lethal arsenal

Chapter 5

"Okay, then no one will stay."

Lin's nine-ring sword made an astonishing arc.

too fast!
The owner raised his eyelids, and the sharp knife line was already in front of him, and the wind of the knife blew his face, piercing his cheek with pain.

Jingle bells, iron rings ring in the wind.

"It's good to come."

The master of the Hanfang Pavilion yelled, kicked his feet, and leaned back, easily dodging Lin Dong's horizontal cut. While leaning back, he kicked the ground with one foot, and the other kicked fiercely at Lin Dong's Adam's apple like a vicious snake.

When the Adam's apple is collapsed and the airway is blocked, people will not be able to live. This slapping move is aimed at killing people.

His left hand was hot, and the affix [hand disease and eye quickness] was hot, and his movements, which were as fast as black lightning, kept slowing down before his eyes.

Insidious toe, gradually getting bigger.

Boom.

Lin Dong's neck quickly tilted to the left, and his left hand was raised instantly, and he slapped the opponent's ankle with a palm. The owner of the Hanfang curator never expected that his habitual mantis leg would be broken by a brat.

His reaction was too fast, and the strength between his palms was astonishing.

The slap hit the ankle, and the owner of the Hanfang curator felt a numb feeling, crawling all over most of his legs.

And the other side.

When the words fell, the black shadow came towards Ma Xinyi, and the short spear in his hand protruded out, and sparks were scraped by the claws. In a trance, it seemed that an evil god with grinning teeth was attacking him.

Ma Xinyi was used to seeing disturbances, so he was only a little startled in his heart. He followed Zuogong to suppress the chaos back then. He had never seen any zombies and evil spirits like Rakshasa, and a mere evil spirit was nothing.

The ferocious aura surged from Ma Xinyi's body, and the tiger's aura overflowed all over his body. Chi You practiced, and Chi You was a demon among demons. With a swipe of the short spear, he slammed back the face of the approaching, ferocious monster.

Ouch!

The fierce god screamed twice, jumped up and climbed onto the wooden beam of the opposite house.

Ah!
It turned out to be a weird big horse monkey. The paint on the monkey's face was directly scratched, and a line of scarlet tears flowed out.

The few helpers who wanted to help, saw the ancestor face to face, and suffered a great loss, and the pace immediately slowed down a lot, just circled around Lin and Ma.

"What a wonderful boy."

The owner of the Han Fang Museum said in a gloomy manner.

Lin Dong took the opportunity to slash his chest, but the hanging hair was covered with soft armor, and he only tore open the clothes, revealing a dark brown leather on the man's chest.

Huhu.

Lin Dong gasped for breath, the sudden outburst just now took a lot of effort on his part.

"You are just a rough master of martial arts, and your fighting style is chaotic, but with your brute strength and unreasonable physique, you are better than tens of thousands of people."

The owner of the Han Fang Pavilion spoke bluntly, and did not say any harsh words because of his hostile status. His right foot moved a little awkwardly, obviously it was injured just now.

"So-so, the third in the world. Old man, you are so arrogant, and you are obviously used to doing evil things in your daily life. If you can destroy your own hands and feet, and then break up this group of gangsters, my elder brother and I can consider letting them go."

Lin Dong deliberately used words to provoke the other party.

This old man obviously wanted to let Lin Dong relax his vigilance and be conceited. If he really thought that this person was praising him, he would fall into the villain's trick.

"Hmph, arrogant and conceited." The owner of the Hanfang Pavilion sneered, and roared again: "You guys are still not up, could it be that you really think that they can let you go after my ancestor is dead!"

As soon as the words came out, the helpers looked at each other, raised their knives, and slashed at Ma Xinyi, who seemed to be easier to deal with.

Ma Xinyi held a short spear in his hand, while Lin held a big knife in his hand.

Ma Xinyi was playing against a big horse monkey, while Lin Dong was playing against their ancestors. The persimmons had to be picked softly, obviously Ma Xinyi was easier to deal with.

With their limited brain cells, they really can't think - in fact, most of the ancestors' cultivation is in the horse monkey.

The horse monkey's cheek was broken, but it aroused fierceness.

hold head high!
The big mouth opened, revealing the sharp fangs, and the feet exerted force.

The big horse monkey kicked its legs suddenly, the speed was unbelievably fast, and a gray shadow flashed past.

huh huh.

The master of the Hanfang pavilion blew a whistle, pulled out the pair of thorns at his waist, and set up a monkey frame. Among the pair of stabs, the most famous one is the Fenshui Emei thorn.

In addition to fighting like ordinary stabbing, he can also perform a few Emei White Ape sword moves.

This is where it gets great.

You thought it was a stab, but when you really attacked, your eyes blurred, and suddenly, a sword flew out in a daze, and easily took the person's head.This thing is insidious, it is the family heirloom of Liu, the owner of the Hanfang plaster shop.

The monkey jumped towards Ma Xinyi like lightning, but when the whistle sounded and landed, it swung its tail fiercely, turned a corner, and killed Lin Dong.

At this time, a few helpers had already slashed at Ma Xinyi with their knives, and in the light of the swung knives, the owner of the Hanfang Pavilion had already killed him with an upside-down thorn.

"Be careful."

Ma Xinyi only had time to remind Lin Dong, and then put his mind on the current enemy.

The claw wind shook the air.

The horse monkey jumped up, waving its four paws, and the torrential rain and wind blew towards Lin Dong.

The affix was quick and sharp, scalding like a branding iron, Lin Dong bit his lip and endured it, a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, and only then slowly slowed down the horse monkey's speed.

But likewise, under this extremely decelerating deceleration, his speed has also slowed down a lot. There is no way to raise the knife to slash, so he can only forcefully raise the knife.

The blade was slanted towards the horse monkey.

In the eyes of outsiders, this turned into a knife from Lin Dong's antelope hanging horns. The big horse monkey waved its claws and slammed directly into the knife edge.

It was completely disfigured, a little bit of animal blood splashed out, Lin Dong tilted his head to avoid it.

"I kill you!"

The owner of the Hanfang curator over there was also furious. The thorn in his left hand was on his fingertips, and he gently circled and spun it, chasing his soul towards the back of Lin Dong's head!

"Fight with me, dare to distract yourself!"

Ma Xinyi threw the short spear in his hand, pierced through the two with his backhand, and the spearhead pierced into the wall. The two assistants who raised the knife covered their hearts in disbelief, blood splashed all over the wall, and fell slowly.

Ma Xinyi clenched his fist, like a spear, and stabbed fiercely at the heart of the master of Han Fang, "Chi You Dalian." This is not only an affix, but also Ma Xinyi's kung fu. To be precise, Ma Xinyi's affixes are actually evolved from kung fu.

He devoted himself to Zuo Gong in his early years, fighting against rebels and suppressing zombies, so he gained a shocking skill.

This boxing technique is brutal.

Ma Xinyi seemed to have raised a majestic and fierce god behind him.

The master of the Hanfang Pavilion couldn't see clearly, but his breath stagnated and his bones froze, "Oops." He yelled in his heart, and the cold air rushed up the Tianling Gai along the tailbone.

"I have a soft armor woven from bear fur. If you hit my chest, this punch can't kill me."

Such a thought flashed through the mind of the owner of Han Fang.

Pfft!

He spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and took three steps back, but there was still a smile on his face: "Haha, you really can't kill me." He opened his mouth and said, and then, vomit, and spit out a small half of a broken lung.

"This……"

The master of the Hanfang Pavilion was about to split his eyes, and fell back straight.

bang.

When the thorn hit the back of the head.

Every vellus hair on Lin Dong's body stood on end. In life and death, his face was densely covered with beads of sweat, his muscles twisted tightly, stretched like clockwork, and he jumped forward.

The dark thorn in the upside-down thorn, missed the distance by a few millimeters, passed over the shoulder, and nailed into the wooden stake next to it.

At the same time as Lin Dong rushed forward, the horse monkey, which lost its mind, wailed, bent its sharp claws, and swiped at Lin Dong's pair of tricks.

If it is rubbed, the lightest injury is blindness in this life, and if you are unlucky, the flesh and blood in your brain will be deducted.

Lighthouse.

Lin Dong raised his head and faced that gaudy, blood-stained strange face. The horse-faced monkey-headed eyes were full of fierce light, full of tyrannical animalism.

Lin Dong bit his bloody lower lip and forced a breath in his heart.

The Nine Ring Knife made an ear-piercing sound and trembled uncontrollably.

The tip of the knife stood upright.

Before the horse monkey's claw could hook it, its throat had hit the point of the knife, and a smear of animal blood choked into Lin Dong's left eye, which was painful and hot.

There is a saying in the old martial arts that a knife is called a knife with a three-inch head. It refers to the top sword skills, which rely on the three-inch head of the knife, that is, the tip of the knife to kill people.

Any martial artist who chops and slashes with astonishing skills must use the tip of his knife.

Of course, this was just a rumor from a family in a certain place. Ma Xinyi didn't give a precise explanation on whether it was true or not, but just chatted with him. Lin Dong knew that Ma Xinyi was a master of martial arts, but he had always looked down on martial arts, and even his own kung fu.

Ma Xinyi couldn't get rid of the Qing Dynasty in his speech, and couldn't get rid of the salary of high officials.

Of course, to be vulgar, who can not have a hobby.

It's good to be an official, admired by thousands of people, majestic and majestic.

Lin Dong doesn't comment much on other people's dreams, but what he thinks is the gathering of the mighty power of heaven and earth in one body.

Obviously having such a precious opportunity for affixes, as a guy with a little bit of ambition, how can he not pay attention to it, it is not an exaggeration to say that he cherishes it in every possible way.

Blood flowed everywhere, and both humans and animals died.

Lin Dong covered his good right eye, and opened the painful left eye. His eyes were pitch black, his heart sank involuntarily, and the war horse neighed in the wind.

"Are you OK?"

Ma Xinyi asked nervously, he saw that Lin Dong looked a little weird.

Lin Dong hurriedly closed his left eye again, covered it with his hand, opened his right eye and said, "I hurt my eyes."

At this time, he naturally wouldn't put on airs, saying that there was nothing serious about him, so he came to hold on.

Being blind in one eye is a huge problem.

"Come on, let's go to the hospital immediately."

Ma Xinyi immediately said in a deep voice, this brother is born to be the enemy of ten thousand people, if he hurts his eyes like this, it is not worth it.

Lin Dong pulled out the Jiuhuan Knife, ran to touch the corpse, and took out a piece of densely packed rag from the chest of the dead Hanfang curator.

"Is there really a secret?"

Lin Dong said happily, and found a total of six or seven taels of silver in the remaining corpses.

Ma Xinyi led a few war horses, and wanted to take Lin Dong away from here.

This is when the sun goes down.

A thin voice came from the darkness, and it sounded indistinguishable from male to female.

"Two heroes, where are you going?"

Lin Dong and Ma Xinyi turned their heads in horror.

(End of this chapter)