Smelting and Exploding the Heavens

Chapter 54
There is a sense of grief, indignation and unyielding in the music.

Jin Jingjing retreated to distance himself, looked at Chu Ji, nodded slightly, "Hatsuhime, I understand!"

Then he changed his hand to hold the knife and fixed his eyes on Fan Zhuoyuan. This time, he seemed to have some kind of determination.

Fan Zhuoyuan looked at the opponent's knife-holding posture and footwork, and remembered the monk he killed that day.

"Who are you who reads Ami Ciyin?"

Jing Jingren said: "It is the teacher of the family, but it is no longer the case."

After speaking, he lifted the knife forward, and the knife rolled horizontally, and the snowflakes in the sky turned into spirals and rolled into the blade.

Before the saber strike fell, a layer of goosebumps appeared on Fan Zhuoyuan's skin, which was a reaction of extreme vigilance!

The opponent's knife is very sure that it can cut through the body's defense!

That is a knife that combines the three of essence, energy and spirit into one, and belongs to the nature of heaven and earth!

No trace, no trace, just like a dead line, coming from the middle!

The snowflakes collapsed and flew backwards, and the heavy snow falling like goose feathers unexpectedly flew upside down into the sky in a short period of time.

One-knife technique-Duan Lan!
This was the saber movement that Nian Ami Ciyin stepped on Fan Zhuoyuan's leg and failed to slash. Now in the hands of Jingjing Jin, the killing power revealed is not inferior to the last Wu Nian slash that Ciyin made back then!
However, that slash failed to really hurt Fan Zhuoyuan, so how could such a slash make him afraid?

Before the death line was approaching, a side kick had already been kicked out, and the death line cut to Fan Zhuoyuan's elbow and shoulder at the same time, and the two points of force easily dispersed the force of the knife that was enough to break the waves.

The price is nothing more than a broken skin in the middle of the knife.

As for the side kick, the kinetic energy of the body and the strength of the whole body's muscles exploded, not to mention the physical body, even if the steel is a pillar, it must be bent.

Jingjing Ren's body folded and flew out, Fan Wenhu and Yuxi Timur who were watching smiled and nodded, thinking that Jingjing Ren had been severely injured.

But the Tibetan monk on the side said: "Flying too far, the power has been actively dispelled, the assassin has hidden some not simple secrets."

Jin Jingjing, who was kicked flying, quickly turned up from the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and suffered some injuries, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

Seeing that the sandbag could be carried, Fan Zhuoyuan's eyes were filled with excitement, and he rushed over immediately, every step on the ground caused the bluestone bricks to shatter.

After getting close, all kinds of simple but violent blows such as sweeping kicks, swinging punches, jabs, heavy punches, knee bumps, and elbow strikes followed one after another.

Under the combined blow of a violent hurricane, the goose feather flying snow was torn apart by the irregular dance of the strong wind. It didn't have any aesthetic feeling, but it could make people feel the horror of this attack.

The Tibetan monk exclaimed: "The major general's fist and foot kung fu only emphasizes the skill of force, not the skill of technique.

Concise and direct, suppressing with rhythm instead of virtual and real changes, the tactical thinking is also unique.

It is completely different from the various schools of martial arts in the Central Plains, but I don't know which master I studied under. "

Fan Wenhu smiled and said: "This is what Quanzi has been thinking about since he was a child. In addition, he is also proficient in wrestling and ground joint skills."

The Tibetan monk frowned slightly, and Yuxi Timur asked beside him, "What does the master think is wrong?"

"No, I just feel that these punches and kicks seem to be crude and reckless, but they are actually excellent in foreign techniques.

That punch, one kick, one elbow and one knee, not only requires a lot of practice for each move, but also requires excellent coordination and sense of distance when used in combination.

External hard skills such as iron sand palm and eagle claw skills are limited to a single technique if they are not assisted by internal force.

Compared with the smooth and lethal combination of punches and kicks of the major general, it is not as good. "

At this time, after listening to the Tibetan monk's explanation, everyone knew that Fan Zhuoyuan's seemingly simple and straightforward fighting skills were actually not simple at all.

Like this, it is very difficult to practice two sets of fists, elbows and knees with each breath, without any gaps in between, and can continue to maintain the force of the heavy blow.

Jing Jingren was beaten back steadily, facing Fan Zhuoyuan's berserk attack, he could only retreat as far as possible to dodge, and if he couldn't dodge, he could only block with a knife.

But if you block it a few times, the tiger's mouth will be sore and numb.

Occasional counterattacks, because it was difficult to accumulate strength, could not effectively kill Fan Zhuoyuan's King Kong body, and it was even difficult to stop him for two steps.

And once there was an opening under the pressure, Fan Zhuoyuan stepped forward and hit him with a series of combined blows. Hitoshi Kagami was punched twice, and was beaten into the attic.

With the golden wheel in his hand, the Tibetan monk stretched out his arms, making everyone retreat.

"This assassin is not easy, everyone be careful, come behind me."

Jin Jingjing spat out two mouthfuls of blood, leaned on the knife and fell to the ground, barely standing still.

Fan Zhuoyuan nodded slightly, "It's actually better than your master to be able to dissipate the force of my fists and feet by temporarily retreating the trembling muscles.

But in this way, if you concentrate your whole mind on defense, you will no longer be able to swing the knife that can hurt me, and the defeat will be hard to change. "

Jin Jingjing was panting heavily, and the place where he was hit was in pain, but because he could still feel the pain, it meant that the injury to his muscles and bones was really not serious, and he could completely suppress it with perseverance.

Fan Zhuoyuan said: "Why don't you use the knife that Master Ni made last, didn't he teach you?"

Jin Jingjing couldn't help but smiled wryly, and looked at Chu Ji. With concern, he would never be able to achieve the state of no-mind, and naturally he would not be able to swing the sword of no-mind.

At this moment, the sound of the zither stopped, and Hatsuhime looked at Jin Jingjing who stopped in front of her with a smile.

"Mr. Jingjing, at the market outside Kyoto, Master Ciyin had already told me everything."

Jin Jingjing said in astonishment, "What did he say?"

"He said that you want to kill this evil ghost, but if you want to kill this evil ghost, you need to learn the Wunian sword.

To swing such a thoughtless knife, one must have no worries. "

Jin Jingjing's expression changed, "Hatsuhime, that's old monk talking nonsense!"

Chu Ji smiled sadly: "If you learn such a knife, even if you can't kill him, you will definitely be able to leave here alive."

Fan Zhuoyuan took a step forward, Jing Jingren turned his head vigilantly, and said, "I will take you with me, no matter what you have encountered, I will never hold you back."

At this time, Chu Ji gradually lowered her head, and everyone could faintly smell a bloody smell.

Fan Zhuoyuan and Jing Jingren looked in surprise at the same time, and saw that the floor where Chu Ji was kneeling was already covered with blood.

Jing Jingren rushed up in horror, Fan Zhuoyuan took a step, then stopped, looking at them silently.

It turned out that just when the sound of the zither stopped, she had already pulled out the dagger and stabbed herself in the abdomen.

The onlookers were all moved by this scene and fell into a brief silence.

"Hatsuhime! Why is this!"

Looking at the woman in his arms, Jin Jingjing's whole body was shaking violently, and he pressed her wound, but he couldn't stop the blood loss.

Chu Ji smiled and said, "Mr. Jingjing, in fact, I can already understand some Chinese.

I am still innocent. After he took me back to the military camp, he sent me to the civilian camp and met my father. "

Jin Jingjing was stunned for a moment, Chu Ji frowned slightly, and her face became even paler.

"Then why don't you go back with your father..."

Chu Ji smiled and said: "You know, I don't want to marry anyone else, I just want to marry you... I know you will definitely come, so I came back here again.

Mr. Jingjing must have seen me, that's why he couldn't perform the knife taught by Master Ciyin.

Hatsuhime is fortunate to be Mr. Jingjing's care, and I hope that from now on, you can realize your wish without any worries. "

(End of this chapter)