Retreat is not just for dodging, but in the fist of the Five Sheep Tigers, retreat is to open up the distance and increase the intensity of the collision.

After five steps, Duan Qingzi was exhausted and Zhang Shun began to exert force. He kicked his right foot back, stepped forward with his left foot, and flew directly to Duan Qingzi.

Leave no room, take off in the air, and strike with all your strength, not caring whether the opponent will launch a counterattack, not caring whether he will avoid the opponent's counterattack. Zhang Shun would never use such a move in the past.

Offense is the best defense. Duan Qingzi did not choose to avoid it, but shouted "the seventh move" and attacked Zhang Shun directly.

The seventh move was only seven swords at the same time, but it was continuous. Each round of seven swords was pierced in the direction of the Big Dipper, but the direction pointed by the handle of the Dou Jiezi was different. In the eyes of the bystanders, Juan Qingzi was just a messy and rapid stab, but in Zhang Shun's eyes, a Big Dipper was rotating clockwise and pressing towards him.

The tip of the wooden knife pierced the air, making a "chi" sound.

Unable to avoid it, Zhang Shun simply straightened his body, stretched his arms forward, blocked the front with two fists, and flew towards Duan Qingzi like a sword.

When the boxing gloves collided with the Big Dipper, a series of "snatching" sounds were made. Yuheng and Tianquan, among the Big Dipper, collided on the two boxing gloves, and the rest passed around the boxing gloves.

The gloves were not big and could not completely block the body. Zhang Shun's arms and shoulders were pricked and bloody, and his body was pushed back to the spot by the force hitting the gloves. There were many wounds, but they were not fatal.

Another turtle green bean talisman was sacrificed. After the green light flashed, the wound was immediately recovered, but the lost blood could not be created quickly, and Zhang Shun's face turned pale.

The eighth call came. Duan Qingzi did not shout this time. After Zhang Shun's body recovered, he immediately took action. He did not move, and his right arm only made a simple stabbing move. He adjusted his advance and retreat with pure steps, and turned around Zhang Shun three times.

Duan Qingzi's movement speed was too fast, so Zhang Shun could not get out of the circle at all. He could only rotate with Duan Qingzi on the spot, and used his boxing gloves to resist the attack of the wooden knife.

After three rounds, Duanqingzi stopped and stopped, and the frequency of his chest was much faster than before. Obviously, his footwork consumed a lot of energy.

With a "bang", Zhang Shun's fist gloves fell heavily on the ground with his left hand, and his arms hung weakly beside him. Duan Qingzi took another move when he saw the opportunity.

The ninth move was just two simple stabs, piercing Zhang Shun's left and right chest respectively. However, the speed of these two strikes was as fast as lightning. Two conical sound cones appeared on the tip of the knife, and the sound boom sounded, with an amazing momentum.

At this time, Zhang Shun had only his right hand to move. He hit the knife that stabbed the heart with an uppercut. However, the stabbing speed was too fast, and the tip of the knife was just a little bit missed, and it pierced deeply into the connection between Zhang Shun's upper arm and body. The sword stabbed to his right chest suddenly stopped one centimeter in front of his chest.

It was not the knife that hurt people, but the airflow pushed from the tip of the knife, Zhang Shun's body was directly penetrated, and a hole about two centimeters in diameter was opened in his right chest, with the edges neatly as if it was cut with a scalpel.

Zhang Shun squirted blood and made Kuan Qingzi's head and face full of his head, but Kuan Qingzi didn't even blink his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The last move is also the easiest move, and next, you will live."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the wooden knife and stabbed Zhang Shun in the abdomen.

It is indeed the simplest move. A two-year-old child can even thorn this way by picking up a branch. Moreover, the speed of this knife is surprisingly slow, and the speed of the tip of the knife is not much faster than that of a snail.

Zhang Shun was seriously injured, but his mind was very clear. He knew that Duan Qingzi was definitely not letting go. The power of this knife was probably incredible.

With such a slow blow, no matter whether there will be any change of moves, it will not be too difficult to avoid it. Zhang Shun knew that he could break this move by just falling straight down, but in this way, his understanding, experience and efforts of "dominant" just now would be wasted, and the boss didn't know what method to use to say to him was in vain.

You must punch, and you must never retreat! Zhang Shun took a lunge, leaned forward slightly, raised his right fist and hit the tip of the knife at the same slow speed. This punch condensed the strength of his body. The Yin and Yang acupoints in the dantian rotated rapidly, and the heat even made Zhang Shun's skin turn red. Although his right chest was seriously injured, his hand holding the fist gloves did not tremble at all, just like the wooden knife that broke the love.

Without any sound, the gloves collided with the tip of the knife. Zhang Shun's body shook violently and his eyes suddenly opened to the maximum.

Tang Rong's palm was covered with sweat, and her fists were pinched too tightly, so that the skin in her palm was pierced by her nails. The sweat hurted so much, but she didn't feel it at all, and her attention was all focused on Zhang Shun's body.

Zhang Shun stood still in a punching position, her eyes slowly closed, and a tired but comfortable expression appeared on her face. A few seconds later, a scent of blood mist sprayed out from the pores of his body. She loosened her right hand and her fist gloves fell to the ground, which made Tang Rong's heart jump violently.

Zhang Shun fell down and threw himself on the ground without moving, while Duan Qingzi in front of him still maintained his sword posture.

While Zhang Shun fell down, an extremely small crack suddenly appeared on the tip of the wooden knife, spreading from slow to fast. With the "cracking" sound, the wooden knife was covered with cracks after more than ten seconds, and then it was the hand of the Duan Qingzi holding the knife.

The first one was the tiger's mouth, then the knuckles and the back of the hand, and small wounds exploded, and blood immediately poured out, dyeing the whole hand red. Unfortunately, these wounds only reach the wrist at the farthest distance.

After all the power was released, the wooden knife was broken. Starting from the tip of the knife, the tiny black wood chips fell like snowflakes. The whole wooden knife, including the part that Duan Qingzi held in his hand, turned into dust. The breeze blew, and the wood chips that were not stained with blood rolled on the ground happily.

Duan Qingzi still had no expression on his face, leaving the word "happy" behind him, and walked to the rear of the Land Rover car without looking back, saying to Li Yanming: "Ten moves have passed, 99% of his life have been gone. Whether he can survive depends on luck. That girl can't help him, let's go."

"But... if you don't get rid of the roots, I'm afraid of him..." Li Yanming said as he looked at the middle-aged man who was still wearing sunglasses.

Duan Qingzi also turned to look at him and said slowly: "If you want to be enemies with me, you can try it. If the mission is not completed, I will naturally come and kill him again another day."

The middle-aged man slowly shook his head at Li Yanming and took the lead in the cab.

Li Yanming sighed and got into the car obediently. Before getting on the car, Duan Qingzi looked up intentionally or unintentionally.

On the roof of the six-story building next to the alley, half of the exposed head suddenly shrank back. Liu Xiaodong showed a fearful expression and patted his chest and said to himself: "I was discovered. What is the source of this sadness? Why have you never heard of it?"

Tang Rong wiped her tears and tried to stand up with the wall, but her feet were still weak. After some effort, she still failed. She had to climb to Zhang Shun's side, looking helplessly at Zhang Shun who was lying in a pool of blood, and suddenly woke up and took out her cell phone.

"Beauty, the ambulance has no time to save him." A gentle voice rang beside him. Tang Rong was so scared that her hands trembled and the phone fell to the ground.

Tang Rong raised her head and saw a sunny and kind smile.

"Save...save him." She said in a pleading tone, not understanding why she asked for help from this person.

Liu Xiaodong sighed: "The life-protecting and healing talisman is hard to find on the market. He actually used two of them in a fight, and he cried poor all day long! It's really... very styled." As he said that, he took out a piece of green paper from his arms, which was the turtle bean green talisman of the Blind Taoist.

He put the talisman on Zhang Shun's back and shouted "Qi". Liu Xiaodong turned to look at Tang Rong, and said with a smile: "Classmate, you are so beautiful. The four beauties of ancient times will definitely be overshadowed in front of you. My name is Liu Xiaodong, where are you?"

"You... Hello, my name is Tang Rong, thank you."

The door of the commander-in-chief's office of the wing group of the Beijing National Security Bureau slowly opened, and the boss walked out thoughtfully.

"How is it?" Xiao Ran, who was still guarding the door, asked. He didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't ask what was going on.

"This kid is pretty good, very sensible, and didn't disappoint me." The boss nodded and asked, "Are you familiar with the Liu family in Beijing?"

Xiao Ran also nodded: "The Liu family is quite familiar. Why? They also want to be unable to get along with you?"

The boss shook his head and said, "I don't know if the Liu family has participated, but the one named Liu Xiaodong is not bad. At least this time Zhang Shun owed him a favor."

"Liu Xiaodong?" Xiao Ran thought for a while and said, "It's the disciple of Tianwu Temple, right? Okay, I understand."

***

When Zhang Shun opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the ugly face of the blind Taoist. He shivered and said weakly: "If you change to Qingshuang or Xiaoyao, your face will only aggravate my injuries."

The blind Taoist was not concerned at all and said gloatingly: "Qingshuang has taken medicine for you. Xiao Yao is here, wait for me to call her."

Seeing that the blind Taoist was happy to do this, Zhang Shun knew that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of any mistake he had made. While still thinking hard, Yu Xiaoyao came over angrily and raised her hand to hit him, but in the end she was still unwilling to beat him up, so she had to scold: "What are you talking about to Qingshuang? What kind of marriage, bridal chamber, what a pure little girl was taught to you by you."

The Blind Taoist and Jia Banxian covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Zhang Shun sighed: "It was not what I taught, it was her strong request..."

When Yu Xiaoyao heard this, her fist hit Zhang Shun's right arm: "Nonsense! Even if you didn't teach her, she is so beautiful, how could she look down on you!"

Blood was spraying in his pores, and Zhang Shun's skin was still hurting. Although this punch was light, it made him suck in a cold air and couldn't even speak.

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Chapter completed!