Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 23 Black Hawk Gang

Zhao Fanxing hurriedly straightened his clothes, hung the sword on his waist, got up and opened the door.

The door opened, but there was no one outside.

He walked out the door, looked left and right, but still saw no one.

Zhao Fanxing became alert, put his hand on the handle of the knife, and turned back to the house.

At this moment, a group of swordsmen suddenly jumped down from the roof, wielding big ring knives, and slashed at the top of his head.

He was well prepared, flying back and waving his long knife to resist.

"Dang, clang, clang!" The enemy's attack was completely defended by him, and he missed the target.

The swordsmen immediately surrounded Zhao Fanxing, their eyes full of murderous intent.

Zhao Fanxing asked: "Who are you?"

The swordsmen sneered and said, "We are the Black Hawk Gang, and we are here to avenge you today!"

Before the words fell, the enemy launched another attack.

A swordsman held a large ring knife tightly with both hands and struck the vital part of his head from top to bottom.

Zhao Fanxing held up the long knife with his right hand to resist, but with his left hand he used the "Vajra Prajna Palm" to slap the enemy's chest.

"Crack!" This palm sent the swordsman flying, and he fell to the ground abruptly.

Another swordsman saw this and slashed the back of his neck with a large sword.

He dodged short, dodged the attack, turned around, and slashed out with the long knife backhand.

With a flash of the knife, the enemy was immediately disembowelled.

"Bah!" Blood continued to gush out, and the swordsman died amidst the screams.

All the remaining swordsmen rushed over, swung their large ring knives, and struck at the vital points on his back and shoulders.

"The wind is coming from all directions!" Zhao Fanxing quickly waved his long knife and struck in eight directions around him.

The knife flashed, and the enemy was slashed in the throat by him one after another, and fell to the ground on his back.

Blood flowed out, staining the ground red.

But the Black Eagle Gang sent a large number of swordsmen this time. They kept jumping in from the window and surrounded the entire inn.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Fanxing retracted his saber, pulled out his long sword, and prepared to try the "thirteen deadly swords" he had just practiced.

Swordsmen came flooding in like a tide, wielding big ring knives continuously, slashing at every part of his body.

The enemy's swordsmanship is wide open and closed, the speed is not fast, but the strength is very fierce.

He immediately swung his long sword and resisted continuously.

"Clang, clang, clang!" The enemy's large ring knife had no effect at all, and he was able to defend it easily.

"Liuguang sword shadow!" Zhao Fanxing launched a counterattack, shuttled back and forth in the enemy's formation with extremely fast agility, and slashed with his long sword.

Thousands of sword lights flashed, attacking the swordsman.

The enemy hastily brandished the big ring knife to resist.

But his attack was erratic, and the swordsmen still couldn't resist, and were hit on the chest and back by the sword light.

The wounds burst open, blood spurted out, and thousands of enemies fell in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the long sword in his hand, Zhao Fanxing fully realized the power of the "thirteen deadly swords".

The remaining swordsmen were stunned and slowly backed away, with a look of horror in their eyes.

But at this moment, three men rushed out from the crowd.

They were strong, dark-skinned, wearing cowhide vests, holding lancets in their hands, jumped up and jumped around Zhao Fanxing: "Stinky boy, you killed so many of us, we will tear you to pieces !"

Seeing this, the swordsmen of the Black Hawk Gang said proudly: "The three masters of our Black Hawk Gang are here to kill you, boy, you are sure to die this time."

Before he finished speaking, the first master of the Black Eagle Gang rushed over, brandished a lancet, and slashed at his throat.

Zhao Fanxing immediately swung his sword to resist.

But at this moment, the second Black Hawk Gang master swung his lancet and slashed at his back hundreds of times.

Different from Dahuan Dao's knife technique, the enemy's knife technique is extremely fast.

Zhao Fanxing couldn't dodge in time and was about to be hit.

"Vajra breaks the law!" But he used the "Vajra Prajna Palm", waved his palms, and released a golden shock wave to the surroundings.

"Bang!" After a loud noise, the two Black Eagle gang masters were forced to fly back by his move, almost falling to the ground.

But the moment Zhao Fanxing finished using the palm technique, the third Black Eagle gang master suddenly attacked from above his head, slashing with the lancet in the air, releasing a powerful blade light.

He hastily held up his long sword to resist.

But the enemy suddenly made a feint and jumped behind him, and the lancet slashed at his vitals on the back.

"The body of a god and Buddha!" ​​Zhao Fanxing continued to use the "Vajra Prajna Palm", releasing a golden qi around his body to protect himself.

"Cang!" The Black Eagle Gang master's lancet bounced away and missed the target.

The golden energy also disappeared.

Three powerful enemies surrounded him and walked back and forth around him, looking for opportunities.

Zhao Fanxing stared at the opponent, waiting for the enemy to make a move.

The master of the Black Eagle Gang quickly lost control and brandished the lancet at the same time, striking from three directions, attacking his top of the head, shoulders and lower back.

They are very tacit, and the timing of the move is exactly the same.

Hundreds of sword lights flashed, and Zhao Fanxing was trapped in the enemy's sword net.

"A palm that lifts the sky!" But at this moment, he cast the "Vajra Prajna Palm", swung his right palm, and hit the surrounding three directions continuously, releasing three golden rays of light, just in time to deal with the enemy's attack.

The masters of the Black Eagle Gang saw that the situation was not good and hurriedly retreated.

"Boom boom boom!" The golden light blasted a big hole in the wall behind them.

"Sword out to seal the throat!" Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Fanxing used "thirteen deadly swords" to attack one of the enemies.

He transformed into a white sword light and stabbed straight at the opponent.

The master of the Black Eagle Gang jumped back in a hurry, and chopped Zhao Fanxing's sword-holding wrist with a lancet.

But he was still a step too slow, and his throat was pierced by the long sword.

Blood dripped down the blade, staining the ground red.

Zhao Fanxing pulled out the long sword stuck in the enemy's throat, and stepped back.

The master of the Black Hawk gang also fell to the ground slowly in fear and unwillingness, and died of exhaustion.

Upon seeing this, the remaining two enemies immediately struck Zhao Fanxing on the back of the neck and legs with their lancets.

"Rain of Death Swords!" He jumped high to avoid the attack, swung his sword in the air, and struck the enemy from top to bottom.

The sword light flashed and fell from the sky like raindrops.

The master of the Black Eagle Gang was unable to dodge and was hit hard.

Thousands of scars appeared on the enemy's body, and blood gushed out continuously, turning them into "blood men".

The two powerful enemies also fell to their knees in pain and died.

Seeing this, the remaining swordsmen had no intention of fighting, turned around and jumped out of the window, fleeing wildly.

Zhao Fanxing sheathed his sword, looked at the corpse on the ground, shook his head and sighed: "You said you insist on seeking revenge on me, aren't you asking for your own death?"

However, he knew very well that the Black Eagle Gang would still send experts to kill him.

Perhaps it also includes the Five Poisons.

But he was not afraid, on the contrary, he looked forward to it.

I can't stay in this inn in front of me anymore.

Li Yuran came late at this time.

Her body was also stained with blood, and she still held the sword tightly in her hand: "Brother Zhao, I was suddenly attacked by a swordsman before. Are you okay?"

Zhao Fanxing nodded: "Of course I'm fine, let's go."

Li Yuran asked: "Where are you going? Are you hiding from your enemies?"

He shook his head: "No, look for the next target."

(End of this chapter)