One thousand and eighty-nine: The sword is broken! People die?
He drew his stick, raised his arm, opened the edge of the sword, and kicked the stick. The strong force immediately made Yan Wang's shoulders numb, and his sword style was deformed, forcing him to retreat.
"I remembered." Yan Wan suddenly revealed his understanding: "Zhao Xing, I have seen this look on his face before. What is your relationship with him?"
Zhao Xing said coldly: "Oh? Do you have no other enemies besides Zhao Xing?"
"Yes, there are many enemies."
Yan Wang nodded calmly, but then added: "...but they are all dead."
"Then I will crawl out of hell to seek revenge on you."
The long stick was wrapped around his waist and swung in the air, like a silver python that was moving endlessly. He suddenly clasped the end of the steel pipe with his left hand, raised his arm and shook, the long stick suddenly changed from movement to stillness, and a little cold light arrived first!
Yan Wan was not an idiot, so he couldn't take a thrust with such force. The long sword was cleverly moved sideways by him, and the sword spine touched the long stick like a dragonfly touching water. The man was already retreating step by step. Let go of this terrible shot.
That's right, one shot.
Yan Wan discovered just now that although this guy was holding a steel pipe, he used it in various ways: piercing, piercing, looping, and dotting.
He learned marksmanship, not stick skills.
Because the stick technique is mainly used for smashing, sweeping, splitting, etc., each move is very powerful. The gun method is relatively more dexterous.
Boom!
Zhao Xing poked a depression on the surface of the cement pillar. The white ash peeled off, and when he waved the long stick, it instantly scattered into Yan Wan's eyes.
The long sword trembled slightly, and in just a short moment, Yan Wan leaned back to avoid it. He held the sword in both hands, exerted all his strength, and struck the steel pipe seven or eight times...
How could a small body like Zhao Xing be able to withstand such a violent blow? The steel pipe buzzed and trembled in his hands, and his hands were even more sore and numb.
He reacted quickly in his desperation, used his strength to spin around, clamped the steel pipe in his arms, turned around and stabbed back suddenly, and made a carbine move.
A sudden stroke of genius made Yan Wang retreat in fear, standing three meters away and staring at Zhao Xing, and carefully chose to wait and see.
This actually made Zhao Xing relieved, and within this time, he recovered his hands.
Although the tiger's mouth holding the steel pipe has cracked and the forearm is still a little sore, it is still much better than before.
"You are Zhao Xing."
Suddenly, a light flashed in Yan Huan's eyes.
He laughed loudly: "Even if you change your face, your little moves are still the same.
I'm afraid you don't even know it, but once you get nervous, your left heel will unconsciously lift up a little. After all these years, you still haven't changed. "
"You have a really good memory. You've done so many bad things, but you still have time to remember them." Zhao Xing didn't mind delaying his recovery a little longer.
"no no……"
Yan Huan shook his head and looked at him funny: "You value yourself too much. If Xingzai hadn't insisted on taking revenge on you, I would have ignored you long ago. You are just an insignificant ant to me.
To make you so miserable, I can only say that you are unlucky. If I had met Nie Yuanfang's wife at that time, maybe Qin Xue would have married you.
If you had not approached Li Guangyuan, or had changed his information file to be more reasonable, I would not have suspected him, nor would I have thought of using Qin Xue to test him.
So in the final analysis, have you discovered that all this is your own fault?
If you weren't an undercover agent, you wouldn't have been exposed by me, you wouldn't have provoked Xingzai's revenge, you wouldn't have hated me, and then you would have gone to Li Guangyuan.
Without Li Guangyuan lurking, the Qin Xue incident would not have happened, and you would not be in this situation now. The culprit of all this is not me, not Xingzi, but your contact person, Nie Yuanfang. "
When Zhao Xing heard this, his heart trembled.
Then..., he raised the steel pipe and whipped it towards Yan Wan's head. "Confusing right and wrong, stirring up trouble, no matter what, the murderer is you, you can never deny this."
"..."
Yan Wang shrugged, disappointment flashing in his eyes.
Only then did he realize that he was really not the protagonist.
Otherwise, such a well-founded and thorough analysis can make the opponent surrender, kneel down and beg for mercy, and then hug his thighs and cry bitterly, saying that he must live or die as his little brother.
The two fought again, but Yan Wan was really disgusting. He mentioned Qin Xue from time to time and exposed Zhao Xing's scars. I want to use this to make Zhao Xing lose his cool and find a chance to end it all.
"Wasn't your hand disabled before? Why is it healed now?"
"Tsk, tsk, your fiancée has been doing well with Li Guangyuan these years, and she's even pregnant."
"It is said that she still keeps the engagement ring you gave her. Oh my, what's the meaning here?"
Finally, Zhao Xing became as angry as he wanted and exploded.
"Ah ah... Yan Wan, I want you to die...!"
His eyes were red, his face was as ferocious as a ghost, and he was going crazy. The strength that came out of nowhere suddenly overpowered Yan Wan and put him at a disadvantage.
Yan Wan frowned, raised the corners of his mouth without revealing any trace, and calmly stabilized the situation. It seemed like we were at a disadvantage, but nothing happened at all. We were proceeding steadily, advancing and retreating well-founded.
Suddenly, the swords and sticks met, and Yan Wan clearly felt that the opponent's strength was not as strong as before.
He knew in his heart that the opportunity had come, and when he found a gap, he swung his sword in vain and knocked the steel pipe away. People were like meteors chasing the moon, like swallows returning to their nests, and the sword was delivered like lightning.
Zhao Xing was furious, but under this cold edge, it was like being poured down by a basin of cold water, and his whole person calmed down instantly.
His pupils shrank rapidly, and his body instinctively stepped back. At the same time, he used the strength of his hands to forcefully withdraw the steel pipe, put it on his shoulders, swept it around, and accurately struck the middle of the long sword in Yan Wan's hand.
It's also...a dent made by a bullet before.
Dang clang...
The sticks and swords met in a crisp metallic sound.
Yan Wan's long sword was completely broken, and half of the sword was spinning, slantingly grazing Zhao Xing's arm and shooting out, piercing deeply into the concrete pillar.
"Damn"
Yan Huan's expression changed drastically. He looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com without thinking. With a flick of his wrist, he directly used the remaining half as a hidden weapon and threw it at Zhao Xing's neck.
"Hahaha, Yan Wan, you are dead."
On the contrary, Zhao Xing was overjoyed. He raised his head and lowered his waist to avoid the attack of the half sword. The carp jumped up and then shot out the spear like a dragon.
Even though Yan Wang was decisive, he was still almost pierced by this stab.
If he hadn't reacted quickly and instinctively rolled his body to the side, he might have turned into a skewer of meat by now.
Holding up his hands, Yan Wang borrowed some strength from the cement pillar, jumped to the roof of the car, rolled over and landed, rolling to the side of Xingzai's body.
"Xingzi, I hope you can help me in the spirit of heaven."
Yan Huan looked at Zhao Xing, who was rushing toward him not far away, and kept groping for Xingzi's body with his hands. He kept mumbling in his mouth.
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