Volume 1: This is a world that speaks with weapons Chapter 78: Former Left Cavalry Captain - Jianma
This time, the scene of the Tower of Transcendence is in the yellow sand desert.
Qi Ji looked around. Apart from the civil structure house in front of him, there was nothing else.
I guess the target this time is in the wooden house in front of us.
“6…8,9!”
After a while, the child's voice counted to 9, and the sound of swords and spears clashing coming from the wooden house suddenly disappeared.
There were faint sounds of conversation coming from the cabin.
Just when Qi Ji didn't want to wait any longer and was about to take the initiative to go in.
With a snap.
The wooden door of the house was suddenly pushed open.
Two figures, one tall and one short, appeared.
Qi Ji looked carefully and saw that it was a tall and strong man and a little kid.
The little kid is small and round, about three or four years old, and has no obvious features except that he looks cute.
The man was about the same height as Qi Ji. He was wearing a black cloth robe, a black cloak, and a dark yellow hat. He lowered his head slightly, revealing half of his face covered with a sparse beard. There were obvious scars on his chin and face. He looked wild but had a unique charm.
On his left hand was a rolled-up white cloth bag, with an object sticking out from the top of the bag that looked like the handle of a sword.
The bright cursor unique to the Tower of Transcendence flashed above this person's head, telling Qi Ji that this was the target this time.
"Jianma, there's another person outside!" The little kid pulled the man and pointed at Qi Ji.
The man called Jianma raised his head and looked at Qi Ji with a half-smile: "Who are you?"
Qi Ji hesitated for a moment and said softly, "I am an unknown junior."
Jianma smiled cheerfully: "What do you want from me?"
Qi Ji looked at Douding beside Jianma and remained silent.
Jianma understood immediately, lowered his head and touched the child's head: "Go, hide aside."
Douding laughed, ran to the side, and covered his eyes: "How many times this time?"
"This time... no need to count."
Jianma loosened his grip, moved the knife bag on his back in front of him, and gently pulled out a straight-bladed long knife with a round metal ball weight on the end.
Then he stood up tall, holding a knife, and looked at Qi Ji silently.
…
"Do you have any more knives? Lend me one." Qi Ji's face turned red when he asked this question, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Haha! Interesting!" Jianma was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, casually pulled out another knife from the bag in front of him, and threw it at Qi Ji: "I am the former left cavalry captain, code name - Jianma!"
Qi Ji raised his hand and swiftly caught the knife, then drew the knife out of its sheath. It turned out to be a familiar ring-handled knife.
"Good knife!" He couldn't help but praise it.
"I am a foreigner, Qi Ji!"
The two men stopped talking and stared at each other with knives in hand.
The strong wind blew up the yellow sand, making Jianma's cloak rustle.
The atmosphere became increasingly solemn.
"Has it started?" The little boy covered his eyes for a long time and couldn't hear any sound, so he couldn't help but ask.
The boy's clear voice sounded like an order.
Cool!
The next moment, two men rushed out !
clang!
The two knives collided!
The blades collided, and the two swordsmen competed with each other in their first fight!
"More powerful than Battousai, but not as powerful as me!"
Qi Ji felt the force from the opponent's knife and immediately estimated his opponent's strength.
The next second, Jianma suddenly swung his sword and retreated, causing Qi Ji, who was about to suppress him, to lose his target.
He tilted his head and smiled, "With this size, he has such great strength. He is not a foreigner at all."
He also grasped the hilt of the knife with his other hand, with a wild smile on his face: "I see, you are obviously an alien!"
Another stranger!
This was the second time Qi Ji heard this term, but he didn't have time to think about it now.
The Jianma on the opposite side rushed to Qi Ji, and chopped with a bow stance. His movements were wide and open. Although it was not extremely fast, it showed the power to scare away all evil spirits.
Qi Ji immediately raised his knife to block.
clang clang!
The sword, although obviously not very powerful, hit the most uncomfortable part of Qi Ji's sword, making it difficult for him to exert force.
Swish !
Jianma's second sword strike was a horizontal slash, and his neat movement produced a wonderful sword path.
Qi Ji swung his sword upright and chopped it down. The two swords intersected in a cross shape. He still felt completely suppressed. Qi Ji's sword was bounced away again.
The third strike! A sharp chop!
Qi Ji gritted his teeth and gripped the knife, the blade quickly turned back to its original position, but was hit by the opponent's slashing attack where it was weak. In an instant, the straight knife in his hand swung high!
The next blow will kill me!
The posture was broken at the first sight. Qi Ji looked at the blade that was about to chop towards him. Between life and death, an intense fear surged in his heart!
No matter how many times you die!
I will still be afraid if I should be afraid!
It was as if a string in his brain broke, Qi Ji's heart beat rapidly, his blood rushed, his muscles and bones loosened, and his nerves pulsated!
The method of nourishing the meridians is fierce!
In an instant, Qi Ji tightly grasped the swung straight knife and chopped it down suddenly. His movements were as fast as lightning, and brought about a terrible whistling sound!
Then he slashed at the opponent's sword!
Bang!
With a loud bang, the two men's swords were cut into pieces!
Jianma obviously did not expect that Qi Ji had a backup plan this time, and the tip of the sword on his head was instantly chopped down.
He immediately took a few steps back and was about to speak when suddenly, a large amount of blood burst out from his chest.
It turned out that his chest was also cut open by Qi Ji's desperate counterattack!
Qi Ji showed a ferocious smile on his face, seized the opportunity and rushed forward, launching multiple attacks with extremely fast speed in an instant!
Dragon's Nest Flash!
Despite this disadvantage, Jianma still smiled with a look of control in the face of Qi Ji's extraordinary slashing speed.
Then he rushed forward bravely, using the sword in his hand to block and counterattack continuously.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Chichi! Ding! Ding! Ding!
The two fought seven times in two seconds. Facing Qi Ji's terrifying and powerful sword, Jianma barely blocked the remaining five more deadly swords at the cost of obvious bloody marks on his arms and flanks!
He can't block my move!
Seeing that Jianma had three wounds under his fierce attack, Qi Ji had a flash of inspiration.
Then he gritted his teeth and performed Dragon Nest Flash again!
His physical fitness was excellent due to the blessing of transcendence, and it was no problem for him to perform the most physically demanding Dragon's Nest Flash twice in a row!
The frantic slashing attacks were like a gust of wind, covering Jianma's entire body.
Jianma immediately swung his sword to block. When the blades collided, his pupils shrank and a knowing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The next moment, Jianma, whose condition had become extremely bad, actually rushed forward with a knife in hand!
Dragon Nest Flash is still a fixed sword move.
But this time, facing the same move, Jian Ma instantly saw through Qi Ji's subsequent moves, and used his head vertebrae sword to block Qi Ji's quick sword five times in a row!
Then when Qi Ji launched the sixth attack, Jian Ma actually let Qi Ji's sword cut his body, and then he instantly changed his moves and stabbed Qi Ji's heart with just one blow!
Qi Ji felt a pain in his heart and instantly lost all his strength, falling limply to the ground.
"How dare someone use the same move in front of me for the second time? Just go with peace of mind..."
As Qi Ji lay dying, he seemed to hear Jian Ma's disdainful sneer.
Spirituality 90/100
