The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 82

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

In another narrow alley, two figures stood facing each other.

"What's your name?"

Yan Xiaoguo looked at the person opposite with a calm expression, and then slowly put down the knife.

The long knife was on the ground, and he pressed the handle of the knife with his palm facing down, his eyes were already sharp, and his fingers were half-closed.

Du Xinwu put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "Du Xinwu!"

Yan Xiaoguo nodded expressionlessly, "Remember, you also assassinated the Empress Dowager West, you are considered a character."

Hearing his words seem to be full of praise, Du Xin raised her five eyes and said strangely: "I heard Shaobai said that you are his student?"

Mentioning Chen Shaobai, Yan Xiaoguo couldn't help but smile a little more on his face, "He taught me a mentor, what he taught is really interesting, Yan has never dared to forget one day..."

At this point he paused, his smile faded, and he turned indifferent, "But he shouldn't have followed the example of foreigners. The people suffer, the country is humiliated, and the nation is in peril. civil."

Du Xinwu lowered his hands, "Would you like to lead the battle when foreigners enter Beijing?"

Chief Yan Xiaoguo sighed, tightened his five fingers, and grasped the handle of the knife, "That's right, but because of Master Chen, the people in the palace probably thought that I was educated in a Western style and that I was a student of Master Chen, so they were always on guard against me. Containing me, I couldn't show my strength after all; therefore, I have been bearing the burden of humiliation all these years, just now in exchange for today's opportunity."

The two are walking slowly, changing their positions.

Du Xinwu became more and more curious as he listened, "It seems that you didn't pay much attention to the Manchu court."

Yan Xiaoguo was silent for a moment, his eyes trembled, and he said softly: "I have let it go before, but I have seen the capital city after foreigners entered Beijing, so I can't let it in... But I can't let it go, the three generations of my Yan family ancestors have all received the emperor's grace, and they have been beaten. What we learned is 'loyalty to the emperor, patriotism, and service to the court', can you let it go?"

He stared at Du Xinwu, and said the last sentence coldly, "Foreigners are all wolfish ambitions, and so are you!"

As soon as the words fell, the murderous intention suddenly arose.

The changing pace of the two of them suddenly stopped, and with a "shua", a section of scabbard pierced through the air, approaching Du Xin Wumianmen.

Du Xinwu's feet swayed from side to side, dodging for a moment, the saber slashed down on his head, very powerful and fierce.

Feeling the momentum of the Sen Leng knife passing close to the skin, Du Xinwu's mind was concentrated. This is actually a master of the Dao of the Sword.

Different from Chen Zhuo's ruthless sword technique that favors fighting in the rivers and lakes, this man's sword is steady and thick, and good at overwhelming people with power, but it is also different from Wang Wu's destructive power, and also dexterous, with a blade that is more than ordinary The single knife should be a few inches longer, and the handle of the knife is also longer, so it can be held with one hand or two.

Unexpectedly, he integrated a bit of Qi's family knife's fighting style, the light of the knife flickered, and the tip of the knife was in front of Du Xinwu's nose.

As the cold came, Du Xinwu didn't panic, he leaned back his upper body, kicked his right foot on the ground, hooked the toe of his left foot, and swiped Yan Xiaoguo's wrist.

The knife slowed down, and amidst the hustle and bustle, Du Xinwu hit the ground with one foot, fell behind his upper body for a moment, then slanted to the right to avoid the center forward, touched Yan Xiaoguo's hand holding the knife with his right hand, and pressed his ribs with his left hand.

Yan Xiaoguo let out a cold snort, and withdrew the saber in front of him, holding the handle with both hands, only to create a frightening light of the saber between the two of them, and the saber's movement has already left a series of slash marks on the walls on both sides.

Seeing Du Xinwu retreating, Yan Xiaoguo's eyes were full of killing intent, and the blade kept pressing on him.

The long knife is like a rainbow, straight to his heart, as fast as lightning.

Du Xinwu changed from offense to defense, with his feet one left and one right, he walked in an arc, jumping up and down like a snake, using Wudang boxing; To find opportunities.

So fast!

The light of the saber flickered, Du Xinwu turned sideways, looked at the hair scattered in the air, his eyes became colder and sharper, he reached out and grasped the spine of the saber with five fingers, and punched Yan Xiaoguo in the chest with his other hand.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaoguo's expression did not change, his eyes were ferocious and brave, he shook the handle of the knife with both hands, and a burst of explosive force had been transmitted to the blade. Du Xin has five necks.

Du Xinwu frowned, was taken aback, and wanted to dodge, but saw Yan Xiaoguo catching up with a few steps, his legs were like chaotic whips, and his kicks were extremely violent.

In the chaos, Du Xinwu suffered pain in his chest and two more footprints. He staggered back a few steps, and the corners of his mouth were red.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a battle-tested titan, all fighting with his life.

The knife light arrived suddenly, faster than before.

Du Xinwu suffered a great loss, his center of gravity was not stable, the tip of the knife had penetrated into his clothes, causing a sharp pain in his chest.

When the situation was extremely dangerous, his left hand was as fast as lightning, and he seemed to be able to catch the dragon and the tiger, and then buckle the spine of the knife.

It seems that Yan Xiaoguo's face was abnormally red because of being punched earlier, but the murderous intent in his eyes was burning like fire, and he roared fiercely, like a lion and tiger, as if he wanted to pierce the person in front of him on the spot.

The two retreated and advanced, and flew back in the alley, their feet staggered quickly and rubbed a trail of dust on the ground.

However, seeing that the end was approaching, and Du Xinwu was about to be thrust against the wall to die, he suddenly raised his eyelids, and his eyes met Yan Xiaoguo's murderous eyes, and their gazes collided in the air immediately.

Looking at those eyes, for no reason, Yan Xiaoguo felt a great crisis in his heart, before waiting for a reaction, he suddenly felt that Du Xinwu's dark eyes, which were black and white, suddenly burst out with a bright light, which disappeared in a flash.

It was an extremely rare sighting technique.

What martial arts practice is nothing more than the samadhi of essence, qi, and spirit.

Like an ordinary master, full of energy and blood, he has been fighting for a long time, his spirit is naturally condensed, his eyes are as sharp as a sword, and his gaze can capture people's hearts and minds, making them lose their fighting spirit before fighting, and lose their momentum.

And the skill of witnessing is based on this, practice the brilliance of the eyes, observe the sun and moon, and develop extraordinary eyesight, so as to capture the enemy.

Yan Xiaoguo is a warrior on the battlefield, he has been slaughtered for a long time, and he has cultivated an iron and blood spirit, and his spiritual will is purer than that of ordinary warriors.However, when he met these eyes unexpectedly, he suddenly seemed to see two suns, and Du Xinwu in front of him was instantly covered by the two rays of light, and he lost his figure.

But only for a moment.

Yan Xiaoguo's heart trembled, he stabilized his mind, raised his hand forcefully, gritted his teeth, everything in front of him was back to normal, but the person under the knife disappeared.

Sudden.

A fist went straight in and landed on the Tiantu point in the middle of his collarbone.

Du Xinwu sprinted short, his long fist was like an arrow, he hit the blow, and retreated as soon as he touched it, turned around and ran out with big strides, but he was thinking about the safety of everyone, and he didn't even look behind him.

Yan Xiaoguo staggered back, looked at Du Xinwu's back and opened his mouth, his eyes turned red instantly, and he slumped on the ground with his butt against the wall.

After struggling for a while, his throat wriggled, and finally he opened his mouth, but what came out was not words, but a mist of blood.

Immediately, his eyes widened, his head tilted, and he died.

……

The fight on the long street is still going on.

Zuo Zongsheng held a big sword in his hand, the sword was strong and fierce, and he had a bit of Wang Wu's demeanor, but just like what Chen Zhuo and the others met, this old eunuch had the ability to foresight, his movements were strange and unprovoked, and he came and went like the wind. Just fighting has exhausted its strength.

What's even more frightening is that this man's blood is not enough, and he still looks skinny like a child.

Not only that, what this person practiced is actually a foreigner's hard work, his skin is tough, his sword is hard to hurt, he is simply tyrannical and inhuman.

Zuo Zongsheng, Lin Heier and another Bai Liansu old man are all clumsy at the moment, let alone if they miss a hit, they won't get hurt if they hit them, they can only parry, they don't have the power to fight back.

In the midst of a hard fight.

A head with glaring eyes suddenly flew from the end of the long street.

The old eunuch didn't dodge, didn't evade, and didn't look at it, as if there were eyes behind him, he took the head back with his right hand.

He looked back blankly and looked at the head of that father-in-law surnamed Gao. This man didn't see any joy or anger, and with a flick of his fingers, his head exploded immediately.

Du Xinwu strode over from not far away.

At the end of the long street, Chen Zhuo slowly took off the mask, spit out blood, and said softly:
"Old man, your way is over!"

　The next chapter ends the battle

　　
　
(End of this chapter)