Following Fujiwara Senzuo's extremely frustrated roar, he retracted his sword and leapt to the side and back with his feet exploding with a lifetime of strength.
He narrowly dodged Tang Dao's lightning-fast thrust.
It's not that Fujiwara Senzuo is 'cowarded' again, but it's not the first time that Tang Dao has used this move. Four months ago, Tang Dao did almost exactly the same trick and tied it to his forearm.
The attached stainless steel spur blocked his samurai sword, causing him to lose the opportunity. In the end, he had to abandon his ancestral sword and the Tang Dao to engage in hand-to-hand combat, but he was head-butted by the brave Tang Dao and was seriously injured?
The power of Tang Dao's hammer made Fujiwara Senzuo heartbroken, so don't remember it too deeply.
Now, Tang Dao actually used this trick again.
Damn it, it's all a lie to come here with empty hands. He had clearly seen Tang Dao throw away his gun and two thorns before going up the mountain.
How sinister does this guy have to be that he actually carries three military thorns with him?
It turns out that he still doesn't know his old opponent thoroughly enough! Or maybe Tang Dao has gone too far on the 'despicable' road. No matter how far away he is, he can only smell the fart behind Tang Dao.
Fujiwara Senzuo, who was retreating crazily, was so depressed that he almost wanted to vomit blood.
It's a pity that he doesn't even have time to vomit blood now.
Forced to lose the opportunity again, he was facing a violent attack from Tang Dao.
Look, they say that the only lesson people learn from history is that they don’t learn any lessons from history! Fujiwara Senzuo once again proved this truth with his own actions.
Tang Tuanzuo now has thousands of like-minded brothers, as well as flowers and beautiful scrolls, how can he so easily die together with him, a bereaved dog?
But his performance was so realistic that even if Fujiwara Senzuo knew he was fake, he wouldn't believe it.
As the saying goes, every inch is longer and every inch is stronger. A samurai sword with a blade length of 75 centimeters is actually much longer than the 40-centimeter-long spur in Tang Dao's hand. However, every inch is shorter and every inch is dangerous. Tang Dao, who has the upper hand, bullies the opponent.
The swords stabbed, scratched, and smashed in a flurry of attacks. The gleaming samurai sword in Fujiwara Senzuo's hand turned out to be his shortcoming.
The Tang Sword attacked wildly. Fujiwara Battler kept retreating, trying to break away from the Tang Sword. He retreated more than ten meters in one breath, until Fujiwara Battle hero's already dirty bare feet suddenly touched a huge boulder and he was unable to retreat.
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Originally, Fujiwara Senzuo's purpose of using his trump card to force Tang Dao to fight alone was actually not that complicated. It was mostly out of helplessness.
The Chinese used their numbers to gradually compress his movement space. Tang Dao followed him with a few elite soldiers and a ferocious dog that could chase him to death. He had no way to escape. He even suspected that the reason why both sides were fighting in the daytime was
They are still in the mode of you chasing me and running away. It's not that Tang Dao can't catch him, but it just consumes his energy, just like a fish. When he loses all his strength, he can be captured in one fell swoop.
If he wants to survive, he has only one chance, using the whereabouts of the Chinese soldiers to force Tang Dao to fight him alone. As long as he can defeat Tang Dao and use Tang Dao's life as a threat, he can force the Chinese army to get out of the way.
As for whether Tang Dao, who was seriously injured and survived, would turn into a venomous snake and bite him at any time, he couldn't care so much for the time being.
Who would have thought that Tang Dao would be much stronger than the one in Zhengcheng a few months ago.
Don't they say that once a master has reached a certain level, it is extremely difficult to make further progress? How come Tang Dao is making progress while being a commander, no, having a wife?
How come Tang Dao, a monster like Tang Dao who often subverts common sense, is encountered by him? In just ten seconds, Fujiwara Senyuo's body reacted violently with Tang Dao's crazy 'teasing', but what he was thinking in his mind was
How could I be such a wronged person!
Really, this is Japan! The contrast between the body and the brain is like an art film made by Mirai Ao-sensei and Shinoda-sensei.
However, Fujiwara Senzuo didn't know that Tang Dao now had two great martial arts masters, Uncle Han and Ming Xin, by his side. He himself used the iron and blood of the army to sharpen himself, and Tang Dao was not idle either. Whenever he had nothing to do, he would find two of them.
The masters of martial arts compete with each other. Now, based on their skills alone, they are even inferior to the strongest single soldier in the frontier in his previous life.
After being violently attacked by Tang Dao, the adrenaline glands, enkephalins, prostate fluid, and various other hormones in his body surged. At this time, Fujiwara Senzuo's body and soul were finally integrated into one.
"idiot!"
With a sharp roar and a fierce look in his eyes, Fujiwara Senzuo dropped his katana brazenly and used his left arm as a shield to suddenly block the Tang sword's stab. He made a fist with his right hand and used his fingers to make a knife. Suddenly
Slash Tang Dao's neck.
However, Tang Dao just stabbed him without hesitation. Since Fujiwara Senio wanted to die, he had to stab one of his arms first.
As for that hand strike, Tang Dao turned his shoulder half way, trying to block the strike with his strong shoulder muscles, but also wanted to destroy Fujiwara Senzuo's arm first.
Fujiwara Senio's eyes were even more cruel, Tang Dao really underestimated himself.
Even though he used his palm as a knife, he was able to break eighteen pieces of a two-inch-thick wooden board with his palm knife in one breath. The Tang Dao tried to use fat, muscles and even bones to block the result of his knife.
Broken tendons and fractures.
There was only a "ding" sound, and the Tang sword's sword touched Fujiwara Senzuo's forearm, which was used as a shield, but there was a loud noise and it could not penetrate.
At the same time, Fujiwara Sentio's palm sword also hit Tang Dao's thick shoulder, and there was a muffled "Peng" sound, like hitting a defeated enemy.
Just relying on the feeling of "touching" the opponent's body for many years, both of them knew in their hearts that their opponent was a bastard and had something tied to his body to ambush him. This attack did not achieve the effect they expected at all.
When Fujiwara Senzuo's expression changed, Tang Dao's expression also changed slightly. However, just because the fists are old does not mean that the legs are useless.
In the midst of the electric light and flint, a flick of the vaginal leg popped out like a poisonous snake and went straight to Fujiwara Senzuo's lower body.
With this kick, the egg was smashed to pieces and people were killed. He didn't believe that there were people stuffing steel plates in their crotches. Just grinding them could make the thin egg skin bald. Anyway, he didn't do such stupid things.
Son's.
Then, the two people in the fight thought of getting together again. Fujiwara Senzuo also launched his leg, and the target was also the lower abdomen of Tang Dao. The two calves with the same target met on the way to kill.
Just like reading a novel and encountering a big water ratio, a white skirt will eventually meet a white shirt!
Like fate!
"Peng!" A muffled sound sounded like a wooden door being slammed shut.
The expressions of both of them remained unchanged, but judging from the severe twitching of their facial muscles, it was estimated that both of them were in great pain from this head-on collision.
With the help of this power, Fujiwara Senzuo staggered and jumped away from the battle group, but Tang Dao did not continue to approach this time.
His feet were kept staggered forward and backward, but he clenched his fist and punched himself hard on the shoulder with his backhand. A heart-wrenching "kacha" sound was heard, which was the sound made by the bones and joints under the action of huge external force.
As Tang Dao moved his arms slightly, Fujiwara Sensuo, who retreated ten meters away, shrank slightly, which turned out to be to reset the shoulder joint that had just been dislocated by Fujiwara Senio's knife.
Don't look at the lightning-fast falcon in the ten seconds or so. He beat Fujiwara Senzuo into a state of disarray. He even had to throw away the katana in his hand, but Tang Dao, who was attacking madly, was almost exhausted.
The most terrible thing is that he received an extra blow from Sentou Fujiwara and his shoulder joint was dislocated. Speaking of which, it was just a draw at best.
Fujiwara Senyuu is truly a formidable opponent.
In the past few months, Fujiwara Senzuo has not stagnated even if he thought about it, and he has not given in to the lose-lose style of play. He is even more difficult to deal with than the Fujiwara Senzuo he thought in the fierce battle in Zhengcheng.
What's even worse is that, maybe because of his own stimulation, this guy is even more cunning than before.
Damn it, this guy actually has stainless steel arm guards strapped to his elbows. No wonder he dared to throw away his katana and use his arms as a shield.
Facing Tang Dao's slightly condensed eyes, Fujiwara Senzuo slowly pulled off the white shirt sleeves on his arms. The tough fabric seemed to have no obstruction under his hooked fingers, revealing two forearms covered with sleeves.
A stainless steel arm guard that shines with a faint blue light.
"Tang Jun, in order to deal with your thorns that are more ferocious than poisonous snakes, I specially prepared this gadget for you when I returned to Pingbei City. Unexpectedly, I almost got pierced by you!" Senio Fujiwara pointed his finger.
Sliding through a small hole in the arm guard of his right arm, his face was calm, and no one could see the trace of Yu Ji flashing in his eyes.
"In addition, Tang Jun, your whole body covered with military thorns is really eye-opening to Zhan Xiong! What? Is this bulletproof, or is it because you lack confidence in your Four Lines Regiment under the pressure of the imperial army?
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Fujiwara Senzuo's bad habit of psychologically attacking his enemies has almost become his obsession. If he doesn't say a few words, he probably won't be happy.
A trace of ridicule flashed across the corner of Tang Dao's mouth, and he stretched out his hand to roll up the sleeve of his left hand. There was nothing there except a white and tender arm.
The corners of Fujiwara Senio's eyes were twitching.
Perhaps, he has never regretted it as much as he does now. As long as he still slashed with the knife, the terrifying opponent in front of him, who had occupied the shadow of his mind for a long time, would have his forearms broken off and holes in his chest and abdomen.
It turns out that Tang Dao really took off the spurs tied to his arms without any fancy this time, and he wasn't lying.
But even so, he was still fooled by Tang Dao's empty city strategy, and he lost the opportunity. He was forced to lose his samurai sword by a fierce attack from the terrifying opponent, and had to expose his last resort in advance.
Tang Dao was indeed gambling. The chip on the gambling table was his own life, but what he was gambling on was the shadow of the previous battle deep in Fujiwara Senio's soul.
From the point of view of not wanting to die, there is actually an incomparable gap between Fujiwara Senio and Tang Dao.
"Do you regret it? Do you regret it? In fact, you are wrong. The reason why you shrink back is not because of the fear of death, but because you are afraid of me and you are afraid that I will play with you. Just like the last time I played
The same goes for you, right?"
Tang Dao's eyes became even more sarcastic, and while the muscles on Fujiwara Senao's face kept twitching with rage and rage, he added shamelessly: "Don't worry, no matter how much you have missed me for so long, or how much you want to beg me to take over.
, I have no interest in men either. I won’t play with you, I will only beat you until you are so numb that you don’t even recognize me.”
"Baga! Tang Dao, you deserve to die!" Fujiwara Senio's face was directly described as a pig liver face by Tang Dao's words.
His so-called spiritual skills were directly crushed into slag in front of Tang Tuanzuo's poisonous tongue.
The polite word "Tang Jun" that was originally on his lips also changed back to "Tang Dao" in an instant. This means that Fujiwara Senio's vocabulary for swearing is too poor, otherwise he would have to add "Ni Ni Sennin Ban Ban" in front of it.
Of course, it was not only Tang Dao's poisonous tongue that made Fujiwara Senzuo angry, Tang Dao was poisonous all over his body.
Just when he was so angry that he was about to curse Tang Dao, Tang Dao moved his leg slightly, and a stone as big as a fist flew towards him.
That powerful one had obviously not only calculated it in advance, but also after beeping for so long, Tang Dao's strength had recovered a lot.
Damn it, I was played with again!
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This was the thought that came to Fujiwara Senzuo's mind when he stretched out his right arm to block the stone flying towards his face. That heart! It was like a hundred thousand grass and mud horses rushing through. Mud is not enough to describe it. It can only be described as swamp.
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The opportunity was lost again.
I can only continue to be beaten passively.
What greeted him was naturally the violent attack of Tang Dao who had recovered his breath.
The reason why I am willing to beep with you is just to have a good rest so that I can beat you better. In this regard, Tang Danzao is much better than Senyuo Fujiwara, who likes beep but always thinks he is looking for weaknesses in his opponent.
You can defeat your opponent just by saying a few words? What a weak and scumbag opponent you must be!
Fujiwara Senzuo looked like a country bumpkin who had not studied psychology in a systematic way. He presented it in front of Tang Danzao, who had discussed the philosophy of life with a female doctor of psychology. Tang Dao didn't even bother to say it to scare him.
If you just move your mouth and don’t have a ball to use, what is a flaw? You can only know it when you play.
Without the katana, relying on two stainless steel arm guards, Fujiwara Senzuo and Tang Dao launched a desperate duel.
Even though Fujiwara Senzuo lost his katana, the two fine steel arm guards would break the tendons and fractures if they hit people. Moreover, the arms were far more flexible than the swords in his hands. Fujiwara Sentsuo was also forced to escape after being violently attacked by the katana.
All of his potentials are fully displayed with the skills that can make him one of the top ten in Japanese martial arts.
The risk faced by Tang sword is no less than that of Fujiwara Senzuo holding a katana.
However, Tang Dao, who had been beaten crazy, was even more terrifying in the eyes of Fujiwara Senio.
The military spur couldn't penetrate the stainless steel arm guard. Tang Dao simply dropped the military spur in his hand and took a stone a little bigger than a baby's head and smashed it at Fujiwara Senzuo.
Fujiwara Sentsuo's stainless steel armguards, which he tried desperately to resist, were hit with sparks. The stainless steel armguards that originally shone with a faint blue light were smashed into pits and pits, as if they had been trampled by a group of elephants. Fujiwara Sentsuo was almost hit by the impact.
I have no doubts about life.
There’s another way of saying that Baga’s person, I can’t beat me with a military thorn, but Baga’s person can’t just beat me like this with a stone!
It lasted two minutes. This time, Tang Dao was full of energy and frantically "smashed" Fujiwara Senzuo for two full minutes.
Both parties looked like they were fished out of the water, dripping with sweat.
One is hard to beat, the other is painful to block.
Tang Dao's clothes were in tatters on his chest, the two black bruises between his chest and abdomen, and the deep black bruises on his forehead were frightening to look at, but the price Fujiwara Senio paid was even more tragic.
The corners of Ku Lie's mouth were swollen as if they had been bitten by a swarm of wasps. This was due to Tang Dao's elbow blow. Behind the swollen lips were three big teeth missing, which really made the floor full of teeth.
Of course, the most disturbing thing is the huge bump on his forehead. It is not only huge but also red and purple. It is no different from the unicorn he almost became a few months ago. It makes people feel pain just looking at it.
.In fact, at this moment, Fujiwara Senzuo was not only hit, but his whole head seemed to be buzzing with tens of thousands of bees, the pain was so severe that he almost fainted from the pain.
That was the result of the two men using their heads as weapons in close combat, refusing to give in to each other, and colliding fiercely.
Fujiwara Senzuo, who was buzzing with his head, really didn't understand. Why is it that Mao Tang Dao likes to engage in this kind of lose-lose style of play? Doesn't he know that the head is the source of human wisdom, and will it make him stupid if he hits it too much?
Or has he become stupid because of too many bumps? Otherwise, why would he always like to head-butt men?
If he knew that Tang Dao had gone through what the Chinese People's Army called the world's most rigorous training in time and space - Tietou Kung Fu, and had smashed ten red bricks with his head in one breath, he would probably be in trouble in this life and the next.
I will never butt heads with Tang Dao again.
For a special forces soldier, don't talk about it, anything can be a weapon, as long as it kills people.
That is to say, due to the distance at that time, the Tang knife could not bite. Otherwise, with one bite, the cliff would tear off three ounces of flesh from Fujiwara Senio's face.
As for whether he will become stupid, if a person loses his life for this reason, who do you think is the smart person?
Just like the current Fujiwara Senzuo, he is almost finished and still has a hundred thousand whys like a child.
Just when the two of them were almost exhausted and passed each other, Tang Dao suddenly opened his mouth and bit his shoulder, and then suddenly shook his head.
A flash of bright sword light suddenly appeared!
It stung Fujiwara Senzuo's eyes.
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, Fengyue has been reading two books and 10,000 words a day for four consecutive months. I feel like I’m about to vomit blood. I’m really tired from reading two books. Fengyue bows and thanks me!
