Dangdangdangdang…

Without the obstacles of the crowd, the opponent's speed has obviously increased a lot. Even the six-thirty stick, who is best at fighting with sticks and swords, cannot achieve a one-hit kill.

As the swords and sticks intersected one after another, Lin Bochang's face finally changed and he began to retreat continuously. Although Wing Chun's fist was best at fighting with his body, he was inevitably worried about the danger of long swords not stopping the rushing forward in a stance of hard bridges and hard horses in a 6:30-stick street fighting posture.

Shenmian Erlang smiled coldly on his face, and he saw that the opponent's power was indeed consumed too much. It was difficult to burst out the terrifying stick shadow just now, and he could not use the sudden bursting force to knock down himself who came and went freely.

With the cross-sword-shaped two-sword flow defense, coupled with the smoothness of no one around, Shenmian Erlang's momentum was slashed by the bursting swords, and it was unconsciously accumulating more and more...

Step by step...

The rapid lunge steps made his body uncontrollably adjust in the ups and downs. When he saw his opponent retreating to the end of the alley and his body was stagnant due to the obstacles of the wall, Shenmian Erlang finally burst out with real strength in a angrily shout. He pressed and pushed the long sword in his right hand, removing the huge force of the entanglement on the bamboo pole. The Taidao in his left hand followed Lin Bochang's retreat, pressed it against his elbow and pressed it down with force, and suddenly rushed forward two meters like lightning...

Two meters seemingly simple, but it is enough to determine life and death at the moment when a master fights.

Although Shen Duan Er Dao Liu is also a technique of holding swords with both hands, because it is an extremely strange way to hold a long sword in the right hand and a Tai sword in the left hand, it has been regarded as a heretic by the Japanese Kendo Alliance for a long time, and even by some people with ulterior motives, it is said that Shen Duan Er Dao Liu is a legitimate way, not the sword.

But whether it is the regular second sword flow or the reverse second sword flow, the only thing they cannot deny is that although the moves of the God-free second sword flow seem to be easy to lose sight of one thing, that is, the mind is not focused, but in the fierce battle between life and death, this seemingly crazy and even contrary to common sense is often above many first sword flows, and because the Taidao held in the left hand can also use the power of the arms and elbows. Its lethality is also above the conventional second sword flow!

Bochang Lin has no choice but to retreat. The majestic six-thirty stick is obviously unable to cause damage to the enemy when he is pushed into close condition by his opponent...

Anyway, the hands were rotating in reverse, and the wrist suddenly twisted and shook. The long bamboo pole suddenly bent and turned like a long snake turning over. The moment the long sword in Shenmian Erlang's hand was about to stab Lin Bo Chang's eyebrows, it instantly turned into arc circles full of elasticity and collapse, filling the narrow alley with fullness...

Slap sex...

Bang……

This poisonous dragon drill, which is usually used to exercise the power of the long bridge, looks like a stroke of a god in this narrow terrain. Not only did it crack the fierce thorn of Shenmian Erlang, but it also repeatedly bounced the small sword in his hand and broke away. After Shenmian Erlang was so angry that he inserted it into the bamboo pole, the bamboo pole, which was originally a god dragon but not a tail, suddenly seemed to be the finishing touch...

Click...

As the knife penetrated, the hidden force in Lin Bochang's hand burst out again, twisting the bamboo pole in reverse and breaking it, breaking the attempt of Shen Dun Erlang to put away the knife. At the same time, it twisted the bamboo pole split in the middle again, and followed the violent rotation momentum, turning sharp bamboo knives in the middle, covering Shen Dun Erlang inside.

Crack and Crack and Crack...

This time, even with a long sword in his hand, Shenmian Erlang was inevitably scraped with blood by the bamboo pole. The most terrifying thing was that because of the knife-holding action, the sharp tooth knife was now stuck on the bamboo pole and flying incessantly, which shocked his face to turn pale...

Dangdang...

With his hands holding swords to cover him, Shen Dun Erlang finally escaped from the most dangerous strangle of bamboo pole, but his body had become ragged...

"Baga!"

Shen Mian Erlang screamed in anger, but under the cover of his rage, he quickly took off the scabbard around his waist and twisted it at the end of the hilt of the long knife...

Click...

The long bamboo pole was broken from the middle and turned into a bamboo spear with a broken middle and an oblique angle at the top...

Lin Bochang frowned slightly. Obviously, he didn't expect that the assassin-type ronin in front of him would have such a huge contrast.

The reason why he was able to continuously use such powerful but skillful fighting and killing moves with his seemingly unsatisfactory bamboo pole was because the six-thirty stick was originally the stick method that Liang Erdi practiced with a bamboo pole. This was also something Liang Zan specifically instructed him.

If it were the short bamboo spear that was cut off now, it seemed easier, but in fact it caused the combat power to plummet by three points.

As the rise and fall, and after a long standing, the qi and blood were consumed too much, a whirl of heat appeared above Lin Bochang's head.

"No, the qi and blood cannot be controlled, and it will be dissipated in one breath..."

Kakka...

Shen Dun Erlang, who had replaced the extended sword, made continuous attacks and slashes in his hands. With the shaking and shaking of his wrists, he cut off the bamboo spear less than two meters again. Seeing that Lin Bochang had no choice but to avoid it, Shen Dun Erlang showed a grim smile on his face...

"Soft mouth (kill)!"

The sharp sword pulled out an arc in the air, and then slashed towards Lin Bochang's head with the angry shout...

when……

The fierce long sword slashed at the end of the thick bamboo pole and bounced high. The first time it was not possible to achieve success, Lin Bochang swallowed a deep breath. Just as Shen Dun Erlang lifted the knife and stabbed it again, his body flashed left and right and kicked it under the walls on both sides of the alley. After flying into the air, his arms repeatedly emitted a force and a marking finger against the wall. After a breath in the air, he turned around like a white ape chasing a star and landed behind Shen Dun Erlang...

Whoosh...

A cold light was like lightning, and Erlang's armpit suddenly came out. Its speed was so fast that even Lin Bochang, who claimed to be as light as he could, could not completely avoid it...

Click...

A knife that condensed all the strength and spirit not only pierced the thick end of the bamboo pole, but also pierced Lin Bochang's heart through the bamboo pole...

At the moment when the cold star flew, Lin Bo started to activate his strength. His whole body suddenly moved like a rabbit. He first threw away his hand and then picked up the stick. When he raised his arms and shoulders and entered his sword, he also held the front part of the bamboo pole that had been broken before with both hands, and issued the most stinging wrist, arm and eyesight among the sticks at 6:30...

‘Light out the light’

puff……

The sound that appeared almost at the same time in front and behind almost became a terrifying sound in the quiet alley. Even though Shen Mian Erlang gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, he still could not resist the sharp bamboo pole that suddenly penetrated his throat...

Shenmian Erlang gave up his sword and tried hard to cover his palm on his pierced throat, as if this would allow him to breathe smoothly again.

This ronin swordsman, known as the Hundred Demon Slash in Japan, has imagined countless times what kind of scene it would be when he died, but he never imagined that he would die on the land of Qing Dynasty, which made him even more unwilling and crazy. The weapon was so simple and crude. The clothes rod that could not be highlighted by the spirit of Bushido...

Shenmian Erlang fell on his back with a thud. Looking at the blue sky, he suddenly felt that the haze and murderous aura in his heart over the years were drifting away little by little with the blood in his body...

He raised his head hard, and still shed tears, "Miyamoto, I'll come... to accompany you... Sakurako... Are you... okay..."

Lin Bochang's upper body became soft and leaned against the wall with some difficulty. After piercing through the muscles of his elbow, his sharp sword still stabbed far away until his shoulder hole was barely stopped. "Dog, he still bit his grandfather before he died..."

He cursed with panting, and then Bochang Lin endured the black light in front of him and tried to swallow his breath again. However, before he could shake his chest and abdomen, he sprayed another mouthful of blood...

"What a strong sword force and technique. Although this Japanese devil is disgusting, the killer moves in sword technique are almost transformed..."

Shaking his body, he barely calmed down his blood and then picked up the bamboo pole with one hand and supported it on the ground, jumping high into the air with force. Then he supported the bamboo pole obliquely on the walls at both ends of the alley, and with the force of his feet pedaling left and right on the wall, he suddenly turned over the wall...

Huhu...

After letting out a long breath, Lin Bochang's body flowed again...

"Catch that rebel, the one who fell down there was also the Dongyang lord..."

A sudden shout came from the alley behind him. Bo Chang Lin did not turn around, but he also heard that it should be the eagle or dog from the Qing court. He took a deep breath and staggered into the alley where Du Xinwu and others left. After a few turns, he had time to curse in a low voice...

"This group of brave bandits..."

On the other end of the alley, Wang Yaqiao, who had just arrived, also cursed in his heart. However, it would be better if he could not get entangled with these mobs. Lin Bochang and others carefully covered the traces again, and finally completed half of the task. But thinking about the person he just met, he still felt a little scared...

"That man's kung fu is probably even better than the instructor..."

"I haven't seen you for more than a year. Senior Brother Gong has been very happy recently. That kid just now is his junior's registered apprentice. I would like to thank my senior brother for his mercy..."

Gong Baotian, the last leader of the palace guard of the Qing Dynasty, was also the first person in the Bagua Sect in the three generations. He has always been in the same spirit as Xingyi Sect.

Looking at Yang Meng with a smirk, a wry smile suddenly appeared on her face: "My junior brother's kung fu is becoming more and more handsome now. Although that kid has learned a little inappropriately, looking at the few vicious tricks he has used, I guess it is probably the national art you created a few days ago. I don't want to see my junior brother in such a place..."

Yang Meng's smile gradually dissipated, and he clasped his fists at Gong Baotian and said, "The Qing court is at the end of his journey. Cixi and Guangxu think it's not too long. The senior brother is a smart person. Why not retreat bravely and return to his hometown or the martial arts school as soon as possible, and talk about boxing and martial arts with his junior brothers, and use national skills to strengthen the country and strengthen the species..."

Gong Baotian nodded, his face a little bitter, "I don't know that the Qing court is now declining, but the emperor is different from Cixi, and he still has a country and a kindness to me. Now that I am trapped in Yingtai, how can I bear to withdraw..."

Yang Meng was a little surprised, but he took it for granted. After thinking for a while, he walked to Gong Baotian and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother, do you still have the intention to save Guangxu?" (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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