Brother Dao's muscles were like taut strings, his body was slightly bent, and he swung the knife suddenly.
The knife transformed into afterimages of nothingness in the air, "Clang, Cang..." Dazzling sparks exploded in the air. People could no longer see Brother Dao's hand, and only saw pieces of knife light rolling in the air.
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The collision of metal is as dense as a drum, and the sound is as clear as a piano.
One knife!
Two swords!
Ten swords!
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Even Aze who was watching the battle had palpitations in his heart. His thinking could not keep up with the speed of the swords. At first, he could judge how many swords there were by relying on the sound and dazzling sparks. However, after reaching the back, he could no longer calculate the dense number of swords.
Voice.
Too fast, too fast! Almost everyone thinks so.
The sound of the impact of one knife after another was as if there was no distance at all. Aze discovered that he and Brother Dao were very similar. Brother Dao had no sword skills. He only won by speed. He had no skills, no strategy, nothing. Some
Just those quick chops like a violent storm.
Liu Biao felt a chill running down his spine. He couldn't help but touch the knife in his hand. He had boldly challenged Brother Dao just now. If Brother Dao was this fast, Liu Biao would probably have been chopped with countless knives without any reaction. Liu Biao couldn't help but
A little scared.
Of course, it cannot be said that Liu Biao does not have the strength to fight Brother Dao, but it is simply impossible for Liu Biao to defeat Brother Dao with the knife in his hand, unless he changes to a longer weapon and uses brute force and distance.
Let Brother Dao come closer.
For the first time, Liu Biao had the idea of changing weapons.
Except for the crazy sound of metal banging, the warehouse was extremely quiet. Even people's breathing could be heard clearly. It was an oppressive silence.
Those three hundred or so men were even more arrogant and did not dare to show off.
Many people know that Brother Dao is powerful, but no one knows how powerful Brother Dao is, except those who are familiar with Brother Dao, because Brother Dao has not made a move for at least many years. After all, Brother Dao is already the boss, so he has to worry about himself.
As a person, if everything needs to be done personally, then why is he called the boss?
In fact, Brother Dao's deeds have become rumors circulating among the underground forces, and some new gangsters have no idea about it.
It is said that when Brother Dao was in his twenties, in order to fight for a dock, he single-handedly killed more than twenty gangsters armed with long and short weapons. This has become a legend and a myth. Many people don’t believe it, but now, they all believe it.
Well, at least, these more than 300 big men believed in Brother Dao's crazy and fast sword skills.
There was a hint of fanaticism in every man's eyes. Brother Dao is indeed the idol of gangsters!
Brother Dao has suffered a series of blows recently, and many people think that Brother Dao is exhausted. Now, they have regained confidence in Brother Dao. No one can replace Brother Dao in this city.
However, they soon discovered that they were wrong again.
The small boat in the sea was like a boat in the sea, but it never fell down in the face of the violent storm. Zhang Yang's body seemed to be nailed to the ground. Even though Brother Dao's crazy blade slashed at him, it didn't move at all. No matter the knife
There are many pieces to Brother Dao's knife. He seems to know where Brother Dao's knife will land. He just blocks it lightly. His movements are extremely graceful, leisurely and relaxed. This forms a connection with Brother Dao who is slashing crazily.
Great visual contrast...
When he counted to the 257th knife, Aze gave up because he had no way to calculate the speed of the knife, which was as fast as thunder and lightning.
At this time, Aze had already turned his attention to Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang kept his eyes closed all the time, and every time he swung his sword, it seemed as if he was flying wildly and without any trace. However, every time this casual sword was able to block Brother Dao's violent sword.
The violent impact struck everyone's heart and tore apart everyone's soul.
Both Aze, Liu Biao and the more than 300 big men were shocked by the crazy dense rain of knives. This was a kind of spiritual shock. Brother Dao did not have peerless martial arts, Brother Dao did not have a strong body, but Brother Dao
He has a thrilling speed.
I have to say that Brother Dao's talent with knives is amazing.
As Dao Ge's master said, if Dao Ge can be a chef, he can become a master chef just by relying on his knife skills. Although chefs rely on taste, knife skills are talents, but craftsmanship can be learned.
, with Brother Dao’s talent, it is easy to learn good cooking skills.
It's a pity that Brother Dao's knife can no longer cut vegetables and kill people...
Everyone didn't know that Brother Dao, who seemed to be tirelessly swinging his sword crazily, was at the end of his strength. His physical strength was overdrawn, seriously overdrawn. Brother Dao is a human being, not a machine. He can't keep slashing at that speed forever.
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Brother Dao knew that he had lost. No matter how fast or fierce his knife was, it would be like cutting into water, with no way to exert any force.
What depresses Brother Dao the most is that every time he cuts the opponent's machete, the position is very weird. The machete is on a bevel, making it impossible to use the front hand with the knife, and there is an uncontrollable feeling in the body.
It felt like, towards the back, Brother Dao had to put in a lot of effort to control his body and lose its center of gravity.
finally!
Brother Dao's speed slowed down, and there was a trace of unwillingness on Brother Dao's face. However, his hands were as heavy as lead, and the light kitchen knife in his hand also became heavier, as if it were hundreds of kilograms.
Suddenly, an extreme danger spread around his body, and the pores all over Brother Dao suddenly exploded... It was too late, everything was too late, his hands could no longer keep up with the speed of his thinking, and a biting cold was approaching.
My forehead...
At this moment, Brother Dao actually sighed and closed his eyes tightly, as if it was a kind of spiritual relief. He actually felt that he would rather die than continue the current battle. Every knife cut
The feeling of being in the air is extremely uncomfortable, as if the blood is flowing backwards.
The sharp coldness was still on his forehead, but Brother Dao felt no pain, no feeling of cracked skin or broken bones.
It was extremely depressing inside the warehouse.
Everyone was shocked by Zhang Yang's stunning sword strike. Just a few seconds ago, Zhang Yang, who had been parrying, suddenly drew out his sword. The speed was like a meteor in the night, brilliant, brilliant and extremely dazzling.
Time seemed to freeze as Zhang Yang's sharp blade suddenly stopped on Brother Dao's forehead.
His eyes were all fixed on Zhang Yang's knife that fell on Brother Dao's forehead. With good eyesight, he could even see that the blade had touched his eyebrows.
Slowly, slowly, Brother Dao opened his eyes.
"Why don't you kill me?"
Brother Dao looked blank. Suddenly, the tough and strong Brother Dao became much older. For a person like him, while creating countless myths, he also fell into the myths he created. Brother Dao thought,
He will not fail, he will not fall, and today, in front of more than three hundred men, he failed. This kind of blow is more terrifying than death.
"Why should I kill you?" Zhang Yang slowly took back the knife.
"Kill me, and zh will be yours. Although Ma Pihu and ruffian Cai have some power, I believe you will be able to deal with them soon." Brother Dao said indifferently.
"I have no reason to kill you." Zhang Yang sighed and said to Liu Biao, "Open the door."
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
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The three hundred-odd man was dumbfounded by Liu Biao. Liu Biao turned back and kicked the heavy wooden door continuously, making a huge and deafening sound. After ten kicks, the door had been kicked beyond recognition and was covered with wood chips.
fly……
Soon, Liu Biao kicked a hole through the wooden door. The door looked like a ferocious beast with its ferocious mouth open. The sunlight shining in from the door hole was very dazzling. Outside, there were two gangsters with weapons in their hands and a look on their faces.
Looking inside the doorway with fear.
Even Brother Dao was in a daze when he looked at the brave Liu Biao...
"Ahem...Brother Biao, I didn't let you kick the door..."
"How can you open it without kicking?" Liu Biao was looking majestic and proud. When Zhang Yang said this, he was stunned.
"I asked you to call someone outside to get the key and open the door."
"..."
"Idiot!"
Liu Biao opened his mouth but refused to say anything, while Aze just said two words and walked out of the doorway first.
"Aze, who do you think is a fool?!" Liu Biao's face was red and his ears were red, and the veins were protruding from his neck. He was going crazy. He thought he could be majestic and powerful, but now he was looked at as a fool by everyone. What made Liu Biao vomit blood the most was the curse.
His was actually Aze, who could not speak two words in a day and cherished words like gold.
