A figure flashed in the red rain of blood.
Killing people is easy, and any secret weapon can have such an effect. Because secret martial arts is a martial art, the purpose of its creation is to exercise the human body, break through the limits, and be used for killing and fighting. However, Kaxiu has never seen any secret martial arts that can treat killing as a coquettish art like Nandou Red Eagle Fist, with a strange sense of beauty.
It's not some moves, some boxing principles, or boxing willpower or anything like that. Just this style.
The people who are in the middle of the killing are inexplicably intoxicated by the smooth flow of life, sinking deeper and deeper bit by bit, unable to extricate themselves.
Kaxiu could feel that the Nandou Red Eagle Fist was breaking through the eleven acupoints and officially entered the second stage.
A demonic nature that had never been experienced before quietly emanated from every move of the boxing. Only then did Kaxiu understand why Feng Liusi went crazy and completely blocked his five senses for three years. Because the Nandou Red Eagle Fist will develop as its strength and proficiency deepen, it will reveal its unique charm. If you don't exercise a little restraint, or your willpower is not strong enough. It is very likely that he will lose himself in the long killing, and finally become a slave of this boxing method step by step.
Kaxiu's understanding of the core of Nandou Red Eagle Fist became deeper, and at the same time he became more curious than ever about the mysterious Nandou secrets. In addition to Nandou Red Eagle Fist, there are other Nandou secret transmissions, such as Water Bird and Sound Snake.
This ancient assassination boxing seems to represent different styles of boxing, and even the ultimate in each direction.
So when was the collection of Nan Dou Secret Boxing Techniques created? Who is the person who invented this boxing technique? Or maybe it has multiple creators...
Ka Xiu lowered his head and looked at the two white palms slightly stained with blood. The nail caps of the left and right index fingers are as translucent as rubies. It is because a large amount of dead tooth energy is concentrated and compressed into the fingertips, causing such a strange phenomenon visible to the naked eye.
He couldn't do it in the first stage of Nandou Red Eagle Fist, neither in quantity nor quality. After reaching the second stage, the resonance of the eleven acupoints increases. In this way, Ka Xiu naturally learned how to use Death Tooth Power.
The "dead tooth phenomenon" is a very iconic passive technique. The virtual meridians in Kaxiu's body can quickly form an arc-shaped circuit in his fingers, and the dead tooth energy in the body's acupoints can run at high speed in the circuit. As a result, a large amount of force is released in a short period of time, making the fingers become like scalpels.
Just like before.
He did everything lightly, without using any force at all, and the limbs and heads of the gunmen were severed.
Card's fingers are sharper than the sharpest knife blade.
It can easily tear through tough skin and solid muscles, and shatter a person's body like ripping off clothes.
He could vaguely feel that with each level he advanced, there would be more dead teeth on his palms.
It starts from the second stage and ends with the sixth stage.
At each stage, Ka Xiu can have two more teeth on his hands, until all ten fingers on his hands turn into teeth, which are ten teeth of death. He felt that some terrible changes might take place by then, which was of course more difficult. After all, it took Feng Liusi decades to reach the fourth stage, and it would be extremely difficult to open every subsequent acupoint.
To open all the sixty-six orifices is as difficult as reaching heaven.
In other words, Ka Xiu who has the power of recall and whose murderous personality is very compatible with Nandou Red Eagle Fist can give it a try.
In the dojo, there are gray-white roads and pale yellow buildings.
From time to time there were screams and muffled sounds.
According to the sequence, it is not difficult to infer that someone came in from outside the Red Eagle Fist headquarters dojo and fought their way inside.
call……
A strong wind howled past.
The two gunmen who were rushing around the corner stopped. They seemed to feel a black shadow flashing past them.
The young man in front was about to speak, but found that he could no longer speak. In an instant, the entire field of vision was spinning. He was floating in the air and saw two headless corpses behind him that were bleeding: "Oh, it turns out my head is missing..."
Then his vision went dark and he was no longer unconscious.
A short time, more than a minute. Dozens of people have died in Kaxiu's hands. As long as they meet him, they will die.
No matter it was a gunman from the White Rose Killer Battalion or an elder disciple of the secret warrior who rebelled against the Red Eagle Fist. In such a complex laneway site, powerful secret warriors have a natural advantage. If it were a vast flat area, perhaps dozens of elite gunners holding heavy machine guns would be able to make Ka Xiu pay a heavy price. But here, a hundred of them are of no use.
The layout left by the Red Eagle Fist betrayer and the White Rose Gunner on the road to the dojo headquarters building was immediately cut through.
Of course, Ka Xiu's unabashed advance also instantly attracted their attention. Warriors and gunmen from other areas of the dojo gathered here, and some elite gunmen and boxer-level elders who had been besieging the second elder's faction also turned back to deal with the sudden external threat.
The sun is shining today and the weather is nice. A few tulle-like white clouds hang in the blue sky, and golden light shines on the top of the pale yellow dojo building. The strong smell of blood was swept away by the breeze, and the green ornamental trees beside the road swayed.
There were several flesh-moulded arms hanging from the branches. The green leaves at the tips drooped slightly, and a drop of sticky blood fell.
In mid-air, a blazing red light traced a wide arc, and finally rested beside him. The five drooping fingers were dripping with blood, which was in obvious contrast with the fair skin.
Card Xiu glanced at the three or four dead people around him. This was a white corridor-like courtyard. After passing here is the central area of the Red Eagle Fist, where the elders of the sect usually stay.
The courtyard was originally quite clean and tidy, but now it was covered in blood. He suppressed the intoxication caused by Nandou Red Eagle Fist and stepped over the corpse of a warrior wearing fighting uniform.
Three seconds later, he walked out of the white arch of the courtyard.
"shooting!
! "
Bang bang bang... chu chu chu... swish swish...
A series of gunshots broke out instantly, and more than a dozen gunmen aimed their guns in this direction, with their muzzles pointed at Kaxiu's body.
Various types of bullets formed bullet chains, densely packed almost covering a large area around the arch.
Making it impossible to avoid.
Bullets hit the turf and the dirt rolled. Hitting the stone arch, gravel flew everywhere. Hitting the wall, white dust was scattered.
It hit the target but made no sound.
After the metal bullets passed through the fabric, it was as if they were completely swallowed up, and there was no sound at all.
The arms in front of his face spread out, revealing a face covered in bloody steam, like a red mask.
It's hard to tell whether his face is expressionless or extremely excited under the steam! Or maybe it's contempt for the weak...
Peng!
Explosive trampling sounds sounded, and the surrounding ground shook. All the gunmen felt as if their soles were being electrocuted.
A figure like a flying bird swooped over.
The muzzles of the guns were concentrated, and the machine gun bullets continued to fire for a moment.
Ding ding ding ding!
This time there was a sound, a crisp sound of iron hitting!
The red figure who got it directly rushed over with the bullet in hand, leaping twice on the ground with his toes. Then he flew to the group of gunners like a ghost, aimed at the machine gunner and punched him.
stop!
boom!
The head exploded like a watermelon, and the red and white solid-liquid mixture inside formed a fan shape and spread wildly toward the rear.
Several gunmen in the rear were splashed in the face instantly.
Before they could even express their disgusted and frightened expressions.
Then he saw a blood-red palm reaching over like a balloon, rapidly enlarging in front of his eyes. Snap it.
The head with the tough skull was crushed like this.
Both men died together almost within half a second.
A gunman on the left reacted and quickly raised his gun and turned around. It was certain that a red spear was pierced through, and his right arm in a knife-hand posture penetrated his entire left chest.
Most of the ribs were broken, and the key part of the heart was not spared. The blood supply center was suddenly shattered into pieces.
Three people died, then a fourth, then a fifth.
When Ka Xiu broke into their formation, the outcome was actually doomed. This elite gunner team can still deal with powerful secret warriors from a distance, but once it is approached by a fighter, it basically has only one way to annihilate them all. After all, although they are elites, they are also ordinary people.
In the blink of an eye, only about half of the dozen-person gunner team remained. Although these gunmen have received relatively professional training, their spirits have always been above ordinary people. But facing a monster who is not afraid of bullets, has bloody killing methods, and is full of oppression. All the gunmen felt fear deep down in their hearts, and some of them had collapsed, turned around and ran away.
boom!
A palm pressed on a head, and the huge force contained in the palm exploded it like a watermelon. The gunman who witnessed the entire death process of his companion opened his eyes wide, and his whole body collapsed instantly. My shoulders were shaking with fear, and my nose was filled with snot and tears.
The trigger of the gun that was originally aimed at Ka Xiu could not be pressed halfway, and his fingers were limp and without any strength. A shadow of terror shrouded his heart, and he murmured with a dull face: "Kill me, kill me..."
"ah!"
"monster!"
"Run quickly..."
The gunshots and cries that were still around gradually became quiet, because all the people who made the noise had been killed.
The only surviving gunman stood there stupidly, like a wooden pole. There was a series of distant footsteps coming from behind, which was the patter of blood from the soles of boots on the sticky lake.
A breeze carrying the smell of blood blew through.
The gunman with empty eyes fell to his knees softly on the ground, and his eyes seemed to be constantly replaying the bloody red that floated through the air just now. His head hung down, tears streaming down his face. Suddenly a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his pistol.
Raise your head, aim your chin, and pull the trigger.
boom!
A figure fell to the ground.
In the alleyway in the distance, Ka Xiu heard gunfire from behind and stopped. The magic of Nan Dou's Red Eagle Fist was demonstrated once again, and he knew that the gunman had been mentally defeated.
Infected by the boxing style, he committed suicide in despair.
Nandou Red Eagle Fist not only affects the user's personality and emotions, but also infects onlookers who are not firm in character.
Moving forward, Ka Xiu flashed across the entire passage.
Suddenly there were several holes on the walls on both sides, either fingerprints, fist marks, or claw marks. The next second, there was a thumping sound from the outside of the wall. A fighter's aura is spread out, and he can easily sense the specific location of the enemy within a certain range, and even the next move. And Ka Xiu's keen perception is able to detect murderous intent within a fairly wide range.
Unless the aura is well hidden, he can easily detect it and prepare for battle a long way in advance.
Snapped!
The steps stopped, and Ka Xiu looked forward with an indifferent expression.
I saw an old man with a goatee and a group of warriors wearing tight-fitting fighting uniforms blocking the way. In the wide space on both sides of the surrounding area, there was a vague figure in black flashing past. Kashu, I can feel many guns pointing at me.
"I wonder who you are, and why you want to get involved in the internal affairs of my Red Eagle Fist." The old man exuded a majestic and powerful warrior aura, and stared at Kaxiu with unkind eyes.
"We have a cooperative relationship with the Dongjiu Sect. Your Excellency is really good at fighting all the way, but have you ever thought about the Dongjiu Sect's subsequent revenge? The entire eastern secret martial arts world will be looking for you!"
"Besides, you may not be able to get benefits in my hands or at gunpoint. No matter who you are entrusted by, who you come for, or which school you are from. Boy, don't make a mistake!"
Three minutes later.
In the middle of the limbs, Ka Xiu clamped one hand on the neck of the great elder Dyson and easily lifted him up in the air.
Dyson waved his fists and soles, but to no avail. He couldn't even speak, and his face became increasingly red and even purple from the pain. My neck was so stuck that I couldn't breathe.
"My abilities are not very good, but my desire to survive is quite strong..."
"A futile struggle. "
Ka Xiu lowered his eyelids indifferently.
Katcha!
A figure with a crooked neck fell to the ground with a plop.
He glanced at the bloody scene around him and focused on the last area. He took off his blood-stained boots and walked over.
A small yellow dormitory building.
All the remaining warriors in the original three or four buildings were concentrated in this building. This was the last strength of the resistance except for the captives. There are three elders among them, as well as Neve, the granddaughter of the old sect leader Feng Liusi, all on the first floor.
In the living room, Neve's face was a little pale and she looked worried.
The thin white-haired old man next to him, the second elder, Charles looked outside through the window. A few minutes ago, something strange seemed to have happened outside the building. The people who originally surrounded the last area were withdrawn and disappeared. In the distance, it seems that you can still vaguely hear screams and fighting.
There seemed to be another fight outside the Red Eagle Fist Dojo.
I don’t know what’s going on…
Charles turned to look at Neve, whose face turned pale, and comforted: "Neve, don't be afraid. It's okay. Dyson and the others won't dare to come over for a while. He is afraid that I will fight him desperately..."
He said, and then a wry smile appeared on his face.
Neve nodded, but her expression was still gloomy.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
The sudden sound caused everyone in the living room to stop. Charles' expression changed and he rushed over there.
boom!
A door was torn down directly by a powerful punch.
Outside the door, a figure squeezed in.
