Hiss

when

The knife rises and the knife falls.

The blade roared.

Whoever lives, whoever dies.

All in a flash.

Qu Xin's martial arts are obviously not as good as Ran Ling.

In fact, no one in this room has a martial arts function compared to Ran Ling.

But... this does not mean that Ran Ling can really kill all the people in front of him as he said.

Because in this world, people who are never strong will definitely win.

"You..." Ran Ling, whose move was blocked, somehow blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth.

His eyes did not fall on Qu Xin who had caught his sword, but looked at Huang Donglai.

"Ha..." Huang Donglai understood what the other party meant and immediately smiled, "What? What will happen if you drink the wine I poured? Do you have no judgment?"

Ran Ling was very angry, but he was speechless.

Just now, he thought that after drinking, he was fine, but it was fine. It was not until he took the knife that he realized that this poison needed to be triggered by "use of energy".

"Ran Ling, if you surrender obediently, you can save your life for the time being. What a pity..." Qu Xin held the other party's blade and said with the flow, "...but you insist on making this fearless resistance."

"Nonsense!" Ran Ling shouted angrily, "The Gu Hai is dead, the poison Hai is dead, the poison Hai is dead, the surrender is still dead! It's just a matter of time... Bah!" He spat out a mouthful of blood and turned around, "Since you are going to kill them all, then I'll bring a few to accompany you to bury!"

As soon as the words came to the ground, Ran Ling's sword-like posture started again.

The knife technique he used when he used the second time to shoot the knife was very different from the moment.

He just wanted to "survival", so he was worried. In addition to considering the issue of physical strength distribution with one against more people, he also had to pay attention to his own offensive and defensive balance, and he had to avoid Huang Donglai, so as not to accidentally kill the person who could relieve him.

But now... he is going to "try to the death".

So, the cold fast sword suddenly became a crazy sword.

Beyond the edge of the blade, the sword energy also appears.

Although this exercise will accelerate the wandering of toxins in his body and make him die faster, in a situation where he will die, Ran Ling himself doesn't care about these things.

"Protect the Lords of Hundred Houses!" He said this soon, but when the Jinyiwei who followed Zhuang Li came in, they shouted and pulled their swords and rushed up, standing at the front line with Qu Xin.

For a moment, the shadows intertwined and the sword energy was scattered. The five or six people were killed in a mass of blood and rained.

At the same time, Huang Donglai and Sun Yixie also acted quickly, but when they saw them turn around, they both retreated behind Zhuang Li, and then lifted Zhuang Li horizontally like a human shield, blocking them and the battle circle. Then, they held Zhuang Li in this posture and ran away, shouting, "Protect the Hundred Houses! Protect the Hundred Houses!"

Zhuang Li was stunned at that time, and he was also confused: Is this sure I was protecting me?

Fortunately, there were a few people in front of him, and they were not far from the door, so they quickly rushed out of the house. Zhuang Baihu was considered to have escaped unscrupulously.

On the other hand, the battle situation inside the house took a sharp turn for the worse.

Ran Ling, who fought to the death, was still fierce even though he was extremely poisonous. He cut three Jinyiwei under the knife in a blink of an eye. Qu Xin's arms and ribs were quickly injured, and he was about to lose his support when he saw that.

You know, the Jinyiwei who was fighting against Ran Ling in the house are already the best martial arts people in this ward. If they were other martial arts poor, they would probably not be able to survive in front of Ran Ling.

Seeing that Ran Ling was about to break out of the room... Lei Buji took action.

But he saw his feet split slightly, jumping forward lightly, storing strength in his fist, and his arm was not complete, and he leaped forward with a "collapse punch" and rushed towards the other party's sword curtain.

This seemingly reckless forward rush actually caught a small time difference between the cracks of the knife curtains and drilled into the gaps of the knife energy.

Faced with such a sharp surprise, Ran Ling was not panicked, but just sneered, and said in his heart: "Hmph... It's worthy of being taught by the Bahuang Fist Saint, there are some tricks, but unfortunately you are still far from the heat!"

Thinking of this, his upper body suddenly leaned forward and turned sideways, his left foot was independent, his right leg was swung backward, and he pulled his knife back, and a "scorpion swung his tail".

This kick not only broke Lei Buji's fist move, but also kicked the latter on the right shoulder.

Ran Ling's foot strength was already heavy, and coupled with Lei Buji's forward force, the power was doubled just like the "counterattack" in boxing.

After being kicked, Buji's body immediately lost its balance and flew up. Ran Ling also grabbed the other party's flaw, turned around and took another move, lifted the knife and grabbed Lei Buji's throat.

when

Fortunately, there was someone else next to you at this time.

At the critical moment, Qu Xin made another blow, barely helping Lei Buji block the fatal attack.

But Qu Xin himself was also injured. He barely helped others to block this, causing his wound to tear and burst into blood. The pain made him slow down more than a single line.

Seeing this, Ran Ling would never miss this opportunity, and then he slashed Qu Xin in his chest with a knife.

The moment the sound of the sword broke through the wind, Qu Xin realized that he was about to die.

He was chosen as an undercover agent because he had no family and no friends. So at this moment, what came to his mind was not a memory of his relatives, but a conversation between him and Lord Shuai...

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Shui Hanyi: "How many times have you been? You can beat the gangsters too, and you can beat the people from the yamen too. Even if you are covered in a mask... you will beat the person to become disabled, someone will have to clean up the mess for you. Are you crazy? Have you forgotten whether you are a good person or a bad person?"

Qu Xin: "It's been three years, three years later, three years later, three years later, and three years later, it's almost ten years old! I'm already the third place for Youying. If I go on, maybe I'll become the boss, boss!"

Shui Hanyi: "Can you speak well? Now I only know your identity in the Jinyiwei. If I die one day, I don't have time to tell others about the code words of our joints. Then you will be a shadow person for the rest of your life, and I won't have to bother you."

Qu Xin: "Forget it, you won't die even if I die. You are now among the "Four Masters" in the court. Brother, I'm still squatting in the tea shop and listening to people having sex."

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The lantern flashed Qu Xin also smiled bitterly.

Back then, he and Shui Hanyi were at the same time, and he was two or three years older than Shui Hanyi. When they were young, they stayed in the same ward for several years, and their relationship was pretty good.

However, the gap in martial arts made the two gradually drift away.

Shui Hanyi only took a few years to become the general flag and was transferred elsewhere. It was not until Qu Xin was thirty years old that he was barely mentioned as the Xiaoqiu on the eve of his thirty years old.

If you savor it carefully, you will promote him as a small banner. Maybe it is because you are afraid that he will be decisive enough and will rebel after going out, so you will be promoted to him one level temporarily.

Qu Xin is not stupid either. Even if he couldn't think of this level at the first time, he should have thought of it later.

In the same period in the past, I could indeed be called brothers and brothers to you in private, but in front of others, I have become a "master"; while Lord Shui became famous all over the world, Qu Xiaoqi was a 25-year-old in a Jianghu organization.

Not anyone can withstand this feeling of loss and loneliness in the enemy camp.

But Qu Xin... took it over.

He is different from that fake Ran Ling. Until today, his position in his heart has not been shaken.

In Qu Xin's heart, he is a soldier, Lei Buji is a civilian, and Ran Ling is a thief... He has always clearly distinguished between black and white, so the knife he helped Lei Buji block at the moment was entirely out of his duty and instinct. Even if the consequence might be death, he did not regret it, but just felt sad.

This is something that "Ran Ling" can never reach.

Shiny

After a breath, Ran Ling's knife stopped.

Qu Xin, still alive.

It was not because Ran Ling showed mercy, but because someone... forced his knife to stop.

This person has a very high martial arts skills.

He was so high that he could break into the Jinyiwei's garrison without restraint.

He was so high that he could rush into the room before everyone could react and enter the battle.

He was so high... he could "pinch" Ran Ling's blade with two fingers and stop the latter's knife.

Please note that it is "pinch", not "clip": "clip knife" is usually made with the index finger and middle finger. This position is easier to exert force and can use the power of the entire forearm; but "clip knife" uses the index finger and thumb, just like taking out a candy from a bowl. This position only uses the power of the finger when exerting force.

At that moment, even Ran Ling, the dying man, was stunned. He couldn't help but stare at the person in front of him with shocked eyes.

The visitor was a white-haired old man with medium figure and dark skin. Judging from his face, he was at least 65 years old, but his waist was still very straight and his eyes were full of energy.

"Thank you, the official... for helping my son block the knife." The old man was still holding Ran Ling's knife in his hand, but his gaze had already moved away from the other party and looked at Qu Xin behind him. At the same time, he said in a very relaxed tone, "I will give this knife back to you."

"Son?" Qu Xin immediately realized who this was when he heard this. When he thought of this, he was trembling, "Are you...

"Ha, not bad." The old man continued with a smile, "I... Lei Buwei."

Bang

While he was chatting and laughing, his wrist shaking slightly, and he crushed Ran Ling's knife.

Everyone, this is broken, not broken.

If "break", there is still half of the knife that can be used, but "break"... means that all the blades of the knife become small pieces and fall to the ground.

In a blink of an eye, there was only a knife left in Ran Ling's hand, and there was a "top-level" master in front of him. In addition, the poison he was infected with had almost reached his heart. In despair, the force he had fought to the death dissipated and he sat on the ground.

On his dying moment, this fake Ran Ling didn't say a word, but just stopped breathing quietly.
Chapter completed!