Yu Renyan said slowly: "It seems that you didn't take my words to heart. I said, next time we meet again, I will kill you."
Qianye frowned, slowly took off his backpack, threw it to the side, and put the assault rifle at his feet, then stood still, and said to Yu Renyan: "I didn't expect you to be so impatient."
"Just passing by. But since I bumped into it, I can't pretend not to see it. So everything is destiny. Shall I give you a few minutes to write your will?"
"The word will has never existed in my dictionary, maybe you will need it." Qianye pulled out the saber from the sleeve on his back waist. The silver light was still shining on the blade, and the silver liquid dipped in the battle with the blood clan a few nights ago had not been used up yet.
Yu Renyan glanced at Dao Feng, showed a creepy smile, and said, "Aren't you afraid of cutting yourself with this knife?"
"Thank you for the reminder." Qianye took out a pair of black tactical gloves, put them on, and then held the saber.
"If you'd like to go back with me..."
Qianye immediately interrupted him: "It's absolutely impossible!"
"I don't suggest that either. Then, let's fight!" Yu Renyan shook his arms, and two handleless narrow knives slipped from his sleeves to his hands.
Qianye took a deep breath, and took half a step back. When his left foot hit the ground, there was a muffled thud on the ground, as if the whole alley was shaken. The ground under Qianye's feet was cracked everywhere, continuously extending into the distance.
Surprise flashed in Yu Renyan's eyes, and he had a new understanding of Qianye's force strength. He flashed his figure quickly, and rushed forward obliquely, seizing the opportunity. The hands swung down heavily, a cold light flashed between the fingers, and they went straight to Qianye's neck.
Qianye took one step behind and stood still. At this time, his left arm was raised to block it, and the saber in his right stabbed back at Yu Renyan's chest like lightning!
This is a style of play that hurts both sides. Yu Renyan's tall body suddenly turned at an incredible angle like a boneless one, and retreated several meters with one step back, allowing Qianye's counterattack to pass. And Qianye did not pursue, but just stood there, waiting quietly.
Yu Renyan paused for a moment, then rushed forward like lightning, retreated, and attacked again.
The two merged and parted suddenly, Yu Renyan's movements were extremely quick and weird, his long arms and legs made him look like a giant spider, and he naturally had an advantage in distance when attacking.
And Qianye's legs were different from the front and back, standing firmly on the spot, looking like he was waiting for work, and didn't take the initiative to attack, but as long as Yu Renyan pounced, it would immediately be a counterattack that hurt both sides.
Occasionally, the two would have head-to-head contests, and most of the time the result would be a tie, which surprised Yu Renyan even more.
Yu Renyan suddenly whirled around Qianye like the wind, and his two knives danced on his palms. I saw the cold reflection of sharp blades in the night pulling out a phantom, like butterflies flying all over the sky, and dozens of wounds of all sizes were added to Qianye's body in the blink of an eye! The more he fought, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help but let out a sharp howl!
Qianye was silent, with no expression on his face, as if those injuries were not on his body at all, and he always maintained the rhythm of counterattack, and every shot was fast, accurate and ruthless, without fancy. This is the essence of fighting training. Fighting is about being faster than you, more accurate than you, and more ruthless than you. After achieving these three points, it is difficult not to win.
As long as the graduates of Huangquan haven't fallen, they may kill their opponents with one blow.
Yu Renyan slashed Qianye dozens of knives back and forth, but Qianye only returned two knives, one of which pierced Yu Renyan's abdomen, and the other almost cut off Yu Renyan's left hand.
The fight in the alley alarmed many people. A few mercenaries gathered at the entrance of the alley and looked in. Seeing Yu Renyan and Qianye in the fierce battle, they laughed and pointed, apparently they had drunk too much.
Yu Renyan's pupils turned into dangerous vertical pupils again, he suddenly abandoned Qianye, rushed into the middle of those mercenaries like the wind, swirled with his two knives, and saw an arc of light expanding and contracting in the air, engulfing all the mercenaries Come in!
A large amount of blood, minced meat and severed limbs were suddenly thrown out in the whirlwind, and in just one breath, Yu Renyan actually tore these mercenaries into pieces!
There was an exclamation on the long street, and people retreated quickly. Among the group of mercenaries, there were two second-level fighters, but they were all chopped up in the blink of an eye! If Yu Renyan sees something that is not pleasing to the eye, who can stop him a little bit
Yu Renyan chopped up several people, and seemed to be in a better mood. He shook off the flesh and blood on the knife, turned around and walked towards Qianye again. Qianye moved his left hand and pulled out the butcher.
"Are guns useful in this kind of battle?" Yu Renyan sneered.
But he soon stopped laughing, Qianye did not shoot at this distance, and the two fought together again. However, at the height of the battle, Qianye moved his wrist, and the butcher spit out a ball of yellow light roaringly, which directly hit Yu Renyan's thigh, and Yu Renyan's speed dropped by 30% immediately.
Yu Renyan is also a good hand with guns in melee combat, but after this battle, he found that he was far behind Qianye in this aspect. An origin force gun played superbly in Qianye's hands, it could be smashed or stabbed, and every time it was about to bombard, it suddenly withdrew its origin force.
Qianye is like an extremely flexible spring, the harder it is pressed, the stronger the rebound will be. Moreover, the gap in combat skills between the two sides was finally reflected bit by bit.
Qianye remained calm and stable from the beginning to the end, no matter how many injuries he suffered, his level remained the same. After Yu Renyan was injured, some movements began to lose shape, especially the heaviest legs and hands, which were obviously affected.
"Aren't you going to be in pain?" Yu Renyan couldn't help shouting.
"I just think this body is not my own." Qianye replied lightly, and suddenly backhanded the knife, cutting it close to the tip of Yu Renyan's nose.
"Pervert! Crazy!" Yu Renyan knew how painful those injuries on Qianye's body were, so he couldn't help cursing.
"Thank you for the compliment." Qianye responded sincerely, then suddenly stretched his body horizontally, picked up the assaulter, swung it out as an iron rod, and almost hit Yu Renyan in the back of the head.
Yu Renyan and Qianye exchanged two more wounds, then retreated abruptly, widening the distance between them. He looked down at his abdomen, where there were two open knife wounds, one of which went deep into the viscera and severed the intestines. Yu Renyan took a deep breath, contracted his abdominal muscles, and temporarily closed the wound.
He took a deep look at Qianye and said, "Next time, you won't have such good luck."
"And next time?" Qianye frowned.
"Of course! This is an order, and I am a soldier." After Yu Renyan finished speaking, he turned and left.
Qianye still stood there motionless, watching him leave.
When he walked out of the alley, Yu Renyan retracted his hands, and the dagger was retracted into the arm sleeve, and suddenly there were two new military stab-style daggers in his hand, jumping between his fingers as if with a spirituality.
The short blade flashed a deep silver light when it jumped, it turned out to be a Mithril weapon! If he had used these two weapons when fighting Qianye, Qianye, who already had a vampire physique, would definitely not be able to last so long.
Similarly, if Qianye jerked and twisted the blade when piercing Yu Renyan's abdomen, half of Yu Renyan's intestines would be crushed. But the current fast-in and fast-out wounds are not considered serious injuries to Yu Renyan, who is already at the sixth level.
The two seem to have some kind of tacit understanding, although life and death are close, but they still have reservations. But no one can tell what will happen next time they meet. Because in comparison, Qianye's strength is ultra-long-range sniping, while Yu Renyan is stealth and ambush. They should not be fighting in close combat.
However, as Yu Renyan said, this is an order, and he is a soldier. Qianye was also a soldier, so he understood the weight behind this sentence.
Qianye stood quietly for a moment, closing up the wounds all over his body, then picked up the backpack and assault hand, and walked slowly out of the alley.
Just as he walked out of the alley, a mercenary suddenly reached out to stop Qianye and shouted, "Stop!"
Qianye turned his head and saw several mercenaries gathered at the entrance of the alley, and a dozen or so mercenaries with similar clothing and equipment were rushing over in the distance. The one who stopped him was a third-level fighter.
"Is something wrong?" Qianye replied coldly.
"Tell me! Is the guy who killed us just now related to you?" the mercenary shouted. Seeing that there were more and more people on his side, his courage grew stronger. What's more, Qianye seems to have only lit three nodes, which is the same level as him.
Qianye couldn't help being a little surprised, seeing Yu Renyan's attack just now, do these mercenaries really dare to trouble him? Yu Renyan, a sixth-level member, should have been a lieutenant colonel in the expeditionary force. Just showing his identity can crush these mercenaries to death.
But seeing the mercenary's eyes, Qianye suddenly understood. The opponent stared at Qianye's assaulter and butcher, his eyes were full of burning greed.
Qianye suddenly pulled out the butcher, turned the handle of the gun upside down and handed it over, saying, "That guy seems to have used this gun before."
The mercenary didn't expect Qianye to be so savvy, and immediately reached out to pick it up, saying, "Then I'll take it back and check it first! Let's run away from the white bear mercenary group..."
The mercenary didn't finish his sentence, and he couldn't touch the butcher.
With a flick of Qianye's wrist, the butcher's steel-wrapped gun handle slammed into the mercenary's face!
Amid the crisp sound of bone cracking, half of the mercenary's face was shattered and dented, and he fell on his back without saying a word.
The butcher whirled in Qianye's hand, then pointed his gun at a group of mercenaries.
Qianye said coldly: "Who else wants to stand up?"
The mercenaries were pointed at by the butcher who was clearly loaded, and their faces were ashen. Just a few meters away, the butcher's power was enough to blast their armor and their bodies into pieces. What's more, the squadron leader, who is a third-level soldier, was knocked down with a single blow, and now his life and death are unknown. What can these first- and second-level fighters do
But the absolute superiority in numbers made the mercenaries unwilling, so they slowly encircled Qianye, blocking Qianye's way. Although the butcher is powerful enough, he cannot shoot continuously. As long as the first shot is fired, it is useless, and its function is no different from a blunt weapon.
The Level 3 Butcher Pistol, the Level 2 Assault Rifle, and the fact that Qianye’s backpack was bulging. These benefits already occupied all the thinking space of the mercenaries. They were mercenaries when they were in the city, but after they left the city, they could also become robbers and bandits depending on the situation. But if there is a third-level force gun that can be accounted for, it is in the city, and it might as well be a robber.
However, these mercenaries didn't know that Qianye's heart was beating fast at this moment, exceeding three hundred beats per minute! The crazy pulsation made Qianye feel parched and extremely restless, as if there was some beast inside his body that was roaring desperately, wanting to break through the seal and return to the world!
Not far away were the puddles of blood and corpses left by Yu Renyan after chopping up those mercenaries. Rich blood lingers on the tip of Qianye's nose, like a beautiful woman teasing a long-hungry pervert. Qianye's breathing became a little heavier, and his fingers trembled slightly. This was only a slight change, but only Huang Quanzhong and Qianye's classmates who had been in the same class for a long time would know that before the battle, he had such a little gaffe. It's not easy.
Qianye looked at these mercenaries, as if seeing a group of lambs surrounding them. He was very hungry, not only his throat, but every part of his body was burning like pain. Qianye really wanted to hold these people down, suck up all the fresh blood, and let them know what pain and despair are!