The moment he threw the scabbard, Guan Luoyang's body spun, and the knife in his right hand spun too.
Under the influence of the infusion of vitality and airflow, the spinning knife drew an arc from his right side, went around behind him, turned in a wide circle, and slashed towards Harald's waist.
Harald's two palms shrank, leaving a long handle on the back hand, leaving less than two feet in front of him, to use the ax blade to knock open the spinning wheel.
After the knife wheel was swung away, Guan Luoyang's right hand had already followed.
The full and open palm is pressed on the handle of the axe. Originally, the tiger's mouth is downwards. When the arm is rotated, the tiger's mouth is upwards. The whole body has also been turned into a face-to-face form.
Harald held the handle tightly with his left hand, and when he let go of his right hand, it turned directly into a fist and hit Guan Luoyang's chest.
Guan Luoyang didn't dodge at all, he grunted in his mouth, reached up with his left hand, and let Harald's fist hit his chest.
This punch created an obvious ripple on the cyan energy protecting the body.
But when it actually touched the clothes and hit the flesh, Harald felt that it didn't feel like he had hit the opponent's chest, but like he was fighting with another fist full of concussive force.
The mastery of strength control in the Four Practices is extremely advanced, and every part of the body can generate strength.
Muscles, bones, skin, energy, four exercises in one, Guan Luoyang's chest shock blow, after destroying the opponent's punch power, his body only retreated half a foot, and at the same time, he stretched his left hand as hard as he could to hold Harald's right shoulder.
call! ! ! !
His feet were off the ground, the air was ringing loudly in his ears, and the rain was hitting his body. Everything Harald saw suddenly tilted, rotated, and swayed.
Guan Luoyang grabbed his ax handle leaning against his chest with his right hand, and grabbed his shoulder with his left hand, as if he was treating his whole body as a hard cast iron statue.
The change in a thought was so fast that it exceeded the reaction time. Harald was already lifted into the air with his ax and thrown out.
After Guan Luoyang came into contact with martial arts, the first boxing technique he practiced was called Wubu Grappling Hands. It involves moving people off the ground, beating and throwing them. It was the most proficient and violent grappling technique he practiced.
An ordinary person's body, as long as it is moved and thrown like this, without any additional damage, will be directly hit and paralyzed, or even die suddenly on the spot.
But in this world, top martial artists like Harald and the others have real spiritual electricity to strengthen their physiques. If they are smashed to the ground and against the wall, even if they are smashed into sharpened steel bars, it will only I'm afraid they will all be unscathed.
However, Guan Luoyang's goal of taking a punch in the chest has been achieved.
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"After the war begins, at least one of us must be responsible for containing multiple opponents of the same level."
That was a brief discussion that took place between Yan Zhen and Guan Luoyang in the underground living area just after the press conference.
At that time, Yan Zhen took the elixir given to him by Guan Luoyang, and soon felt that his injuries were relieved and healed. While he was amazed by the efficacy of this elixir, he also raised a question.
"No matter what level of combatants they are, we are now at a disadvantage. If we don't use strategies and fight directly, it will be difficult for us to defend them all."
"The best way is for you and me to divide the work. One person will bear more pressure in the early stage, and the other person will concentrate on cutting off his wings. After achieving a balance in numbers, we can fight together."
Guan Luoyang nodded: "Then I will be the first to take action and try to attract more enemies."
Yan Zhen shook his head and said, "I'm afraid that won't work. Their first target is Professor Jiang Si. If we take the initiative, they will contain us, and the rear will be empty, and the others can attack Professor Jiang Si."
Guan Luoyang hesitated after hearing this. He had always taken the initiative and was used to doing this kind of thing. Now if he wanted to change his mind, he couldn't think of any good ideas for a while.
"If you want to achieve the goal of containing multiple enemies, you can only rely on cooperation to gather powerful enemies who are not in one place. To be precise, one is responsible for containing and the other is responsible for driving away."
Yan Zhen continued, "My skills are not afraid of group battles. I am the best at containing people. But driving them away is actually more difficult than containing them. In this regard, I can only entrust it to President Guan."
Yan Zhen asked him for help with a solemn expression. In his words, he did not question whether he could do such a thing at all.
Guan Luoyang naturally couldn't question whether the other party could contain him.
Between comrades who have no other choice, even if they are going to do something that they are not sure about at all, they must have full trust.
Guan Luoyang agreed to this strategy, and he also believed in it——
"Of course I can do it!"
………………
As soon as the Harald left the ground, his arms were already twisting the ax handle with force, his body was spinning in mid-air, and the long-handled ax gun was also moving around him. Any pursuit would not be able to cause harm to him at this time.
But he also failed to control his tendency to get thrown out.
More importantly, there is really no trusting relationship between Harald and Situ Dianluo.
So, when his body was about to hit Situ Dianluo, the ax gun fired fierce sparks with the opponent's kick without any hesitation.
Both men fell from the sky.
Yan Zhen glanced at Guan Luoyang in his busy schedule, his eyes sparkling, and his attention returned to the two powerful enemies beside him.
"Okay! You two can't go anywhere!!"
This thin, silver-browed, and gray-haired professor has condensed his spirit and mind to the utmost in the situation he has created through the strategy he proposed.
His palms, eyes, steps, and even the eyebrows and wrinkles on his face seemed to have become something strong that could only be refined thousands of times. The invisible power of his mind was everywhere and emanating.
Lotus leaves are swayed by the wind, sitting on the water coiled in the wind, stepping on turtles and dancing snakes.
From the ordinary Tai Chi, which is like health-care gymnastics, Yan Zhen refined three "movements".
The Tai Chi skills in this world are originally mediocre, and these three "powers" can only be described as mediocre and ordinary.
Lotus leaves, Feng Shui, turtles, and snakes are all scenes that can be seen in daily life. They neither contain powerful power nor shocking beauty.
But Yan Zhen appreciates these ordinary things and is happy with this mundanity.
Although he is an extraordinary person, he does not take joy in the extraordinary. He only feels that if people in the world can live an ordinary life without harshness or harshness, it will be enough to be called a prosperous world in dreams.
Ordinary power is boundless.
Yan Zhen's figure wanders back and forth, neither fast nor slow.
After Situ Dian landed on the ground, his speed still seemed to be one minute faster than Yan Zhen, and his momentum was still much more powerful than him. His whole person seemed to be the incarnation of a fighter plane, and sometimes like a mountain containing magma, carrying what he saw every time. , with the courage to destroy everyone, attack them.
Harald's performance was not inferior. Although he was thrown out by Guan Luoyang before, he was not injured. Instead, he hit Guan Luoyang with a punch. He could not be considered at a disadvantage at all.
At this time, the Swiss halberd was in his hand, stinging and spinning, and the movements of the man and the weapon seemed to be imitating the steps of the giant god.
In Europe, there was once a popular activity of chasing and photographing typhoons.
When Harald was a teenager, he was the leader in this activity and the bravest among the storm chasers.
His potential was understood from that.
The spinning posture of the groggy storm seemed to be the only dancing god on the vast plain with his head in the sky and his feet on the ground.
That sense of beauty and power captured his body and mind, and he learned from it.
If Guan Luoyang had been slower by one hundredth of a second, even if he paid the price of a punch, he would have immediately fallen into a hard fight with Harald, irritated by such a magnificent fighting style.
But now, these two people targeted Yan Zhen at the same time and tried to attack together many times. They forced Yan Zheng's face to turn red and almost bleed, but they were still unable to really repel him or get rid of him.
Even if the two parties' offensives do not actually come into contact with each other, there will sometimes be a feeling that they have given the opponent a head-on blow.
Yan Zhen seemed to be able to withstand the combined attacks of the two of them every time, and then take advantage of the situation to stir up their minds and hearts, causing them to collide in the air, causing them to shake and hurt each other.
Large areas of fake grass were destroyed, and the concrete underneath was cut open, kicked to pieces, and large pieces were turned up.
Rainwater flowed through the uneven concrete foundation, soaked into the steel bars, gathered into streams, and was suddenly broken into fog by strong winds or the force of shock.
Harald also tried to withdraw from the battle circle first, but he still couldn't find a chance to escape intact. He had no choice but to remain calm and angry, launch an even more fierce attack, and attack Yan Zhen.
Hateful, hateful...
Awesome!
No matter how uncomfortable Yan Zhen seemed to have been forced by the two of them to attack with all their strength.
As long as this person hasn't fallen or stopped, the two of them really can't escape the true meaning of ordinary creation.
On the other side, the battle over Luoyang has reached its most urgent moment.
Chijun Sanada was the first to confront Guan Luoyang's momentum. This kind of mental mutual locking was sometimes more uncomfortable than the physical imprisonment of dozens of rounds of iron chains.
When Guan Luoyang was in a fierce battle, he suddenly chose to attack Harald, and the price he paid was by no means as small as it seemed.
Even though he bought a little more time with the scabbard, he managed to throw Harald out in the blink of an eye like a stroke of genius.
At that time, Chijun Sanada had cut the scabbard into pieces and came to him.
The famous sword as smooth as a mirror has the title of "Hundred Tongues".
It's because in Sanada Chijun's hands, when the sword is slashed, it will make a lot of noises that ordinary people's ears cannot catch, as if there are a hundred ghosts lingering in the blade.
But this kind of noise will become the medium for Sanada Chijun to exert his power.
Ordinary people use physical objects as the medium to exert force, but Sanada Chijun uses the sound of swords as the medium.
What seemed like a simple knife was already the "splitting beheading" that he used to kill people across the trees in the sea of trees.
Guan Luoyang avoided the knife, but seemed to hear a subtle sound, and all the pores in his body seemed to be stabbed with delicate power.
The rainstorm continued, and the bamboo hat on Sanada Qianjun's head kept moving at a constant height in the rain.
The knife in his hand suddenly flipped and disappeared, then burst out from his sleeve, slashing from bottom to top at an unexpected angle.
The rainwater within a radius of five meters trembled and broke into smaller drops when the knife was swung out.
Guan Luoyang stepped hard, leaving marks on the concrete with the soles of his shoes, and retreated like a phantom. He shouted loudly, trying to offset the weird noise with his own voice.
But with little success.
His skin and flesh were fine, but there were faint traces of blood at the corners of his eyes and nose.
When his footsteps hit the ground again, the shock force suddenly spread, and a large area of water on the ground around him was pushed away by the sound of his footsteps.
Cheng Zhou's knife, which fell a few meters away, bounced into the air from the stagnant water. The handle of the knife rotated in mid-air and fell into his hand.
Guan Luoyang took half a step forward, the light of his sword flashed very fast, and he had a head-on collision with Sanada Qianjun, who still kept his head at the same height.
Buzz! !
The high-pitched and harsh sound can make people frown subconsciously, but the low murmur that Guan Luoyang could hear suddenly softened.
The force on Chengzhou's knife effectively destroyed the force of the Hundred Tongue Knife.
Sanada Qianjun's eyes under the bamboo hat were seen more clearly. He had been squinting, leaving only a small gap to peek at external objects.
When he was discussing Taoism at that time, although his words were harsh, they were not many.
But today during the battle, he maintained an unusual silence.
With Guan Luoyang's hearing ability, after reaching this distance, he could even hear his heartbeat and breathing from the sound of rain, which were unusually slow and steady.
Immediately, the unpleasant and long-lasting sound of metal friction covered up all these sounds.
The two knives that were exerted at close range were entwined and pursued. The position of the blades was constantly changing due to friction, and sometimes the force was used to strike hard within a square inch.
The guard of the Chengzhou Sword came into contact with the blade of the Hundred Tongue Sword at three different locations within at least one second.
The back of the knife touches the blade quite a few times.
In this kind of short attack with a knife in the palm, the complexity of Guan Luoyang's power changes far exceeded expectations.
Seeing that the room for changes in his hands was getting less and less, Sanada Qianjun suddenly opened his eyes halfway, his heart swelled, and the blade trembled horizontally and slashed.
Guan Luoyang's pupils shrank, the green energy around him exploded, and he floated away quickly. The white shirt with five-eye plum blossom buttons was split horizontally, and blood oozed from the position near the blood vessels on his right forearm, as well as on the abdominal muscles. blood.
The force attached to the noise was tearing at the wound, preventing him from completely closing it.
Sanada Qianjun's eyes widened a little more, and the beating of his heart became clearly audible. The strong blood supply and oxygen supply impacted the brain. The true spiritual electric energy drove the mechanical limbs and was transformed into the knife.
His momentum changed from the dead silence of a living person to becoming high-spirited and fierce, and he chased after him with a knife that was bound to win.
The bamboo hat still flew through the rain at a fixed height.
The head is the leader of the six yang and refers to the end of the six yin.
Fuso's swordsmanship and martial arts have been practiced since ancient times. Anyone who has mastered the art of war must master the art of war. There are many swordsmen who are well versed in the Chinese art of war.
As for Sanada Chijun's swordsmanship, he believed that after he had refined it to the extreme, in order to pursue the greatest simplicity, he referred to the remarks in the Yellow Emperor's Yinfu Sutra.
The leader of the six yangs is that the highest yang does not move, while the changes of the six yin are extremely unpredictable.
Relying on his extremely dexterous fingers to control the attack and defense of the blade, he always kept the distance between his head and the ground unchanged during the battle. The true spiritual electric energy from the brain and the earth's magnetic field formed the most stable and effective communication, and he made every move. time, they all accumulate strength.
When the opponent shows a slight decline, he will change to the extreme, pursue him relentlessly, and kill everyone - Six Yin and Six Yang Slash!
Shen Jing's murderous intent poured out in one fell swoop, and not only swept past Guan Luoyang.
Even Professor Jiang Si and his son, who were far away in the underground base, felt cold all over their bodies at the same time. They were inexplicably frightened and didn't know why.
"kill!"
The knife chases, the knife breaks the rain, the knife falls.
Even the surrounding light was cut into pieces like a knife wrapped in incomparable noise.
During the shattering, a majestic force of green energy whipped out and hit the blade.
The chengzhou sword collides with the hundred tongue sword.
Use the back of the knife to draw away the blade.
The accumulated water on the ground was stirred up to thousands of points, mixed with rainwater, and beat endlessly.
The hat on Sanada Qianjun's head was blown away by the reaction force, his face trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly grew to twelve points.
Guan Luoyang counterattacked with his sword in the midst of decline, and actually caught his sword, which was beyond his expectation. However, the power of his sword had already been unleashed and he could not contain it.
With angry eyes and swallowing, the six yin and six yang slashes were made in a series of diagonal changes. Every time the sword was slashed, the surrounding light was blurred and twisted, and the rain and stagnant water also drifted out of order.
The murderous aura grows in the turbulent wind and rain, becoming more and more pure and wild.
Guan Luoyang took a few steps back at first, but then he wielded the sword like a god, never retreating with every move, hitting and volleying every move.
When his murderous aura reached its peak, Guan Luoyang suddenly seemed to be able to see the green smoke condensed from the spirit of Sanada Qianjun.
The two of them swung their swords at the same time, but they didn't touch each other again, and they separated silently.
Chijun Sanada spoke for the first time: "With sword skills that don't require a blade, what on earth do you use your sword for?"
"The time I spent practicing swordsmanship is much shorter than that of boxing, and I wasted it for a few months. I am far inferior to you with swords, so I use boxing."
Guan Luoyang's wrist relaxed slightly, and the tip of the knife touched the stagnant water. In the eyes of Sanada Qianjun, his posture was supposed to be completely different from Fuso's sword drawing technique, but it had a similar dangerous temperament.
"Tennis, bones, skin, breath, vitality, and mind. With such achievements, I should also have a corresponding one-move killing method."
If you are not born, you will die, if you are not successful, you will die.
Sanada Qianjun already understood that this person would not be able to defeat him in a short period of time using any other tactics, so he wanted to use a new move on the battlefield.
It would be too bold to bet your own life and death on your creativity.
It's too tempting!
"..."
Sanada Qianjun moved his lips, but found that he had nothing else to say.
But the chill that enveloped the father and son in the basement in the distance subsided.
His murderous intent is shifting.
Being able to fight with oneself and still be sure that if such a move is performed, it can determine the outcome.
Such a move must be so tempting. No matter life or death, I can't consider anything else for the time being.
Chijun Sanada just wanted to take a look.
"How can you break through the six yin and six yang?!"
The Hundred Tongue Knife flipped over, and a wound opened on Sanada Qianjun's forehead.
The blood in the wound did not gush out, but the murderous aura and true spirit electricity seemed to have turned the place into a nuclear eye. The green smoke all over the body glowed silently, and the famous sword was held high.
Guan Luoyang witnessed the swordsman clad in light, moving and slashing with a mysterious force that seemed to be suspended in a magnetic field.
Before he could even move his mouth, a long roar echoed in his heart that stopped the clouds and passed through the heavenly spirit.
Integrating the Shangqiong Biluo Magic Skill he had learned throughout his life almost made him seem to be transcended from his old memories.
The figure quietly holding the sword was still there, but was passed by the swordsman and shattered into dust.
Guan Luoyang fell from the air, the knife in his hand was hot and red, and even showed signs of softening.
A cloud of blood mist exploded in Sanada Qianjun's heart, and the tip of the knife hit the ground. The water in front of him and the ground tore apart at the same time, extending to ten meters away.
The water lingered around the crack for several seconds without flowing in.
The six yin and six yang extreme cuts that cut off the water with the sword failed. The blow hit him in the back, breaking his spine, and the force penetrated his heart.
"There really is such a trick, but it's a pity that I didn't take it all in."
Sanada Qianjun's eyes were full of regret, his head shook, and finally deviated from the fixed height, turning his head slightly.
"Can you, let me see how they can resist this move?"
"Then you have to use your knife."
The Hundred Tongue Sword was thrown towards Guan Luoyang.
The already softened Cheng Zhou was temporarily left in the rain, creating a puff of smoke.
Guan Luoyang flew towards the base.
Situ Dianluo and Harald suddenly retracted their attacks at the same time, forcing Yan Zhen to slap their chests with both palms.
The two of them vomited blood one after another, and each punched Yan Zhen in a hurry, sending Yan Zhen flying away.
Because Yan Zhen was already at the end of his strength, they dared to exchange injuries for injuries. At the beginning, they had no such chance.
Even so, these two people also clearly felt that they had signs of internal bleeding.
Harald dragged the ax gun in a spin, almost relying on the weight of the ax gun to give himself an initial speed, and rushed away at Guan Luoyang.
After Situ Dianluo vomited out the blood gushing from his throat, he cooperated with Harald and approached Guan Luoyang at a speed that was indistinguishable.
The battlefield of the 20th century is ever-changing, and stray bullets are flying from every corner. As qualified warriors, the two of them still pay attention to what is going on around them even though they are being restrained.
Neither of them was sure they could take Guan Luoyang's move that killed Sanada Qianjun.
So!
Don't give the opponent a chance to go one-on-one.
As Harald advanced, he waved his ax and gun, moving it against his back and sides and spinning it in front of him, making a loud noise, and stared at Guan Luoyang.
'My power gets stronger the more I spin. If I continue to accumulate it, no matter whether you can kill me or not, I will die with you. So, do you want to use that move on me? '
Every time Situ Dianluo stepped down, gravel flew forward. The power of his mind turned into lightning flashes around his body, and was also reflected in his eyes, conveying a sense of provocation.
'If you attack him, do you want to see if you can go faster than me? Or, just take action against me! '
As the three of them walked towards each other, in a short period of time, the auras of Situ Dianluo and Harald kept changing.
Suddenly one is strong and the other is weak, and sometimes the other is strong and the other is weak.
"Trying to attack me?"
"still me?"
"it's me?"
"Or me?"
The violent fluctuations in their minds, the meaning of provocation, and the excitement of ten or even hundreds of changes in an instant, so that anyone running toward them at this moment would feel dazzled, dizzy, and distracted.
These two people, who had never had any experience of joining forces before, actually reached a tacit understanding of the same mind after truly identifying the biggest threat.
Being able to be included in the S-class individual files by the United Nations is not only because their destructive power is strong enough, but also their grasp of combat is definitely among the top ranks.
Without any discussion, they unanimously chose the most efficient strategy.
Guan Luoyang's speed seemed to have slowed down a bit because of this. The Hundred Tongue Knife was hesitant and unsteady in his hand, and his fingers were all loose.
"it's me!"
Harald waved his ax and gun, his eyes shining with excitement.
"Or me!"
Situ Dianluo came closer and kicked Guan Luoyang in the waist.
Guan Luoyang blocked his kick with his left hand, and blocked the ax spear with the knife in his right hand, but was knocked out of his hands.
The Americans and the nobles from the north coast of Europe changed their positions in a flash of lightning, and quickly attacked with 100% of the most appropriate force at this distance.
Suddenly——
Guan Luoyang moved forward so quickly that he seemed to have never hesitated.
The handle of the ax gun fell on his right shoulder, and Situ Dianluo's knee kicked his waist.
"Do you really think I'm going to use a knife?"
Guan Luoyang let out a long roar, and severe pain shot through his shoulders and waist at the same time, but it couldn't stop him from turning his hands upwards.
This move is like Di Tiantai's Bagua Big Throwing Monument, but it's more like gathering energy with all his strength without any distracting thoughts.
The cyan vitality surged in his arms, gathering into brilliant firelight.
The palms, which were as angry as raging flames and sounded like wind and thunder, landed on the chests of the two men.
Looks of disbelief flashed across their eyes, as if huge heat erupted from their bodies and swept through their bodies.
Before Situ Dianluo flew out, he gave Guan Luoyang another kick in the air.
Three figures shot out in two directions.
After the two people landed, their bodies actually started to burn. They struggled and rolled a few times. Although the fire was extinguished, there was still smoke and they lay motionless in the water.
"puff!!"
Guan Luoyang hit the wall and swiped his fingers. The elixir packaged in a vacuum bag was already in his hand. He tore it with his teeth and swallowed it all mixed with the blood that kept pouring out of his mouth.
Several of Harald's men rushed towards him without fear of death.
Guan Luoyang grabbed the wall with his hand and hit one of them on the face with the concrete he pulled out. He fell on the spot and turned his right hand, killing one of them. There was so much blood in his mouth that he couldn't even close his teeth to stop it.
A killer dressed as a maid attacked him, but suddenly a thin and shining sword tip pierced out from between her towering breasts and was withdrawn.
The figure who flew out from the underground living area, with bluish hair on top of his head and a black mask, took back his rapier and guarded Guan Luoyang.
People from the Xinma Port Security Department must not be involved in this kind of thing, but the captain and vice-captain of the Ghost Cry Team never said that they were away from the beginning to the end.
Guan Luoyang leaned against the wall and reluctantly raised his head to look into the rain.
"Soldiers never tire of deceit. The art of swordsmanship is the art of war. Your sword will make the most of it."
Chijun Sanada closed his eyes in the rain, with no regrets in his heart.
