Chapter 64: The Knife Cuts the Giant Rock
The knife in Su Hanshan's hand was used by Su Tieyi when he was young and went out to explore. It is not a magic weapon, but it obviously took a lot of effort to make it. , it has been in dust for more than ten years, and there is no sign of rust.
The entire knife is about four feet long. The handle is flat and about one foot long. It is wrapped with black string. It feels great when held in the hand and it is easy to control the direction of the blade.
The guard of the knife is carved into the shape of a beast's head, somewhat like a unicorn opening its mouth, and the blade extends forward from the unicorn's angry mouth.
The blade is about two inches wide and the back is about half an inch thick. There are slender blood grooves on both sides. It is truly a fierce and heavy knife.
The entire knife is basically pure black, cold and deep. Only the blade is polished to a silvery steel color. The cold light is dazzling and extremely sharp.
With the speed and momentum that Su Hanshan showed just now, it would not be difficult to hold such a big knife and strike it down with one blow. The sword energy would break apart a two-foot-long thick wooden table. strangeness.
Master Zhuo Qi grabbed the table from the side. Even if the tabletop was split in half, the half he was holding would continue to hit the swordsman.
However, after the knife struck down, it did not split the tabletop with great force. Instead, the moment the blade touched the wood, it suddenly stopped.
Crack! ! !
The momentum of the long table collision suddenly stopped.
Dozens and hundreds of cracks suddenly spread from that point, like a big tree that grew in an instant, with thousands of slender branches, running vertically and horizontally, proliferating wildly, all over the entire on the desktop.
Master Zhuo Qi also felt that his finger was shaken, and the whole table exploded.
The splintered wood, the big one was no more than the size of a human face, and the small one was no more than the size of a fist, all shot out, like landslides and turbulent currents, towards the mad lion Tan Ying sitting in the north.
There were also several pieces of wood that crashed towards Mr. Zhuo Qi, but he smashed them all open with a wave of his hand.
But just when his hand swept across a fan-shaped area in front of his face and his old strength was exhausted, a cold light from the tip of the knife had already penetrated the flaw and reached his throat.
Zhuo Qiye stepped back suddenly, and wanted to slap the blade from the side with his other hand, but the opponent seemed to have predicted his move, and the blade turned sideways at the last moment.
“Ah!!!”
The screams came out, blood splattered.
Master Zhuo Qi hit his wrist on the blade, and one of his hands was broken off at the wrist.
He was already a little drunk, and even though he had the internal strength to practice external martial arts and the twenty-three rounds of Qi Hai, his reaction was inevitably a little sluggish.
The pain of his broken hand now stimulated the pores all over his body to open up and squeeze out beads of sweat. The strong smell of alcohol emanated from his body. With a fierce look in his eyes, he roared and stamped his foot on the ground. .
The reason why this wooden house is the most magnificent of the five wooden houses is not only because it is the tallest and largest, but also because the other wooden houses are all made of mud.
As for this wooden house, long wooden boards are laid on the ground, which are very compactly put together to isolate moisture. When you step on them, it is very smooth and comfortable.
But now Master Zhuo Qi stepped on it, directly breaking the long wooden board on which he stood.
One end of the break was at his own feet, and the other end was at the foot of Suhan Mountain.
When the soles of his feet sank and he pushed forward, the entire board tilted up, and the sharp wooden thorns at the break directly pierced Su Hanshan's calf.
At the same time, the three-clawed condor hanging on the beam was also shocked that Mr. Zhuo Qi suffered a big loss just after meeting him. Knowing that he could no longer wait, he immediately hunched his back and pounced on Su from the air. Cold Mountain.
The three-clawed condor swooped down, covering an area of two feet in radius.
This means that when he pounces, any place within two feet below him may be the target of his full blow, and it can be guaranteed that when he attacks that point, he will accelerate his movements. At the highest point, the force is at its most intense.
It would be unwise for Su Hanshan to slash the board with his sword, but if he hid anywhere to the left or right, he would be faced with a pounce from the three-clawed condor before he could stand still.
The most likely option is to jump up, raise the knife and confront the three-clawed condor.
But in that case, there will definitely be a moment of emptiness between Su Hanshan's chest and abdomen.
Under the stimulation of severe pain, Zhuo Qiye's mind seemed to be particularly bright. He had already thought of this series of changes and was ready to seize that moment of emptiness and crush Su Hanshan's ribs, heart and lungs.
But no one expected that at this moment, Su Hanshan suddenly knelt forward with his left leg. The wooden board that was supposed to stab his calf was directly pressed back to the ground by his knee. His body turned forward, and the blade instantly Flashed.
Zhuo Qiye's two legs were broken at the thigh. Because the back of the knife was too thick, his upper and lower bodies were affected. They tilted along the knife mark and in the direction the knife swept. At this time, the blood had not yet had time to gush out, and Master Zhuo Qi, whose upper body was leaning in the air, still had a look of confusion on his face.
Su Hanshan turned the blade over and put it on his back. Almost at the same time, the claws of the three-clawed condor reached his back and slapped the blade.
The first claw was blocked by the blade, and the second claw came again, only to see the blade turned over and the blade pointed outward.
The hunchbacked old man's second claw quickly changed direction and hit Su Hanshan on the back of the head.
But he saw Su Hanshan let go of the handle of the knife, and the heavy sword seemed to be hanging in the air, pressed against his back, and Su Hanshan's body turned half a circle to the right with the big knife as its axis.
He has not yet stood upright with both legs, remaining close to a kneeling position, with only his left leg slightly stretched. At the same time, he turns around, raises his right forearm, blocks the second claw of the hunchbacked old man, and slaps the hunchbacked old man with his left palm. Face door.
The hunchbacked old man reacted very quickly and blocked it in time with his other hand. However, because the two were too close at this moment and the change was too hasty, after his hand blocked Su Hanshan's left palm, the back of his hand still hit him. His face turned upside down with a muffled groan.
Bang, bang, poof! when! Ta-ta-ta!
Zhuo Qiye’s broken body fell to the ground, blood spurted out, and pain penetrated his brain. He immediately twitched his cheeks and passed out without even being able to scream.
The thick broadsword, the tip of the knife touched the ground, was about to fall.
After the hunchbacked old man rolled out, his feet landed on the ground with a clicking sound, he took two steps back and shed two lines of nosebleeds.
These sounds actually sounded almost at the same time.
At this time, after Tan Yingcai knocked down the wood fragments with a wave of his hand, he got the broad sword that he leaned against the corner.
The brass sword, with its golden body, shines as brightly as gold. It reflects on Tan Ying's face, which is his favorite luster in his life, but it cannot make his expression relax at all.
Nicknamed "Crazy Lion", he was also very wild and flamboyant when he was robbing homes and houses. Now his face was so tense that he looked like a wooden man, a stone man, or an iron man. In short, he didn't look like a living person.
He himself and the hunchbacked old man were both masters who had reached the level of Qi Sea many years ago. Although their internal strength did not improve much later, they still relied on time to reach the level of Qi Sea 20. At the seventh and eighth levels, they have developed their own unique skills, experienced hundreds of battles, and are used to seeing life and death.
The real fighting power of ruthless bandit leaders like them is definitely not the same as that of those pampered young children who focus on cultivating internal strength.
Although Zhuo Qiye is weaker in internal strength, he has worked hard to train his muscles and bones, and the combination of horizontal training and internal strength is enough to make him as strong as Tan Ying in a short period of time.
But in the blink of an eye just now, the man who broke into their village had killed Zhuo Qi, injured the eagle, and shocked the mad lion like him.
A clang!
The big knife fell completely to the ground behind Su Hanshan, while he remained in a half-kneeling posture, with his left hand touching the ground and his right hand in the air, facing Tan Ying and the three-clawed condor.
He did not dare to turn his head, and only relied on the movement of his eyes to observe his opponents in both directions.
Tan Ying and the hunchbacked old man quickly realized this. They exchanged glances and moved sideways.
Outside the Juyi Hall, the swords and soldiers in the village clashed, and the sounds of fighting and shouting became more and more intense. In the distance, it seemed that the sound of waterfalls and the sound of wind blowing in the mountains and forests could be heard.
But inside this hall, the atmosphere was extremely quiet and depressing.
Tan Ying and the hunchbacked old man moved without making any sound, and their movements were deliberately slow to avoid exposing any flaws.
Having seen this man in black with bushy eyebrows and tiger eyes, a stern appearance, and tendrils like iron, and his fierce fighting and killing methods just now, neither of them dared to be careless in the slightest, or even unwilling to Talking is a waste of energy.
However, two against one has an advantage after all.
As long as the two of them move to the blind spot of the man in black, the man in black will inevitably need to turn around.
At that time, it will not be the two of them who reveal their flaws, but the swordsman in black.
Su Hanshan had already made a move before they had completely moved into the blind spot. His right hand suddenly reached back, trying to grab his knife.
This action almost turned his back to Tan Ying.
The three-clawed condor and the mad lion with the bronze sword rolled their eyelids, similar gleams of light appeared in their pupils, and they almost attacked at the same time!
(End of this chapter)