu escaped a straight fist from the stone again, turned and slid, turned lightly behind the stone, and with a sharp wind, he slashed it fiercely!
Everyone uttered an exclamation. Someone had already shouted "Stop", but it was too late to stop.
With this cut, although the stone will not die, I am afraid it will take a while to lie down.
With such a long distance, even Huang Duxian, who had done so lightly, couldn't stop him.
At the moment when everyone felt sorry, the knife was less than half a foot away from the stone.
At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the sky, and everyone flashed in front of them, and a silver light had already hit Zhu Liu's head.
Hearing the sound, Zhu Liu discerned the position, and calmly swung his knife away from the object, which was nailed to the courtyard wall diagonally.
At this time, everyone saw that it was a three-inch willow-leaf flying knife.
Zhu Liu fell to the ground and turned around lightly, sneering at the "sneak attacker" while carrying a knife.
Everyone's eyes also shifted to the master of the flying knife, and it was Yang Sen who was no longer hesitating.
At this time, Yang Sen was staring at Zhu Liu guardingly, holding a throwing knife in each hand, and the deerskin pouch around his waist was also open, with stars and cold light shining in it.
Zhu Liu narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Are you fat?"
There was still fear in Yang Sen's eyes, but the hand holding the flying knife no longer trembled. He glanced at the rock that was looking at him worriedly, and said: "I, I'm not afraid of you anymore. If you want to hit me, hit me. !"
Zhu Liu sneered: "Huh, just rely on you? Don't be beaten to death by me." Zhu Liu turned his head to the stone and said, "Go over, let's go together!"
Stone could not see any sillyness anymore, he took a steady look at the two of them, and steadily walked towards Yang Sen and stood in front of Yang Sen.
Seeing the escalation of the battle, the audience looked at each other and felt the atmosphere exploded. They backed up and squeezed under the wall to make more room for the three of them, and at the same time guard against accidental injuries. Only Huang Duxian still stood not far away, calmly.
At this moment, the three people in the field looked at each other and suddenly shouted in unison!
This time it was Stone and Yang Sen who took the initiative to attack. Yang Sen shot the flying knives in his hand at lightning speed, then took out two more from the deerskin bag, and the stone followed the flying knives and rushed towards Zhu Liu who was standing with the knives.
Zhu Liu put away his sneer, first swung the knife and knocked off the flying knife. At this time, the stone's fists also blasted in front of him. Zhu Liu took advantage of the momentum of knocking away the flying knife, lightly fluttered his body, and kicked his side against the weak waist of the stone. Although this kick was painful to the stone, it was not fatal. Zhu Liu's kick was not meant to seriously injure the stone. Instead, he took a step diagonally. After landing, he immediately took a step forward and slashed towards the stone. stone.
But at this time, Yang Sen's two throwing knives from the second round flew in, forcing Zhu Liu to use his knives to save himself.
Looking at this scene, Zhu Liu knew in his heart that Yang Sen must be dealt with first. After knocking off the flying knife, he swept towards Yang Sen.
Yang Sen was shocked! With both hands kept, several flying knives were sent out in an instant, and the flying knives that flew out were connected into one, as if Yang Sen was holding a silver cord, one hand was linked in Yang Sen's hand, and the other was controlled by Zhu Liu.
Zhu Liu had no choice but to slow down and knock the flying knives away one by one. At this time, the stone stepped up again and blasted over with a punch.
At this point, the battle was at a deadlock, and the stone attack could never reach Zhu Liu. When Zhu Liu attacked the stone, he would be interrupted by Yang Sen, and he would be attacked by the stone when he attacked Yang Sen. Entangled for several rounds.
The crowd on the sidelines was shocked by the unique tricks of the three of them, and screamed out loud from time to time!
And Huang Duxian couldn't help but admire the masters of Jin Yiwei. These three are also masters in the arena, especially Zhu Liu, who can be regarded as first-class masters.
Whether it is the supernatural power and tenacity of the stone, or Yang Sen's superb flying knife skills, they are all unique. Under the attack of the two, Zhu Liu, who was calm and unhurried and well-founded, was even more admired by everyone.
The stone's moves are steady and solid, one step at a time. Although the speed is not as good as that of Yang Sen and Zhu Liu, it is still small and exquisite. Using the flexible force of the wrists, ankles, waist and shoulders in the wide opening and closing, it can change quickly. . It can be seen that he was withdrawn from a young age and practiced without doing anything. Practice makes perfect. In some simple foreign boxing of his adoptive father, he instinctively worked out a set of his own way of fortune, which eventually became the instinctive reaction of the body. At the same time, he made him rely on his own talents to save simplicity and create a set of kung fu suitable for him, simple and effective.
Although Yang Sen’s body style is worse than Zhu Liu and Sun Quan, and far worse than Huang Duxian, but its flexibility is not bad, especially the kung fu of the hands, the flexibility of the fingers and the wrist, compared with It's not bad for a king of snitches like Huang Duxian to come. The three-inch-long flying knife seemed to dance in his hand. With a twist of his wrist, and a flick of his fingers, the strength and direction of the flying knife can be changed, so that the flying knife can always follow the correct trajectory. flight.
And Zhu Liu, who is one-on-two, is even better. Everyone in Jinyiwei not only dare not provoke Zhu Liu, but it can even be said to avoid fear. On the one hand, it is because of his superb skills, and he is also Lu Bing's confidant. What's more important is that Zhu Liu, who is uncertain, has a surly temper, and acts viciously. He only listens to Lu Bing's words, and the rest of the people don't give face. Lu Bing knew this too well, so he didn't arrange street tours for Zhu Liu, but stayed in the Thousand Households House to be responsible for torture and guard.
Zhong Jinyiwei only saw Zhu Liu let go of his hands and feet to fight today. Every move is perfect, regardless of strength, speed, and control. They are all in place and impeccable. Do not use a bit more, and not a bit more effort. All kinds of moves come in hand, calmly and unhurriedly. But every movement is full of oppression, and this oppression is different from Lu Bing or others. Fighting him is like being in hell, filled with evil, gloomy and crazy.
Even if the others are murderous, they will only burst out when they exert a brutal force, but Zhu Liu keeps cold all the time regardless of anger or sneer. It seems that there is no difference between taking off a person's head and cutting a watermelon.
Of these three people, one was incomparable, the other was superb with flying knives, and the other was superb.
However, Yang Sen and Shishi’s cooperation became more and more tacit, Shi’s calmness and Zhu Liu’s flexibility gradually merged into one, one long attack and one close defense, defending each other, making up for each other’s attacks, and slowly drawing closer together. At this time, the distance between Zhu Liu and Zhu Liu looked almost equal to Zhu Liu.
After a few rounds, the coup and magic skills were endless, and the momentum was magnificent, the faster he fought, and the harder he fought. Fortunately, there was a stalemate for a while, otherwise I was afraid that someone had already splashed blood on the spot.
The audience was dazzled and even forgot to applaud.