Chapter 84 Night Attack
Chapter 84 Night Attack
"King of Hell? Yan Xiaoguo?!"
"not good!"
Li Bingwu and Xiang Yihai stood up at the same time. One of them hurried to the backstage to greet the waiters, while the other grabbed Chen Huangxi and ran back.
"You... why are you in such a hurry? Let me take a breath first."
As Chen Huangxi ran backstage, he asked Li Bingwu, who was leading the way, while panting.
"Brother Huang Xi, by the time even a scholar like you has received the news, those lackeys must have already arrived in Kowloon!"
"boom!"
Before Li Bingwu could finish his words, the glass ceiling of the theater exploded. Black shadows rapidly descended along the zipline, and oval-shaped objects were thrown towards the two of them.
"Come on!"
Li Bingwu pulled Chen Huangxi hard, first dragging him behind the door, and then he slipped into the backstage.
The sound of breaking pottery jars rang out one after another, and a strong, pungent smell immediately filled the theater lobby. Li Bingwu turned his head and glanced at the bubbles sizzling on the floor tiles and the green smoke rising, and his heart shuddered.
"Brother Xiang, a powerful enemy is attacking at night, find a way to send the message out!"
Li Bingwu casually took the red tasseled spear thrown by Xiang Yihai, and without paying any attention to Chen Huangxi who was hesitant to speak, he and the troupe's men stood guard at the connection between the backstage and the lobby.
Wang Zhongjun saw Li Bingwu holding a gun and leading the way to block the dozens of elite soldiers under his command, and he couldn't help but smile contemptuously.
"Who wants to emulate Zhang Yide? Take my sword first!"
Wang Zhongjun, holding two knives, got close to Li Bingwu in an instant under the cover of the grappling hooks thrown by the front row of assassins. Facing the steel spear that was like an angry dragon, Wang Zhongjun blocked the spear tip with his right knife while tilting his body to draw an arc. His left hand moved with the knife, forcing the troupe members who wanted to move forward to retreat.
Double sword skills move left and right towards the sun!
Seeing that Wang Zhongjun had blocked the oncoming attack cleanly and neatly, Li Bingwu did not dare to be careless. He held the gun with his left hand and moved it back and forth, while his right hand shook rapidly. While swinging the fine steel hook, the bright silver gun head left a trail of afterimages and stabbed Wang Zhongjun again!
Before Wang Zhongjun could get close enough to break the gun, he saw a cold light rapidly expanding in his eyes, and it was about to occupy his entire field of vision.
So fast? !
Wang Zhongjun had no time to think. He just moved his head and face, ignoring the bloody scratch on his cheek caused by the spear tip. He turned over and chopped Li Bingwu hard with the spear shaft.
The thin line between life and death!
Seeing that the blade was about to reach him, Li Bingwu pulled his body, pulled back with his right hand, moved his left hand from the butt of the gun to the front of the gun, and used both hands to exert force, pulling his body away and breaking the gun!
The spear tip hit the two swords with such force that Wang Zhongjun's hands trembled.
Li Bingwu took a quick glance and saw that the fight between the troupe and the black-clad warriors was not optimistic, so he took a deep breath. He knelt forward and pulled his hands back suddenly. While Wang Zhongjun's old strength had disappeared and his new strength had not yet been generated, he suddenly thrust his right hand forward, intending to shoot the leader of the warriors to death!
Wang Zhongjun no longer had the contempt he had before, and he became deeply wary of the man's spear skills.
Seeing that Li Bingwu's every move had mastered the three points of the spear technique of "Lan Na Zha", his own double swords and spears could not get in front of the man at all. He had to use his double swords to block the spear tip and whistled.
The black-clad assassins who had killed most of the troupe's men heard the command and gathered around the two of them. While throwing several pottery jars at Li Bingwu, the steel grappling hooks in their hands once again covered Li Bingwu's body!
.........
Outside the theater, alley
Yan Xiaoguo looked at the carrier pigeons flying into the sky in the yard, his eyes calm and he fired pieces of gravel in his hands.
"Puff puff"
Under the moonlight, several pigeons with smashed heads fell to the ground, their white feathered bodies stained with blood still twitching twice on the ground.
Yan Xiaoguo took a glance and the huge figure was about to walk into the theater to deal with Li Bingwu, who in his opinion was still resisting stubbornly.
Footsteps sounded in the alley. Yan Xiaoguo looked at the black shadow holding a knife, his eyes gradually becoming dangerous.
"I didn't expect to catch an old fish this time."
Xiang Yihai, who was holding an oxtail knife, did not answer. After taking a deep breath, he suddenly exerted force with his legs as thick as ox hooves, and the blade, with a hint of cold light, chopped straight towards Yan Xiaoguo.
Yan Xiaoguo also drew out his heavy and sharp thick-backed sword, and thrust his right hand forward to block Xiang Yihai's full-strength sword.
No! Such force!
Although Xiang Yihai had expected this, he saw that Yan Xiaoguo's casual blow was as powerful as his full-strength chop, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and turn around to accumulate strength, using the sudden increase in momentum to increase the power of the oxtail knife's attack.
Xiang Yihai turned around and chopped with his sword with great force, each blow aimed directly at the King of Hell's vital points!
Yan Xiaoguo blocked with his sword easily, and counterattacked with every sword strike!
The two swords collided, sending up sparks that illuminated the dark alley.
Yan Xiaoguo saw Xiang Yihai dodged and slashed with his sword. The sword, with a fierce wind, was about to cut off Xiang Yihai's gray head!
Xiang Yihai heard the sound of wind, swung his right hand, put the oxtail knife behind his back, and took the heavy blow from Yan Xiaoguo.
Su Qin carries the sword!
Xiang Yihai felt a sweetness in his throat after receiving this fierce and explosive blow from the master, and blood spurted out with a "wow" sound.
Seeing that Yan Xiaoguo was putting him in danger with only one hand holding the knife, Xiang Yihai had no choice but to take advantage of the force and rush forward two steps to create some distance between himself and Yan Xiaoguo.
"You can last so long under my sword with only three practices. No wonder I have been able to keep you running for more than ten years."
After Yan Xiaoguo finished speaking, he took a deep breath, felt the feedback from his limbs and bones, then rushed to Xiang Yihai with his body that had expanded three points, and chopped him down with his sword!
Split Huashan with all your strength!
It is said that a heavy sword has no edge, and great skill has no craftsmanship.
Yan Xiaoguo has studied this move for more than 30 years, from the bloody hell to the black sea waves, from the battlefields of the western border to the iron ships of the East China Sea. Yan Xiaoguo has used this move with the thick back sword to smash countless masters' famous weapons and cut off countless heroes' heads.
One fresh trick, eaten all over the world!
However, what Yan Xiaoguo did not expect was that Xiang Yihai would immediately sprinkle out large amounts of white powder and came up with a knife, wanting to fight him to the death.
Yan Xiaoguo subconsciously closed his eyes and continued to press down, but the feedback from his body consciousness made him frown.
Although the precious sword still hit the oxtail knife, he did not feel any resistance from the sword. The man in front of him seemed to be falling rapidly and refused to collide with him head-on.
Xiang Yihai is an old and experienced man. Having led the Xiang family for many years, he has seen many shady tricks and naturally has studied how to defeat the powerful with the weak.
If you can’t win head-on, can’t you come up with some tricks?
Xiang Yihai immediately seized the opportunity, clamped Yan Xiaoguo's ankles with his legs and tried to trip him to the ground.
Seeing that Yan Xiaoguo was really pulled into the ground by him as he had expected, Xiang Yihai was ecstatic. He had no time to wonder why such a great master's lower body was so weak. The green snake in his sleeve had already made a move.
A small steel knife slipped from Xiang Yihai's sleeve into his hand and stabbed Yan Xiaoguo in the back!
At the same time, Yan Xiaoguo's big hand also turned around and pinched Xiang Yihai's shoulder, splitting the tendons! Dislocating the bones! Grabbing the shoulder! Unloading the shoulder!
Both of them were determined to kill each other with ruthlessness and brutality, but in the end, Xiang Yihai's knife was faster.
The green snake first penetrated the flesh about an inch, and then it was as if it had encountered an extremely hard iron plate and could not advance any further.
How is that possible?! I clearly cut along the bone seam!
Before Xiang Yihai could change his tactics, Yan Xiaoguo suddenly exerted force and tore half of Xiang Yihai's body into pieces.
With a casual flick of his hand, Xiang Yihai collided with the wall with an unwilling look on his face.
Under the ribs, the green snake's teeth broke; the huge force applied to its body broke all its bones.
Yan Xiaoguo picked up the sword and was about to step forward and kill Xiang Yihai.
"boom!"
The sudden roar of gunfire broke the deathly silent night.
(End of this chapter)