The short knife held behind his back seemed to be inspired by the murderous intention gradually emanating from Liu Qingshan, and a murderous aura became stronger than before.
There was an invisible air wave that was stronger than the previous one, and it was actually stimulated to make an inaudible whistle, as if a lonely soul in hell was sobbing and crying, which chilled the hearts of everyone who came.
But that kind of chill turned into fear in the blink of an eye, because wherever the opponent's knife shadow passed by, several blood flowers would immediately appear, and several of his companions would fall to the ground.
At this time, Liu Qingshan had already let go of most of his defenses, allowing his body to jump into the silk-like web of sword energy, wrapping himself in it, and the various weapons that kept swarming towards him, carefully capturing every move. A trace of circulation is getting clearer and clearer.
After each trace captured, the shadows of knives followed one after another like light, as easily as cutting through the air, that is, someone's blood was spattered on the spot and they lost their ability to act independently.
It's just that the area where his figure swept away was within a few meters surrounding Shi Hui. In fact, if the visitor could wake up in time and surround the people within a radius of five or six meters, it would be equivalent to trapping Liu Qingshan. Inside.
Perhaps they were eager to end the fight before the police arrived, or the organizers promised these people some attractive rewards. These killers completely ignored the figures around them and continued to fight forward, shockingly. He was in a state of desperate struggle, as if he was risking his own life.
Due to the protection behind him, he could not fully unfold his figure. In addition, this was the first time he faced a life-and-death battle. No matter how skilled Liu Qingshan was, he could not calmly deal with the enemies that were constantly coming at him.
Moreover, these people are obviously not ordinary hooligans, at least they are some kind of well-trained team organization, and they have often committed similar murderous acts.
At some point, a layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. Fortunately, as his experience in life and death battles gradually improved, he got used to it after a while.
At this moment, the master who had been standing outside the perimeter of the skirmishing formation, holding a knife in both hands, obviously realized the actual changes in Liu Qingshan.
Knowing that he couldn't delay it any longer, he quietly squeezed forward with a few steps and thrust his hands through the gap between the people. The long and narrow samurai sword was used as a long sword and was stabbed straight through.
Liu Qingshan could feel the approaching murderous intent. He felt a chill running down his spine and the hairs on his hair stood on end. Then he slashed backwards with his backhand sword, striking the air behind him with a crisp sound.
The man suddenly felt a sharp edge sweeping towards him. It seemed like a simple pull, but it contained an astonishing power of the sword. His body retreated very quickly, and he found that the air in front of him seemed to be stimulated to create tiny waves. ripple.
While the man was horrified, Liu Qingshan also nodded secretly. Although the man in front of him used a random sneak attack, no matter the speed of the sword, or the quick retreat without a single hit, he had the advantage of being able to take advantage of others. sensitive.
This quick reaction ability alone is not comparable to that of his hundreds of subordinates.
And judging from the way his sword posture is drawn to the waist and ready to go, it is obvious that he comes from the kendo lineage of the island country.
It's okay if he doesn't see this. Once Liu Qingshan finds out his possible island country background, he will already have murderous intent in his heart.
Due to historical reasons, like countless Chinese, he has a deep hatred for the islanders.
This person appeared on such an occasion again, which made Liu Qingshan furious for a moment, and he no longer wanted to control his murderous intention.
Although he had killed countless enemies before, none of them were fatally injured. It was just that the sword light entered their bodies and controlled their mobility.
At this time, once his murderous intent was fully unleashed, a momentum mixed with the wild energy suddenly burst out. The inexplicable power oppressed the people around him, and they all stood still and did not dare to move.
Then they were shocked to find that Liu Qingshan seemed to be in a state of madness at this moment. The knife in his hand pierced the air in the void, and the sword light flying in the sky capsized towards the man holding the samurai sword like a violent storm.
"Is this his true strength?"
This question is in the hearts of most people, because they have experienced many life and death scenes, but facing this person today, they all feel a sense of weakness that they cannot resist.
Just when they were stunned, Liu Qingshan's one-foot-long dagger suddenly turned into a two-meter-long sword shrouded in light and ran towards the leader.
The sword intent all over the sky is like a flower blooming, blooming as gorgeously as a hundred flowers blooming, and also like a thousand threads of majesty of the He people, which dazzles the crowd.
But the man's feeling was bone-chilling coldness, because dark blue blade lights as thin as hair were already looming around his body, and those tangible and invisible sharp energies seemed to tear the air around him apart.
The shining blue blade trembled in vain, creating a dazzling real sword light that seemed to be able to tear the sky apart. Then a light blue wind seemed to come from nothingness, blowing all over the man's body, gradually making his eyes blurred and floating. His black hair was swept up and flying, and he grinned as the corners of his clothes fluttered.
In the eyes of others, his leader seemed to be shackled by something, unable to make the slightest move of resistance, and allowed the shining light of the sword to hit his body.
"Chi, chi, chi..."
One scar after another appeared on his body, and countless blood lines burst out and splashed everywhere.
The head coach who had always been superior in their eyes was actually chopped into a bloody man with just one move, just like chopping melons and vegetables.
What frightened them even more was that every time a bloody arrow flew, it took away a piece of the leader's flesh and blood. In just a blink of an eye, there was no trace of that man's body except the shorts around his waist. That's it. His body was standing on the spot with his flesh and bones spread out.
Liu Qingshan's body immediately floated next to the person like a fallen leaf, and he pointed his fingers several times. The person lost his brain consciousness and could not even feel the pain.
Another wind-like blow came back, and Liu Qingshan's figure once again returned to the front position where Shi Hui was.
All of this happened within a few seconds. If these people hadn't had the strength to practice hard for many years, they would have just felt a gust of wind blowing around, and not even a trace of human movement could be seen.
The atmosphere at the scene fell into a dead silence at that moment. It wasn't until Liu Qingshan took action again and pointed out a few people that they woke up from a dream.
So there was no need to get orders, the remaining dozens of people huffed and havoced, then turned around and ran away, just like when they came, almost no one made a sound on the way.
Liu Qingshan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was not worried about his ability, but a little scared. If Shi Hui was noticed from the beginning, I am afraid that someone might take advantage of the opportunity to rush forward. Jumped in front of her.
Although with his strength, he could sweep through an entire area in one breath, but with the swarming of 150 and 60 people, it would take some time to get rid of them in a short time.
