Chapter 270: Wang Wu's Five Tiger Door Severing Knife
The fire ignited in Balizhuang. The thatched huts that were splashed by sparks were the first to catch fire. The running crowds only hated their parents for having two legs. People crowded together trampled on each other. There were cries, killing sounds, dogs barking, and cocks crowing. .The killings in the early morning are frightening and soul-stirring.
Wang Wu followed the wind like a shadow and caught up with a rebel. He saw him flipping his sword. There was a flash of light and shadow. The person fleeing in front stepped forward. But the head on his neck disappeared. Blood mist sprayed in the sky. A head flew away. Got out.
No one cares about the men, women, and children kneeling on the ground begging for surrender. As long as they are running away, they are rebels. You are not allowed to distinguish right from wrong on the battlefield. Once the killing starts, it will not stop. The militia members fight bravely to kill the enemy. The big knife in their hands cuts down one It was a blockbuster movie. Lian Jiazi used his unique skills and danced with swords and flowers. But as soon as the blood came out, someone was hit and fell to the ground.
At this time, the long gun in the hands of the rebels had no time to load bullets. It could only be used as a fire stick. The rebels who could not run turned around and fought with the militia members. This was a contest of courage and strength. Both sides used all their strength. Skills: fighting, slashing, and local battles. The militia has the advantage. Their personnel swarm in and appear behind them continuously. The noise of cheering is endless, which gives them more motivation. But the rebels can only see the troops. Run away. No one rushes to help.
Fighting alone. A hero of the world is not afraid of any opponent. The members of the militia are all members of the world. They are stupid. They don't care about the musketeers behind them. They rush forward and chop at them. The officers and soldiers forming the formation behind are at a loss. How to shoot when two parties are together?
The commander in the formation of officers and soldiers shouted loudly: "Don't shoot. Look carefully before shooting. Don't hurt yourself."
The officers and soldiers stopped and watched, waiting for the militia members to fight their way out. Only a few sharpshooters dared to fire a few shots. The others just stopped to take a breath.
A rebel bandit had great martial arts skills. He chopped down two team members. Wang Wu was furious. He stepped forward and robbed the man of his origin. He shouted: "I'll do it."
Wang Wu wanted to defeat the opponent in an upright duel. Seeing this scene, the other members of the militia retreated in a sensible manner, leaving room for the "head of the family" Wang Wu to take action. The guns in the hands of the officers and soldiers behind him also lowered their hands, and they watched the rivers and lakes quietly. The scene of the duel. It is rare to see a real martial arts duel. The people around him were so nervous that they forgot to wave the flag and cheer for Wang Wu.
The kung fu master wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, lowered the sword in his hand and rested for a moment. He glared at Wang Wu with a ferocious smile and prepared for a death struggle. He knew there was nowhere to escape. There were gun muzzles in front of him. But he was righteous and did not do anything. Fear of death coming.
There was no time to take a breath. Wang Wu's big blade had already turned around. The Five Tiger Door-Breaking Knife in his hand was so domineering.
The move of the knife is powerful. It sweeps across a large area and is full of domineering power. It is the weapon of the king. With the knife in your hand, you must concentrate and encourage yourself. Let the momentum rise. It is an attitude that is not afraid of death. In this way, the opponent's movements and intentions are all visible to you. The movements are also simple and accurate. The knife is different from the gun. The gun is a weapon of bravery. You must have the courage to perform the moves. The moves are fast. Be good at using long to win. The knife must be more stable. The body rolls, slides, and moves sideways. Complete the action when fighting. It is body skill. Mastering the accuracy of timing and direction of movement is the essence of body skill. Cooperate with good tactics. Use accurate body skills to complete dodges, change positions, and find attack positions or opportunities.
When masters fight against each other, they first shift their positions when there is no move. When defending against the attack of a move, there is a stagnation time. There is a time gap between the opponent's two actions before and after. There is also a time gap between the time when the move is launched and the attack effect is achieved. These three The intersection of time and opportunity is where the opportunity lies. Only when you are proficient in weapon moves can you make effective attacks. The martial arts are different, but the essence is so simple and direct. There has never been a self-dominated martial arts. Both sides fight with a momentum and proficiency in martial arts. degree.
At this time, Wang Wusheng was young and vigorous. He fought without hesitation and slashed with his sword without reservation. This was a desperate fighting method. The only way for both sides to strike was with their swords. Let's see who has more strength. He wanted to use his skill to defeat the enemy. .You also have to withstand the opponent's powerful slashing. Youdou is a move that Lianjiazi usually uses when practicing martial arts. On the battlefield, there is only one tactic that can be forced on. The sword is coming in a large circle. You must block it. That's it. There is no strength in both arms. No matter how fancy the moves are, they are just pretentious and useless. The kind of fighting method that jumps here and there, under the constraints of the environment, can only be given up.
"Clang, clang, clang." Sparks flew everywhere. The jaws of both sides were split open and blood flowed down. The heroes of both sides looked at each other with pity. There was a smile on their faces. It would be hard to die in the hands of such a Kung Fu master. It's worth it.
Their bodies shifted. The two of them held knives with both hands. They stepped on the world and walked without leaving any flaws. They secretly admired each other for being a strong kung fu master and having a lot of strength.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" of a-round basis call basis shouting. The sword was heavier and thicker than the other's. Both swords had gaps.
This Kung Fu master from the White Lotus Sect looked at the sword in his hand. He knew that if he cut again, his sword would break. Without any hesitation, he did a forward bow turn. He wanted to get close to the enemy. He dwarfed and rolled forward. Wang Five steps back to get out of the way. The big blade flicked horizontally. Blood splattered. The winner or loser was decided in an instant.
Miao Qiaowei covered the wound on his stomach. Blood came out. This time he did not surrender. He died a worthy death. He looked up at the red sun at dawn. Miao Qiaowei could not let go of his attachment to the world. He stared with unyielding eyes. The "big sword" Wang Wu who killed him.
"Fifth brother is mighty. Fifth brother is mighty. Fifth brother is mighty..." The sound wave became louder than the other. The rolling flow of people continued to rush forward...
Wang Wu looked at the militia members lying in a pool of blood. He burst into tears and murmured: "Brothers, I have avenged you."
The morning breeze blew over Wang Wu's unshaven face. Everyone could see the ambition on his young face. Those fierce and sharp eyes seemed to penetrate this world of cannibalism.
Wang Wu lowered the Wuhu Gate-breaking Knife in his hand. The enemy's blood flowed drop by drop along the blood groove of the blade on the grass, watering the nameless wild flowers. He looked at the scene in front of him and secretly swore that he would use the sword in his hand. The big sword. Kill the universe and bring peace to the world.
The grievances in the arena are so simple and direct. The winner is the "legend". Wang Wu climbed to the position of the king. No one can shake his position. Every master of the arena who becomes famous must go through accumulation and flourish. Wang Wu from " Beihai Martial Arts School" stood out among so many brothers and became the "chief leader" of the capital's militia. No one will say that he has a strong backstage. It is with the support of Li Guolou that he has achieved his current status. Wang Wuyi Fight to become famous. Become a well-known hero in the capital. Like Huang Tianba, a prominent figure in the underworld. Endless legendary stories will possess Wang Wu.
The officers and soldiers exercised restraint and did not burn, kill or loot. They controlled the traffic arteries of Bali Village and advanced towards the north of the village. There were small-scale confrontations along the way. Members of the militia were killing and killing. Some brothers died in the battle. This made these militia members full of hatred for the rebels. .No one gathered the prisoners of war. They were slaughtered without mercy. There were corpses along the way. Deaths were everywhere. This was a testimony of the suppression of the rebels.
Regardless of whether it is just or not, the cruelty of the war is horrific. The whining children became orphans one by one. Dead babies were submerged in water tanks in farmers' homes. Those were the brave female White Lotus cultists who killed their own children and threw them away before leaving. No one could bear to witness this scene. It also made people see how terrifying the power of faith is. How much courage and determination it takes to embark on the road of rebellion.
The officers and soldiers were encircling and suppressing the remaining rebel bandits step by step in the village. The militia members worked together skillfully to kill the enemy. At this time, cruel hand-to-hand combat was in full swing to the north outside Balizhuang.
The crazy rebels fell in large numbers, but no one could stop them from escaping. It was unclear whether they were rebels or civilians. They charged towards Yunmeng Mountain in a swarm.
The Hokage has a strong appeal. He mobilized the entire village. A team of nearly a thousand people charged into battle. This scene can be described as terrifying. Under a round of musket fire, hundreds of people fell. But The overwhelming momentum continued unabated. There were at least five to six hundred rebels charging towards the officers and soldiers' positions.
Dozens of grenades exploded with power and a burst of thick smoke rose. Li Guolou's defensive line was about to be breached. The final decisive moment came.
Everyone in front of him was an enemy. Even the farmer with a hoe in his hand was going to kill someone. Li Guolou did not hesitate to aim at a man holding a farm tool high and fired. There was a "bang" sound, and he hit the target in the middle. The target's abdomen. Ten meters away. The revolver in his hand was fired without any miss.
"Invulnerable." The farmer holding a hoe let out a hoarse roar. He stood firm and did not fall. The hoe in his hand turned into a crutch to support his tall body.
Li Guolou stepped forward and waved the sword with his left hand. Blood dripped from his neck.
Another rebel saw Li Guolou shooting and rushed over without hesitation. It seemed to him that the gun in Li Guolou's hand was out of bullets. But he had a long gun in his hand. Each inch was longer and one inch stronger. He was confident of defeating him. Li Guolou holds a big knife. But he forgets the advancement of technology. There are six bullets in a revolver.
Li Guolou threw away his hand and pulled the trigger. It was still a bullet that defeated the enemy. This time he hit the enemy's chest. No strange screams were heard. The rebel went to see the King of Hell.
A female White Lotus cultist appeared in front of Li Guolou brandishing two kitchen knives. This time, Li Guolou showed no mercy. He swung the big knife in his left hand and chopped Huashan with one move. He chopped the female White Lotus cultist's head into pieces like a gourd. It was as easy as cutting a watermelon. There was a "click." Red and white pieces were scattered on the grass.
The desperate rebels came one after another. "Boom, bang, bang, bang." Li Guolou fired four shots in succession. Four more rebels were shot and fell. The desperate rebels braved the billowing smoke and took risks to continue facing them. Come.
Looking across the slope, the two sides are like two iron fists colliding together. The rolling torrent is twisting together. More than 70 members of the militia, armed with swords and shields, are fighting step by step towards the rebels who are as desperate as locusts. The two sides are entangled. Cold. The weapons showed their power. The broadsword faced the spear. The outcome was almost indistinguishable.
More than seventy people from the militia formed a battle formation and advanced. They were an organized and disciplined team. The leader "Nan Batian" Nan Yunshan charged, and he was protected by more than a dozen disciples around him. They faced the militia members. The rebels are a group of farmers armed with a variety of weapons.
More than a dozen arrows struck. The militia members holding shields bowed to avoid the flying arrows. Some were hit by arrows and fell to the ground. Some gritted their teeth and picked up their shields from the ground to protect their companions.
The arrow flew past Li Guolou's cheek. Li Guolou immediately lay on the ground. He pulled out another revolver from his waist and looked at the rebels who were shooting arrows in the distance. He was secretly annoyed: What a despicable rebel. You secretly fired a cold arrow.
Zhang Jinlai was shocked by the revolver in Li Guolou's hand. He pulled the bow string without hesitation and shot the arrow in his hand. Unexpectedly, he did not follow his wishes. A round of flying arrows made Li Guolou duck away.
A rebel who was drawing a bow was shot and fell to the ground. Zhang Jinlai next to him looked at Li Guolou squatting on the grass in horror. The other party actually shot so quickly. It was too late and it was so fast. Zhang Jinlai walked up and said, " Zigzag route. The twisted figure looks like a drunken fist. The bowstring in the hand is stretched out. This time the distance is even closer. A shot from thirty steps away will never miss.
"Whoosh." The arrow from the string shot towards Li Guolou. And Li Guolou also turned around in an instant, barely avoiding the life-threatening arrow. The sharp arrow that grazed the tip of his nose stabbed viciously into a tree trunk. .A feud between two arrows. They are irreconcilable. This revenge must be avenged. Li Guolou looked for the rebel who fired the cold arrow. He pulled the trigger. A bullet hit another rebel who was pulling the bow string.
Li Guolou curled his lips. He was a bit embarrassed. How could there be such a traitor who could block bullets and let the enemy escape again? Li Guolou was not discouraged. He narrowed his eyes slightly and searched for the traitor who shot a cold arrow at him. bandit.