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Chapter 167. 164. Imitation·Eight Ships

Huajiang Shengyin took the lead in launching a violent offensive, holding the switchblade and stabbing continuously.Every blow hits the vital point, which is frightening.

Jiuzhoucheng raised the wooden whip to support the blade, and took advantage of the situation to draw back to the opponent's arm.

The wooden whip ripped through Huajiang's sleeve, making a piercing bang, leaving a bloody gash on his arm.

However, the current Huajiang obviously won't shrink back because of this level of wound, and when he turns around, he stabs the face door with a knife.

Jiuzhou Cheng quickly retreated to avoid it, and the tip of his nose brushed against the blade at close range.

Huajiang Shengyin's attack method is single, with great flaws, and he is obviously a layman in fighting.But after taking the demonizing potion, his physical fitness is already very comparable to others, every movement is as fierce as a beast, and his pure strength and speed can match Jiuzhou Cheng's skills.

Jiuzhou Cheng also tried kicking his knees and crotch, but the opponent just froze for a moment, and then continued to attack.

The two fought for more than ten rounds all the way, and Kyushu Cheng finally seized the gap between the opponent's attack and slammed into the air, bullied himself around behind him, and whipped the whip at the back of the opponent's head.

If this blow hits, ordinary people will probably burst their minds on the spot.But if it is against this "half demon", at least it can give him a concussion.

It was obviously a treacherous and unpredictable blow from the back, but Huajiang Shengyin seemed to have been prepared, leaning over at a tricky angle to avoid the whip, and pierced Jiuzhou Cheng's arm three times with his backhand.

"Hiss—" Jiuzhou Cheng frowned and snorted, turned around and pulled out a stick to force the opponent back, and took two steps back with his arms covered.

Just now, two knives stabbed the hair armor coiled around his left hand, causing no significant damage, and the other knife just happened to go in along the gap in the hair.

A strand of blood flowed out from the crevice in the hair, and the pain made his nerves tense.

"My lord, he was weird just now." Jiuzhou Cheng said in a low voice with the wooden whip in his hand.

"I can see it," Jiuzhou Cheng nodded.

Logically speaking, Huajiang Shengyin couldn't dodge his move just now, and it was impossible to make such a fierce counterattack, unless it was predicted in advance.

Intuition tells Makoto Kyushu that Huajiang Shengyin should be similar to Jiujing Jirokichi, and they both awakened special abilities after drinking demonizing potions.

But what are his special abilities?Super responsive?Super physical coordination?Automatic dodge of danger?

There are too few known clues at present, and Jiuzhou Cheng can't deduce it.

"My lord, I have a plan." Yuan Yi said bravely.

"what?"

"Since he can predict the attack of the lord, the lord will be able to kill him as long as he is too fast to react!" Yuan Yiyong whispered.

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Jiuzhou Cheng sideways dodged Huahuajiang's blade stabbing, and took two steps back:

"If I can do it, can I be entangled with him for so long?"

The matter has come to this point, Jiuzhou Cheng can only use delaying tactics first, and can fight back until the opponent's medicine is over.

Besides, Eliza has already reported the situation to the Yin Yang Liao and the police, and there will be support soon.

In short, this battle does not necessarily have to decide the outcome, just delay the time.

"The former lord was inspired by the great swordsman Gen Yoshitsune, and practiced a unique sword technique." Yuan Yiyong suddenly said proudly:
"This trick is called "Thin Green Flash", and it must come in handy in this battle. "

Hearing this, Jiuzhou Cheng remembered a memory, which he saw when he was psychic with Yaodao.

In my memory, a swordsman in commoner clothes fantasizes about the heroic posture of Minamoto Yoshitsune's "Eight Vessel Jumping", jumping back and forth between the boulders and trees in the mountains, with every step he can flash a very long distance, and take advantage of the trend toward He swung his sword and slashed at the trees passing by.

This set of sword skills is somewhat similar to the "shrinking ground" in kendo. The core skill is to continuously jump around the enemy at high speed, jump to the blind spot of the enemy's line of sight, and then cut the edge. At most, you can jump and cut eight knives in a row, which is cold and ruthless. Spicy, hard to guard against.

But just through this vague memory, Kyushu Makoto is not enough to appreciate the wonder of this trick.

"The former master used me to practice this move, and I remember every detail of the sword technique clearly." Yuan Yiyong continued:

"My lord and I are in the same mind. Please allow me to assist the lord, and help the lord to perform this stunt!"

Kyushu Makoto was also curious about this set of sword skills, and agreed to its suggestion:

"Try it."

In an instant, Kyushu Makoto's limbs acted without authorization as if guided by a mysterious force.

He lowered his center of gravity, pressed the wooden whip behind his back, and arched his back high, like an arrow ready to go.

Hua Jiang apparently also "saw" the opponent's actions, and suddenly looked shocked, but could only hold the switchblade across his chest.

"call out-!"

Suddenly, he sprinted towards the side of Huajiang, rolled around in two steps and then circled behind it, swung his wooden whip and chopped it down.

Huajiang quickly turned around and blocked the blow with a dagger, and then barely blocked the blow.

But Kyushu Makoto did not give him a chance to breathe.He sprinted again, circled to the blind corner on the other side of the Huajiang River, and whipped violently.

"I saw him go around behind me again." Hua Jiang murmured in a low voice, but he didn't have time to defend himself, the clothes on his back were ripped open with a bruise:
"Damn it. It's too late. Gaah"

Under the guidance of the demon knife, Kyushu sprinted continuously around the Huajiang River like a phantom, went around the enemy's dead corner and attacked for a sneak attack, and then changed his position again.

This trick "Thin Green Flash" requires extraordinary explosive power and coordination of limbs to use. If Kyushu Makoto hadn't attached the strengthening talisman and the guidance and blessing of the demon sword, he might be exhausted after the third slash.

In the blink of an eye, Makoto Kyushu pulled out seven whips from seven different blind spots one after another. Even though Huajiang had been strengthened by medicine, he couldn't respond in time.

For the last sprint, Jiuzhou Cheng just strode around behind Huajiang, but suddenly his legs became sore and he staggered and fell to the ground.

"The opportunity is here!" Huajiang seized the gap, immediately turned around and swung the knife, and stabbed towards Jiuzhou Cheng's face.

Gritting his teeth, Kyushu simply inserted the scissors in his left hand on the ground, and using this as the axis, he used centrifugal force to rotate half a circle on the ground to change his body position, and whipped it into Huajiang's hand.

"Snapped!"

Huajiang didn't expect this blow to change, his wrist was immediately drawn, and the switchblade was also knocked down.

Jiuzhou Cheng whipped again, and Hua Jiang's face was immediately drawn with a blood-red mark, and he staggered back.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he flew up and jumped to throw Huajiang down. The scissors in his left hand were nailed into the opponent's shoulder like wolf teeth, while the scissors in his right hand strangled the opponent's neck and performed a naked twist.

The sound of the blade piercing into the flesh and the sound of heavy breathing continued one after another, and Huajiang was like a prey bitten by wolves, struggling desperately in Kyushu Cheng's arms.

"You want others to die one by one, so are you ready to die now?" Jiuzhou Cheng strangled the other party's neck tightly.

Huajiang didn't seem to drink much potion, the scarlet in his eyes faded quickly, he slapped the ground to beg for mercy, and muttered:

"Forgive. Forgive"

Hearing this, Kyushu snorted coldly, changed his grasping posture to Kimura lock, and dislocated Huajiang's dominant arm with a "click", and then let him go.

(End of this chapter)