Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 14: Wading Water

Taking advantage of this momentary opportunity, Yuan Hai twisted his shoulders and swayed his arms, and tore his wrist violently. With the strength of the Leopard Fist, he forcibly twisted off Guan Luoyang's anti-wrist grip.

The horse had already galloped across the river and bumped into it, and the two of them avoided it at the same time.

Yuan Hai's vigor was stronger than that of a real leopard. He vomited blood from being punched just now, and as soon as he broke free, he wanted to chase him again.

A short stick swept across, and a three-inch sharp blade popped out from the head of the stick. The coach dealt with the last few killers and stopped Yuan Hai.

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous, Yuan Haibao threw fists and claws, and killed the instructor.

Guan Luoyang retreated to the river beach, and when he waded in the water, he saw the rider on the horse turn over and run backwards.

The horse was still galloping forward, but the man on the horse had already rushed towards him in the opposite direction, and the man shot three times in mid-air.

Guan Luoyang threw out the flying knives in his hand, knocked down one of them, dodged the second knife, and found that the third knife had just calculated the direction of his dodge. He hurriedly folded his four fingers together and flicked it with the crane fist on his nails. Knock it down with short force.

With the delay of these three knives, the man with the knives had already landed safely, so he rolled forward and killed Guan Luoyang.

In this day and age, there are still people who don't use guns and throwing knives, which seems a bit pedantic and old-fashioned.But this man turned out to have short hair, black and thick hair, a white mandarin jacket, unbuttoned, with his chest exposed, a circle of throwing knives stuck in his belt, and short knives in each hand.

This is Kuaidao Xiangfang, who went to Hong Kong to carry out an assassination two years ago. At that time, he cut off his braids for camouflage and dressed as an oriental man.

Xiang Fang rolled and passed Guan Luoyang, and there was another tear in the fabric on Guan Luoyang's thigh.

Xiang Fang looked at his shoulder, where he was also slapped just now, his clothes were torn, and there were a few bright red bloodstains on his skin.

"Such a young great boxer is really rare!"

The charcoal ashes on Guan Luoyang's face could hide his facial features, but for someone with a real sharp eye, it couldn't hide his age.

Xiang Fang's tone was a bit strange, "It seems that I will have another record worth remembering."

In the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the status of Arhat Mother of Lightning, Quick Sword, Dragon and Tiger is faintly higher than the others, because they all have the record of single-killing big boxers.

Having been delayed by this river for several minutes, Guan Luoyang didn't feel like talking nonsense, so he went straight to kill him.

Xiang Fang's two-handed short sword fighting style was born out of the Kunwu double swords in Zhaquan. The emphasis on the underfoot is to flick and slide in, and the two-handed weapon is deployed, and the most important thing is the word "slippery".

When he fought with Guan Luoyang, his arm would always be accurately intercepted by Guan Luoyang, but with the short knife in his hand, he could often gain an inch in just a few flips, or pull it smoothly after being hit.

It was as if every time he was hit and changed direction, it was a routine he had practiced for a long time.

Guan Luoyang felt a far more dangerous attack than Yuan Hai's stormy raid just now.

Xiang Fang's knife is like quicksilver, flowing and aggressive. It seems to be changing with the trend, with slippery arms and no assertiveness. In fact, it is pressing at the vital points of Guan Luoyang time and time again, quickly encroaching on his changes. room.

Guan Luoyang was even forced to walk down the river bank and retreat into the river unconsciously.

When the water hit his calf, Guan Luoyang's eyes moved, and he stepped back actively.

Xiang Fang sneered in his heart.

'Do you want to use this river to restrain my actions? '

Since the end of the Ming Dynasty, there has been almost no distinction between Zha Quan and kick kicks. Practicing Zha Quan must be practiced on kick kicks. Although Xiang Fang does not focus on leg skills, he is confident that he will never be better than Qingmian in any terrain. Ghosts suffer even more.

The two retreated and chased, and rushed into the middle of the water.

Guan Luoyang kicked with a fixed foot, and the water splashed against the moonlight. Xiang Fang was blinded by the water, and without dodging or dodging, he directly scattered the water spray, and the blade cut it off.

The two fought fiercely in the water, the water waves roared endlessly, and the flowing water rushed from the upstream to the southeast. The impact on the two of them was negligible.

However, the silt or stones at the bottom of the river are uneven, loose and hard, which are the places that really need attention.

Even if there is only a slight imbalance, it may become an opportunity for the opponent to kill.

The movements of both of them were extremely fast, the water flow and the mud were trampled into muddy waves together, where the water flow had just splashed upwards, they were already seven or eight meters away from the place where they landed last time.

Guan Luoyang fought him for more than 300 meters in the water, and he never left the range of the river. All he used was to grab the crane in his hand, and restrain the opponent's arms with delicate, crisp, and swift blows.

He streamlined his movements as much as possible, every move was straightforward, short and crisp.

But when Guan Luoyang chopped off his forearm with the edge of his palm again, Guan Luoyang's left foot seemed to have stepped on a place that was too soft, and his body leaned back slightly.

Xiang Fang immediately turned the dagger, one dagger was stuck in the back of Luoyang's hand, and the other dagger was held backwards, aiming at Luoyang's heart and nailing it.

The two sides had a very brief eye contact.

There was a little moonlight in each of Guan Luoyang's eyes, and the whites of his eyes and pupils could not be seen clearly, but that little light was shocking.

His mouthpiece vibrated against the gap between his teeth, and his nasal cavity let out a very low humming sound.

Xiang Fang's eyes suddenly went blank.

God uses the method of hypnosis, and those who have practiced it to the highest level, through lengthy scientific rituals and amulets, teaching songs, and slogans, can affect the spirits of hundreds of people at one time.

Tian Gongyu and the others pursued in the past to apply this hypnotic method in fighting, and it will be effective in the shortest time, as long as it can be effective on one person. The three main points are sound, light and shadow changes, and body movements.

The change of light and shadow is just an introduction, but the sound and body movements must follow a certain rhythm. The moment of this sudden change of rhythm is the moment when hypnosis takes effect.

For a master like Xiang Fang, this kind of influence can only exist in that moment.

A moment was enough, Guan Luoyang pressed his elbow with his left arm, and pushed his wrist with his right hand.

The knife was still in Xiang Fang's hand, but it had wiped his own neck.

But at the last moment, his hand suddenly loosened, and his wrist strength reversed. The knife cut his neck, and a smear of blood leaked out, but it was not fatal immediately.

The blood is bright red, and his knife is different from those killers, it does not have the poisonous poison that seals the throat when it sees blood.

The stimulation of life hanging on the tip of the knife made Xiang Fang's pupils shrink suddenly, his nose flared, one hand loosened and the other tightened, and the speed of the other hand reached the peak of his life at this moment.

The knife was dragged upwards, and Guan Luoyang's clothes and skin that was better than rhinoceros leather all produced a chilling chill in front of the knife.

In the race between life and death, Guan Luoyang yelled through his clenched teeth, and at the moment when his chest and abdomen were about to be ripped open, his whole body vibrated together, and he felt a kind of strength rushing to the sky, and the hand that pushed forward slipped and fell. The pendant hit Xiang Fang's chest.

Boom! !

Xiang Fang's chest was sunken, his facial features collapsed, and his eye sockets were gaping.

Ethereal and strong, Bai Hai's transparent palm made his body fly ten meters away and fall into the water.

The river water distilled a large mass of red from his head.

The bleeding body swayed and sank under the waves, splashing, but the sound of the water remained the same.

Guan Luoyang looked down, and saw that the knife just cut halfway, from his side to his stomach, and the skin was broken, but not to the point where he could see blood.

But Guan Luoyang understood that as long as his palm was a little bit slower or even half a bit weaker, the knife would cut his intestines.

That palm just now, that force that seemed to come out of nowhere, still lingers in his body aftertaste.

Guan Luoyang's eyes were slightly fixed, grasping the aftertaste tightly, he took a few steps to Xiang Fang, drew a throwing knife, turned around and threw it.

The knife pierced through the air, before Yuan Hai could hear the wind, the knife had already been stabbed on the back of his neck.

The instructor also pulled out the sharp blade that pierced Yuan Hai's heart at this moment, and looked at Guan Luoyang. He felt something about Guan Luoyang's current state, but he had no time to elaborate.

The two quickly crossed the river, went under the city wall, found a random place, and reached half the height of the city wall with one sprint. They picked the cracks in the bricks with their fingers, and turned up again, and they were on the city wall.

The patrolling soldiers who were startled by the fireworks were running around on the city wall, waving their torches and peeping below, but before they had time to see the two figures clearly, Guan Luoyang and the coach had already broken through their defenses.

Amidst the screams of several Qing soldiers being collided and falling, Guan Luoyang's vigorous figure fell to the bottom, and he overturned and sprinted forward. between.

When Luo Han, Dian Mu, Long Spear Yang Xiaowu, Zhu Changshou's top disciple Jin Yuehe and others arrived, they were already more than one step late.

Heavy troops patrolled around them, searching and arresting them in all directions along the streets and alleys. The lights were like daylight, but their faces were somewhat dark that even the torches could not illuminate.

(End of this chapter)