Wan Lin just raised his palm and knocked the dagger in front of him, and suddenly a gust of wind came from his chest. A big foot with a sword light came straight to his chest.
A flash of shimmer burst out from his eyes, and his body suddenly leaned back, and he shouted: "Okay, this is the real razor!"
Wan Lin knew that Razor must have seen his powerful true energy, and realized that he was not the opponent of the leopard head in front of him, so he used all the solutions before his death and took all the things he had made for his reputation.
Come out and strive to win in danger. This is Razor’s real killer move!
With a loud shout, the body-protecting true energy that enveloped his body suddenly contracted. The left palm that had been raised just now also carried a strong internal force and slashed towards the feet flying from the razor!
His right palm, which had been protecting his chest, also shot forward at the same time. A surging wave of air came out of his hand and flew straight to the chest of the razor in front of him!
In the sword light of the razor attack, Wan Lin did not take a step back, but directly hit the razor head-on and head-on! He knew that only by fast can he gain the lead in the fight between life and death, and the masters competed.
The only way to win.
Although Razor has used a sure killer move, as long as his leopard head moves faster than the other party, all the Razor's offensive will collapse!
Razor and Wan Lin's movements were as fast as lightning! While Razor kicked out his right foot, his hands that had just been withdrawn were raised forward again, and the two daggers flew out of their hands again and flew out in front of Wan Lin.
But at this moment, a heavy blow sounded from Wan Lin. The two daggers that were thrown out of Razor's hand flew forward, and Wan Lin's left palm had already slashed at the Razor's force.
Kicked to the right foot.
Wan Lin slashed Razor's left palm on the feet, and the palm wind that hit Razor's right hand at the same time also hit Razor's chest like a storm.
In the howling palm wind, there was a "crack" sound of a broken foot bone, accompanied by the muffled groan of Razor. Razor's body suddenly rose from the ground, and followed the fierce palm wind in front of him to the back.
The pile of old furniture flew away, and the two daggers that had just been thrown forward in his hand also flew over the side of the razor that flew backwards.
Two sharp daggers passed through two thick wooden boards behind the razor with a "scarlet" sound, as if they had passed through two soft tofu, nailed them to the broken desk behind them, and then trembled.
There was a "buzzing" sound in the middle.
At this time, the razor fell on his back and fell into the pile of old furniture behind him like a broken sandbag. His black face suddenly turned pale, and he opened his mouth and sprayed a black stream of blood in front of him with a "pop" sound in front of him.
Red blood column.
"Okay!" A roar sounded from the surroundings, and the faces of Feng Dao and the group of people showed excitement, and a bright smile appeared on Xiaoya's nervous face.
Feng Dao and his men looked like torches. They had already seen clearly that Wan Lin suddenly accelerated his speed in the fierce attack of Razor, smashed the razor's foot bone in front of his chest with a palm, and then hit a sharp palm wind with his right palm.
, and hit the razor out of his body with one palm!
Xiaoya looked at Wan Lin, who was still standing coldly on the roof of the building in front, then turned around and walked to the old beggar. She whispered to the microphone in front of her mouth: "Director Qian, let the first aid staff come up,
The hostage was just temporarily unconscious and was not in danger of life. He asked the ambulance to take him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination."
"Okay!" Qian Bin answered, turned his head and ordered to his subordinate standing beside him: "Xiao Li, let the first aid personnel come up with a stretcher and send the hostages to the hospital. Yes." Xiao Li replied, followed by the right
The microphone issued an order.
At this time, the little monk looked at the razor in a daze, then looked at Wan Lin again, and he stuttered in his mouth: "It's too...too fast, I only see...
Three sword lights and a ball of pink…a pink wave of air.”
He then looked up at Feng Dao beside him and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother Feng, why... Why was Razor... beaten out? I... I didn't even see clearly."
Just now, although this boy widened his eyes and looked at the movements of the two people in the field, Wan Lin and the two were moving too fast, and there was a layer of rolling body-protecting true energy around Wan Lin. This boy was in Wan
In Lin and his two-person moves like lightning, they really didn't see clearly the moves Wan Lin used when he hit the razor.
Feng Dao heard the little monk's questioning, he looked down at the junior brother and replied: "Jingheng, the razor was broken by the left palm of the leopard head, and then used the power of the palm to hit the razor out.
If people move too fast, your eyesight will not keep up."
He followed and said earnestly: "Jingheng, Master Changtian should have taught you that there is heaven beyond heaven and there is someone beyond man, and there is no end to Kung Fu!"
"Remember, don't think that your kung fu has come into the house and despise your opponents. Any negligence will bring danger to yourself and your comrades around you. Let me tell you, a true master will never reveal his own.
effort."
Zhang Wa also raised her arm and pointed to the Razor who was poured into the garbage dump and said, "Little monk, you see that the Razor is not good-looking, but the blade in his hand is superb. There is no unnecessary movement in the attack, and it is extremely fast.
All are a must-kill skill, this is the real master.”
He then sighed and said, "Faced with such an opponent, we are not sure of winning. Look, with such a high skill, we are forced to force out our true energy to fight the enemy with all our strength. So, you are
In the future, you must not be lucky enough to face the enemy. You must remember your senior brother Feng’s advice.”
When the little monk heard the advice of the two senior brothers beside him, he nodded with a serious expression. The life-and-death duel between Leopard Head and Razor really made the boy's arrogance disappear in his heart.
At this moment, he finally understood what a real master is and what a fight against the enemy is a slightest point in life and death. He also understood why several senior brothers stopped him repeatedly in action, and understood the importance of orders in action!
The little monk nodded deeply, then pulled out a pistol from his back. He held the gun in his right hand and raised his left hand to pull the bolt with a "slam".
He followed with murderous intent in his eyes and walked forward: "Senior brother, I... I'll kill this razor. This kid is too... not a thing, he dares to hurt people in secret! Now, he... has been defeated,
But... can kill him, no... won't violate the order of Leopard Head."
Now the boy has seen clearly that not only has two daggers hidden in his hand that can stretch in an instant, but also has blades that can stretch out at any time on the tip of the shoe. If the leopard head had not reacted quickly just now, he would have been on the tip of the shoe.