"Master, I'm afraid of young people, this bad old man is too old and won't last long!" Dao Zhen, who was lying in the muddy water, touched the curved steel plate insert on his chest and shouted with lingering fear.
The most terrifying moves of Ma Family Bajiquan are Baji Mountain Crash, Iron Mountain Support, Mountain Splitting Palm and Deadly Flying Kick.
Knife Zhen was kicked in the chest by the old man with a deadly flying kick. If he hadn't been wearing a bullet-proof vest, his bones would have been broken and his chest would have been pierced, and he would have died tragically on the spot.
Even though most of the force was removed from the steel plate, he felt like his whole body was falling apart, and he hated the old man who would do something evil at the slightest disagreement.
Wu An, Tang Niu and Peng Fei were also lying on the ground breathing heavily.
The old man who was fighting with Ye Qing was shocked. All the moves he used just now were killing moves. Even if a cow was hit by him or hit by an iron mountain, it would definitely break its muscles and bones and die tragically on the spot.
He was slightly distracted, but Ye Qing stabbed him in the head.
Without thinking, the old man swung his ax horizontally and forced Wang Xue away. But when he saw the light of the knife striking his head, he was still startled.
The fire ax was three feet long, but the Xiuchun knife was only a little over two feet. The two weapons were completely different in length. It was destined that the fire ax would disembowel Ye Qing first.
However, this sword is too overbearing, with a feeling of being invincible and risking one's own life. The fire ax ripped open Ye Qing's belly, and his own head was cut in half.
He secretly cursed a madman, but he didn't dare to fight hard after all. He took a step back and used the fire ax from bottom to top to lift the knife in Ye Qing's hand.
His movements are smooth and flowing, free and easy.
The heavy fire ax collided with the Xiuchun knife that was slashing down. The huge force made him almost unable to hold the long handle of the fire ax.
Ye Qing's arms were also sore, his mouth was bursting open, his palms were numb, and his Xiuchun knife almost flew out of his hand.
"This bad old man is too strong."
In an instant, he jumped up and kicked him in the abdomen before the fire ax had time to defend himself.
This kick is not from Xia Yin, but it is even more terrifying for martial arts practitioners.
Because the lower abdomen is where the Dantian is, Ye Qing used all his strength to kick with the sound of wind and thunder. As long as he kicked him and the Dantian Qi disappeared, the old man would not be able to fight back.
At the same time, Wang Xue moved the knife like the wind and stabbed him in the back.
"Shameless and despicable!" The old man finally couldn't help but curse out. He rolled in the air, avoided the fatal kick, and used the opportunity to lift the fire ax and block Wang Xue's double swords.
Ye Qing was in mid-air, but he turned around and slashed.
The blade was so sharp that it cut through the air like thunder, and it was another blade filled with true energy.
The old man was horrified and in a hurry, he raised his ax with his backhand.
There was another loud noise, and the ax head and blade collided together, causing a series of sparks to fly.
In the sniper position in the distance, Song Youqing squinted one eye and carefully observed the battle situation through the scope. The two sides moved and jumped too fast, making it impossible for her to lock the target and not even have a chance to shoot and snipe.
But as snipers, they cannot leave their positions until the war is over to prevent unexpected events.
The old man held the long handle of the fire ax with both hands, and the huge concussive force hit his lungs, causing blood to ooze from the corners of his mouth.
As soon as he landed, Wang Xue's two Eight-Zhan Swords were already slashing at his neck from behind.
The old man snorted coldly and ignored the two swords behind him. Instead, he leaned forward and tried to kill Ye Qing who was the biggest threat to him first.
The shadow of the ax was like a mountain, and the layers were as dense as fish scales. He looked at Ye Qing who was using his wrist one after another, and a large stream of blood burst out from the tiger's mouth.
"Dang, Dang, Dang..." Ye Qing also exerted his strength and connected three axes, the blades trembled and buzzed.
Wang Xue gritted her teeth, staggered forward, and struck at his back with two eight-cut swords that were as bright as the full moon.
The old man could have cut off the Xiuchun Dao in Ye Qing's hand with just one strike of the axe, but unfortunately the sword was dangerously dangerous at the back, so he really didn't dare to fight twice and break the Xiuchun Dao in Ye Qing's hand.
Turning around quickly, the fire ax rotated rapidly around his waist, forcing Wang Xue to take a step back without even a moment's notice.
The sharp blades of the two Eight-Zhan Swords grazed the clothes, leaving two thin wounds on the skin.
At this moment, Ye Qing made a fist with his right hand and hit his back extremely fiercely.
The old man turned around and defended himself. He knew very well that Ye Qing's fists were more terrifying than his sword.
"Clang!" The pure steel ax of the fire ax made a tooth-breaking sound, and the old man's body was rotated in a circle by the terrifying force.
Wang Xue suddenly fell to the ground and looked at his feet with both swords.
After being frustrated one after another, the old man became furious, turned sharply, and flew his feet into the air to avoid the double knives that struck his ankles.
He flew into the air hastily, the fire ax had no power, Ye Qing poured his true energy into the Xiuchun blade again, the true energy exploded, and the Xiuchun sword struck down again with the sound of wind and thunder.
The old man simply didn't dare to take the blow that was filled with true energy. He screamed strangely, took three steps back, and narrowly avoided the blow.
But Ye Qing's sword was full of power, the sword was like a round wheel, and he struck at the old man one after another.
The old man missed the opportunity and could only defend passively.
Wang Xue also took the opportunity to withdraw from the battle circle, gasping for air. Although the Wing Chun she practiced was considered an internal martial art, her cultivation was too shallow. The repeated chops just now had depleted her energy and left her exhausted.
Song Youqing, who was in the distance, had been observing the battle situation through the scope, but unfortunately, the old man's movement was too weird, so she could not find a chance to lock on.
Suddenly, a hole opened in the mountain wall not far from the iron house. More than a dozen figures emerged one after another, raising their guns and aiming at Dao Zhen, Tang Niu, Wu An, Peng Fei and others who were lying on the ground unable to move. people......
Song Youqing pulled the trigger of the heavy sniper without hesitation.
The powerful bullets accurately hit their heads one by one.
The special forces team member lurking a hundred meters away also calmly shot and killed him.
The old man in the fierce battle also heard the dull and terrifying sound of a large sniper gun, followed by the gunfire of the Type 95 assault rifle like exploding beans.
He used his ax to block Ye Qing's Xiuchun Knife and roared: "Boy, do you really want to kill them all?"
Ye Qing smiled and waved the knife, never giving this bad old man a chance to breathe.
Although this bad old man also practices Bajiquan, it is a hundred times better than Ma Lei and the saber, especially the heavy fire ax. Although it is powerful, it constantly consumes his physical strength.
But Quan is afraid of being young. Although his moves are not as good as his, and his fighting instincts are not as good as his, but his physical strength is stronger...
I can't kill you, but I can tire you to death.
Moreover, there are special battles nearby and big snipers in the distance. Today, we have a sure chance of victory.
He struck one blow after another, all heading straight for the old man's head, leaving him unable to hide or escape.
Moreover, he never gave the old man a chance to swing the ax with his backhand, just like forging iron. He used the knife as a hammer, and the handle of the fire ax placed across the old man's head was the target he chopped.
This fighting method has no skills at all. It relies on willpower and physical strength...and in these aspects, Ye Qing has an inherent advantage.
