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Chapter 24 Knife and Claw
In the dimly lit room, golden light flickered, piercing the air at the speed of sound.

The brass arm armor has teeth on the front, left and right sides, shining with sharp metal light, pierced with scraping and sweeping hooks, wrapped around and cut around, tight armpits and elbows, all of which are strange.

The unique weapon of Mantis Fist, Iron Sleeve Mantis Claw.

There was no gap in the whole room, not to mention the sweltering heat, it was dim and dark, only the half candle on the square table gave off a faint dim light.

Tall, thin, and middle-aged, Zhou Zhihong had long been used to it. What he had experienced in his years as a fugitive was much darker than this.

He simply closed his eyes.

After more than 20 years of uninterrupted daily practice, he has already been able to practice the mantis fist and claw from beginning to end as he likes, even in this dark and cramped room.

Walking Yuhuan steps with feet, shaking mantis claws with hands, taking it easy.

Suddenly, the door bolt rang, and he quickly retracted his posture.

A single blade penetrates through the gap in the door, and a single blade is stirred, and the rotary deadbolt is unscrewed upwards.

Wu Qing, who was holding a single knife, gently pushed open the door.

Zhou Zhihong opened his eyes, and when he saw Wu Qing, he let out a surprise, then looked at the single knife in his hand,

"I still think it's some kind of thief. Kid, how did you find it? Knowing that bare hands are no match for me, use a knife to play the risk?"

After a pause, with a bright smile and a cold tone,

"I don't know how you found me, but this time, I'm going to fix your legs."

Wu Qing didn't make a sound. After confirming that it was Zhou Zhihong, she kicked the door tightly with one foot. Looking around the room, there was no one else except Zhou Zhihong, and there was nothing besides the candles on the square table.

Neither the chunky man nor Jiu Shoujian.

Where did it go?Could it be that he came a step late, the short and fat man has already left with Jiu Shoujian?Wu Qing's heart sank, and his gaze shifted to Zhou Zhihong,
"Chop it up and talk about it!"

With a sharp shout, he slashed fiercely at Zhou Zhihong's head.

There is nothing much to say, the two each carry weapons and have enmity.Wu Qing was determined to find Jiu Shoujian, and Zhou Zhihong didn't intend to talk nonsense.It's normal to fight together when you meet.

"Slap la la..."

The tooth-piercing sound of metal clashing sounded, and the single knife and the mantis claw crossed each other, drawing a series of fine sparks.

Zhou Zhihong looked indifferent,
"court death!"

The right foot is advanced, the left claw is used as a shield, and the right claw is hooked upwards, directly grabbing Wu Qing's chest and abdomen.

Wu Qing remained silent, twisted from left to right, turned with a single sword, walked sideways with his steps, his body was like a willow, avoiding a claw, and then he fell like a mountain, and his sword moved like a wave!
The left hand is powered by the back of the saber, and while walking, lift it together from the bottom left to the top, and the saber stops above the head.
The blade that tore through the air fluctuated and scrambled, screaming again and again, one knife fell and one knife rose, until Zhou Zhihong, who was underestimating the enemy for a while, retreated three steps in a row. emerge.

Baji boxing, lifting willow scatter yin knife, and lifting willow potential!
"drink!"

Zhou Zhihong's eyes were wide open, his claws were turned outwards, he stretched vigorously, and swung his sword.

Wu Qing sneered,

"Do you dare to receive a three-point punch with your body, and a three-point knife?"

Draw the knife and chop again.

Zhou Zhihong leaned to the left to dodge, and slashed on the ground with a single sword, stirring up the loess. The blood on his cheeks flew away, and he quickly sank to his elbows. Approaching Wu Qing's lower abdomen.

Wu Qing's eyes were fixed, and he leaned back to draw the knife less than an inch, then suddenly changed his force, turned the blade flat and raised the knife, unexpectedly, he easily broke free from the blockade of his right paw, he felt strange, his hands kept moving,

"Slap la la..."

The familiar clacking sound.

The upper blade was caught by the left claw.

broken!

Wu Qing subconsciously leaned back, and the sharp claws of the praying mantis flashed across her throat. Wu Qing avoided the fate of being cut and bled, but Zhou Zhihong's right claw still drew two fine streaks of blood on his neck.

Zhou Zhihong blocked Wu Qing's second strike with his left paw slanted down, his right paw slanted up, and his claws crossed, and Wu Qing's throat was almost cut off.The moves can be called treacherous.

Praying mantis claws, grinding elbows!
Not only that, Wu Qing pulled out the single knife with the force of leaning back, followed by a stabbing knife, but there was only a "ding", and it stopped when it hit a hard object, which was the back of the claw of the mantis.

"What a strange weapon."

The knife was drawn back, the person retreated, Wu Qing breathed heavily like killing a wild animal, and his arms were a little weak.

Just like what Zhou Zhihong said, Wu Qing just wanted to use weapons to take risks, and his weapons were stronger than fists and feet.

Moreover, the biggest difference between weapons and fists and feet is that fists and feet are all supported by strength. If strength is not enough, ten punches are useless, and Wu Qing's body is at the level of ordinary people. Not even a star.

But with the addition of a weapon, you can die or be disabled. Compared with fists and kicks, it doesn't depend on strength so much. Whether it's very strong or three-point force, the blood will flow profusely when you cut it.But it's only relatively speaking, at least you have to have the strength to swing a knife.

Weapons are more strenuous than punching with bare hands.

Zhou Zhihong twisted her neck,

"Stop panting, panting until your lungs are full of air, I will pierce it with a claw later, blood will splash, the scene is too ugly."

Wu Qing and him, are you coming and going with me?

Zhou Zhihong thought it was just a temporary underestimation of the enemy.He still thinks Wu Qing is safe.

What answered him was the ever-enlarging blade in his eyes. He tilted his head away and raised his left paw, but the blade flew away as soon as he touched it, deflected like a jerk, and slashed inward from Zhou Zhihong's left shoulder.

Zhou Zhihong didn't rush, his right claw and left claw gathered together, like a wall of iron and steel, consuming the sharp edge of the brass mantis claw with a single sword in vain.

Wu Qing swung the knife on her wrist, but Zhou Zhihong crossed it and sealed it.

As soon as Zhou Zhihong hung it back to stab, Wu Qing set up his blade and cut again.

The single-knife and the mantis claw continued to strike amidst the fine sparks, and there were already several gaps the size of rice grains on the single-knife blade.

The candlelight on the square table was distorted by the airflow from the violent body movements of the two people. The two black shadows on the wall, one tall and one short, sometimes lengthened and sometimes shortened.
Two people, you come and go, the killing is inextricable.

Finally, Wu Qing gritted his teeth, swung his saber feignedly, tricked Zhou Zhihong into opening an empty door on his left shoulder, and slashed across.

Zhou Zhihong's left paw always followed the single blade to defend, and this time was no exception. Seeing Wu Qing's attack, he immediately crossed over his left shoulder.

This time, Wu Qing didn't make a real cut, and Xu Feng drew the knife on the surface of the left claw and wiped it inwardly.

opportunity!

Zhou Zhihong's eyes lit up, and he took a sudden step, his left paw climbed towards the blade, and his right paw rushed towards Wu Qing's defenseless chest.

Unexpectedly, Wu Qing completely disregarded the right claw that was rushing towards his chest, turned his wrist, and wiped half of the single sword. Suddenly, with a blow, he lifted Zhou Zhihong's defensive left claw, and the sword slashed down like this.

Live for life!

In Ti Liu San Yin Knife, Wu Qing used the unrestrained and unrestrained Jiaolong turning around, which was extremely vicious.

Zhou Zhihong, who was rushing forward, was so frightened that his soul was dying. How could he die here, but with this unknown person!He was terrified in his heart, and he drew back and flew back, avoiding the single knife that was slashing at his neck.

A streak of scarlet blood burst and flew.

The knife still left a long gash on his arm.

He had already guessed Wu Qing's posture with the knife, but it was still too sudden.

Zhou Zhihong clutched his shoulders, surprised and embarrassed,

"Your life is only worth a sword?"

Wu Qing was silent for a moment, then grinned,
"It's more than that, but if you want to stay with aboriginals like you for a lifetime, you might as well die. I also want to go to Jacky Cheung's concert."

Zhou Zhihong didn't know who Zhang Xueyou was, and he didn't want to know. He only knew that Wu Qing's funny tone exuded a strong murderous intent, as if it was real. He fell silent for a while, glanced at the door blocked by Wu Qing, and said full of unbelievable,

"Perpetually dying?"

"Give me the Nine Shou Sword?" Wu Qing asked back.

Zhou Zhihong returned a sarcastic smile.

It seems impossible for Zhou Zhihong to surrender Jiu Shoujian on his own initiative.

Wu Qing shook his head,

"It's not endless death, it's you who live and die!"

Thinking about it, there seems to be no difference.

The faces of his family members flashed in Wu Qing's mind.He must find Jiu Shoujian and go back!must!
Under the resolute thought, Wu Qing looked crazy, and flew forward to strike again.

(End of this chapter)