Twenty years ago, Song Jingang became famous in the world because of his Vajra Fist. Countless masters of Vajra Fist were defeated by him in the world, but his truly feared martial arts was not Vajra Fist.

It's that unique set of sword-drawing techniques.

The skill of drawing a sword is as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, and the sword kills everyone.

This move is too cruel, and Song Jingang is a member of the public family, so he never uses it lightly in his life, so in the martial arts world, people only hear its name but not its form. Fan Xiaodao has seen Song Jingang use it when practicing swordsmanship.

After this move, he once begged Song Jingang to teach him this secret skill, but Song Jingang refused to teach him because it was too murderous. However, he did not expect that this move would appear on Zhao Xing, and he felt a little unfair.

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There were countless questions in his mind, but the situation was so critical at the moment that he couldn't even open his mouth.

Before anyone could see what happened, the man fell into a pool of blood.

Zhao Xing's knife is too fast.

He was so fast that even his eyes couldn't catch his trajectory, let alone learn this trick.

Zhao Xing stood proudly among the crowd, each with a sword, and said coldly: "Those who act rashly will die."

Although many of these people are desperadoes, most of them come here to make money. When faced with such a tough challenge, most of them retreat, not daring to make the first move to take advantage of them. There are also spies from the Northern Zhou Dynasty. If they are really caught,

If they fell into the hands of the imperial court, death would be waiting for them. How could these desperadoes listen to Zhao Xing's threats and wave their weapons to attack him.

Zhao Xing was outnumbered and outnumbered, and showed no fear at all.

A knife made him perfect, and he killed three people in a row.

Blood is like a flower in the dark, blooming in the dark night.

Zhao Xing's eyes turned red.

After dozens of moves, everyone found that although Zhao Xing was full of momentum, he felt more and more unable to follow up. Their confidence increased greatly. They saw the opportunity, and the few people who had previously wavered came forward and joined the battle formation.

Zhao Xing, who was deeply trapped in the enemy's position, also complained secretly.

He studied under a famous sect, and although these people were extremely vicious, there was no way they could hurt him in the slightest. However, the two white-clothed swordsmen beside Li Zhili were masters of swordsmanship after all. From the very beginning, they had locked onto his aura, even though they did not make any move.

, but according to the situation on the field, every time they changed their position, they put invisible pressure on him.

He knew that the real danger was these two people.

So while fighting against these tough bandits, he was also dealing with the two swordsmen. As long as he showed the slightest flaw, the opponent would definitely deliver a fatal blow.

Fan Xiaodao's internal strength was blocked, but his eyesight was still there. He also saw the threat of the two white-clothed swordsmen, but now he was like a clay Buddha crossing the river. He could not protect himself and could not help at all. A chill rose in his dantian.

Like an ice wall, it blocks the flow of Qi in the meridians, which is a precursor to a headache.

If you have this feeling normally, you can recover as before after taking an elixir and only need a cup of tea. However, if you don’t use the antidote for half an hour, the blocked Qi will rise up and gather in the head, giving you a splitting headache.

He was confused, confused, and even had hallucinations. In severe cases, he would lose consciousness and bleed from all his orifices. When Fan Xiaodao got lost while collecting herbs in the mountains, he suffered a headache and the pain was heartbreaking. When he was found, he was already on the verge of collapse.

, it took me a long time to recover before I recovered.

Song Jingang told him that this was a disease brought from his mother's womb. He had taken him to countless doctors over the years, but they were helpless. But in Room 1, Yi Zhihua told him that this was not a congenital disease at all, but a disease.

poison.

At this moment, the situation was critical, and he couldn't think about it. While fighting with those people, Zhao Xing leaned against the east wall of the courtyard. There was a wall behind him to rely on, at least he didn't have to be attacked from the front or back. He saw two swordsmen, constantly changing their steps.

, one stood in the Xun position and the other stood in the Kun position, continuing to put pressure on Zhao Xing.

As a result, the distance between him and Li Zhili gradually widened.

Fan Xiaodao understood what Zhao Xing meant, and he deliberately changed his position. If the two swordsmen maintained their murderous intent, they would inevitably leave Li Zhili, which gave Fan Xiaodao an opportunity. Thinking of this, he endured the impact of his true energy.

Feeling the pain, he ducked in front of Li Zhili and grabbed his pulse gate.

To capture the thief, capture the king first. As long as Li Zhili is restrained, the opponent will naturally throw a rat weapon.

Li Zhili was born in the Li family of Jinling, but he had never learned martial arts. After all, he was a young master, and he could play tricks. If he fought with real swords and guns, he would never be his opponent. He couldn't help but let out an exclamation when he saw this.

"ah!"

The swordsman in the Kun position was more than two feet away from him. When he heard the exclamation, he ignored Zhao Xing and pulled back, stabbing Fan Xiaodao with his sword. The other swordsman in white was attracted by Li Zhili's shouts and his mind froze.

Then he glanced in the direction of Li Zhili.

Masters exchange moves in an instant.

Zhao Xing persisted in dozens of moves and never showed any weakness to the opponent.

Fan Xiaodao risked his life to create this opportunity for him, distracting the sword lord in white. How could Zhao Xing miss it? His momentum suddenly surged, and he escaped from the crowd's siege in an instant, and slashed at the sword lord in white.

The Jianqing swung his sword to block, and Zhao Xing's long sword slid down.

puff!

The white-clothed Jianqing's right arm was cut off, and he immediately remembered the sound of "clang", which was the sound of the long sword in his hand falling to the ground. At the same time, Fan Xiaodao let go of Li Zhili, took a step back, and shouted: "Look at the poison."

dart!"

A black shadow shot out from his hand and headed towards the man's face.

The two of them were less than ten feet apart, and the white-clothed swordsman had no time to react. He was afraid that Fan Xiaodao's hidden weapon was poisonous, so he dodged to avoid it. Suddenly he felt the wind of the sword behind him. After Zhao Xing broke his accomplice's arm, he ignored him and stopped walking.

Stopping, he slashed at the remaining swordsman again with his sword.

The white-clothed swordsman was furious, and without changing his sword moves, he turned around suddenly, spat out all his sword energy, and took Zhao Xing's sword forcefully. Zhao Xing's chest shook, and his true energy penetrated into his body. He felt a sweet taste in his throat, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The whole person was blown away.

The swordsman was about to seize the opportunity to pursue the victory, but killed Zhao Xing with a sword. Before the sword could be pierced, he suddenly felt a chill on his back and the blade came out from his chest.

Fan Xiaodao drew out his long knife, leaned it on the ground, and gasped for air.

From Zhao Xing mobilizing the position of the swordsman in white, to Fan Xiaodao seizing the opportunity to attack, to Zhao Xing's counterattack, Fan Xiaodao escapes from the battle circle, uses a hidden weapon, and stabs one person to death, retreating and advancing, advancing and retreating, just right.

, the cooperation was seamless and did not give the other party any chance.

From beginning to end, there was not a word of communication. This is the tacit understanding a pair of partners should have.

Although he had used some tactics, he could not win with force, but at this moment it was a life and death fight, not a battle between rivers and lakes, so who cares about this? Li Zhixing made a move at the critical moment of life and death. He was still in shock, spat, and said: "Despicable

!Shameless!”

Fan Xiaodao endured the moment and said: "Despicability is the passport of the despicable, and shamelessness is the epitaph of the shameless. Besides, compared with Mr. Li, we still have a long way to go to the end of being despicable and shameless.

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One of the two white-clothed swordsmen was killed and the other injured, and the situation suddenly reversed.

When the others saw this, they did not dare to act rashly.

Zhao Xing asked: "How?"

Fan Xiaodao said: "It's an old problem, it doesn't bother me, it won't die."

Zhao Xing said again, "It doesn't matter if you die, I can help you apply for death in the line of duty."

Fan Xiaodao said angrily: "If you don't have such a bad mouth, we can still be friends. Besides, I am also your savior after all. How can you repay kindness with enmity like this?"

Zhao Xing laughed, "Wouldn't this help relieve your stress?" Unexpectedly, this smile caused internal injuries and caused him to cough violently.

Fan Xiaodao saw this and asked: "How?"

Zhao Xingdao: "It's okay, but I won't die."

Fan Xiaodao said: "I'm still thinking of giving you the index of death in the line of duty."

He took two steps forward, came to Li Zhili, and said: "Li Zhili, you planned to set fire to the Shenji camp and participated in the murder of the Northern Zhou envoy. According to the Ming Dynasty law, you will be arrested in accordance with the law!"

Li Zhili's eyes showed hatred and he said to everyone present: "I will pay 10,000 taels for the heads of these two people!"

There must be brave men under heavy rewards. These people are desperadoes. After hearing these words, the fighting spirit that had been lost was instantly ignited. Zhao Xing was fierce just now, but now he is also seriously injured. It is a great opportunity to kill people and make a fortune.

Chance.

Everyone was gearing up.

The gazes looking at the two people also became hot, as if what was in front of them was not two people, but ten thousand taels of white money. Although they both had intentions, no one dared to make the first move. Although they were injured, no one dared to make the first move.

I don't know how much fighting strength they still have, and they don't want to be the one who sacrifices the sword.

Fan Xiaodao said to Zhao Xing: "These people look at you very strangely. They won't fall in love with you, right?"

Zhao Xing suppressed the surging Qi and blood, and while using his internal strength to heal his wounds, he took the opportunity to buy time to regain his fighting strength and face the upcoming fierce battle. He said at the same time: "I am big and thick, but your thin skin and tender flesh may be more appetizing to them."

It seemed like an understatement, but I was a little panicked in my heart.

The sword strike just now damaged Zhao Xing's lung meridian. If he really took action, he wouldn't be 100% sure.

Fan Xiaodao cursed secretly in his heart, where is the agreed-upon end of the stick, the promised large-scale support, how come it's almost half an hour and Ding Yi's people haven't arrived yet? If it can't be solved, if we wait another hour, I'm afraid it will be a disaster.

Before the other party could take action, he had passed out first. At that time, let alone arresting people, whether he could survive or not was a question.

Zhao Xing completed the two Zhou Tianyun exercises and recovered some of his skills. He waved his long knife and said, "The head is right here. Let me see who wants to come and die first." After saying this, he started coughing violently.

One person saw this and said: "He is bluffing, brothers!"

Even so, he didn't move at all. He was a strong man. Hearing the agitation, his head got hot, he picked up the iron rod and rushed forward. Zhao Xing took advantage of the situation and slashed with a skillful move. He targeted the opponent's front door. The man shouted,

He fell backward and lay on the ground, wailing.
To be continued...