This type of blade technique was very similar to the saber techniques of the Big Saber Squad, just that this man was using it in reverse. The Big Saber Squad used the back of their blade facing upwards, before slashing downwards, but this man used the back of his blade facing downwards, slashing downwards before slashing upwards.
"Dang …." The sound of the blade hitting the edge of the blade could be heard. Zhang Xiaoqiang was shocked, the sound was not right.
Gradually, the two of them reached the side of the simple house. In front of the simple house, there was a young man who had been stripped naked, tied to a large log. His head was drooping, and it was unknown if he was dead or alive.
Everyone stood far away, watching the two of them fight with cold weapons. Everyone, including the 12 members of Zhang Xiaoqiang and the hundred plus men of the man, stood at a corner and watched. Zhang Xiaoqiang's men could not interfere, but what about the man's men?
No one knew.
Following the movements of his hands, his blade became faster and faster. The sound of the blade clashing against the Jing Wei Sword changed from scattered to continuous syllables like a typewriter.
He did not like this feeling, he wanted to be in control of everything. Ever since he obtained the ability, he thought of himself as a god, and all humans and zombies should bow down to him.
Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the blade that landed beside him was facing downwards, and the blade was facing upwards. The man had completed two actions in one move.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know what Guo Fei was doing, but he still had to face the man's frenzied slashes. The two of them unknowingly moved to the side of the log, and behind the man was Guo Fei, who was tied up. Guo Fei suddenly raised his head to look at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and then shifted his gaze to the blazing fire.
Today, Zhang Xiaoqiang's Jing Wei Sword continuously slashed against the man's blade, and the metallic sound of the blade clashing had long been imprinted in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart. However, this sound was different from the previous ones, and Zhang Xiaoqiang subconsciously took half a step back, and glanced at it.
In the blink of an eye, the man's blade had already reached Zhang Xiaoqiang's abdomen.
Neither of them used any moves. They just kept swinging their weapons and colliding with each other. They were competing in speed, ruthlessness, and strength.
The man was very confident in the sharpness of his longsword. In his opinion, Zhang Xiaoqiang would be cut open even if he was wearing a bulletproof vest. However, he did not expect Zhang Xiaoqiang to sit up and still have the strength to fight back. Looking at the longsword flying towards him, he crouched down to dodge it. When he straightened up, Zhang Xiaoqiang also climbed up from the ground.
The battle between the two was very intense. The crowd watching from afar couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. They weren't like the movies and TV dramas in the past, where you split Mount Hua and I spread the wings of a white crane.
All of the members raised their Type-81 Rifles and aimed at the man, preparing to open fire. In the end, no gunshots were fired. Just as the man was about to charge forward and stab Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly sat up. The Jing Wei Sword in his hands flew out and flipped in the air towards the man.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, this unlucky fellow was the crazy Guo Fei. However, he was currently in deep water with the mysterious man, and did not have the time to care about Guo Fei's life or death. When he blocked the man's barrage of attacks and wanted to wave his sword to counterattack, he saw Guo Fei, who had his head lowered, slowly drawing circles on the ground with his toes.
"Shit …."
The man was the main attacker, while Zhang Xiaoqiang was the main defender. He knew that his speed could not compare to the man in front of him, and his only advantage was his strength. Zhang Xiaoqiang's speed was barely able to keep up with the swing of his blade. The man's blade attacks were like a torrential storm, and Zhang Xiaoqiang's defense was impenetrable. No matter what angle the man's blade slashed at, Zhang Xiaoqiang would be able to dodge it immediately.
Ever since he obtained this ability, he had never lost a single strand of hair. Even when Zhang Xiaoqiang brought his men to shoot at him, he was able to dodge them all. Thus, he was not afraid of the large caliber pistol in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands, because he only needed to pay attention to Zhang Xiaoqiang's pistol.
As he slashed at the man like a torrential storm, the streaks of silver and white joined together to form a bright, reflective light, dazzling everyone's eyes and making them dizzy.
As time passed, the sky began to brighten, and the two men's stamina was almost at its limit. The man's blade was still like a river that poured down endlessly, but the sword in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand was like a reef in the river. No matter how fast the enemy's momentum was, he could block it and separate it, but he himself did not move. As they moved, the two of them kept changing their angles.
A gun flame brighter than the bonfire ignited beside Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand. As the gun moved, bullets flew towards the man. The man slowly retreated, changing his position as he moved. At the seventh shot, he dodged the last bullet.
In everyone's eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang was slashed diagonally at his lower abdomen by the man's knife. The knife was so powerful that Zhang Xiaoqiang was directly sent flying by the man's knife.
The danger that Zhang Xiaoqiang constantly emitted from his body made him feel uneasy. When Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his pistol, all the uneasiness disappeared, and the feeling of controlling danger returned. This familiar feeling intoxicated him.
He dodged the gun and prepared to continue his attack that was interrupted just now, but three flashing triangles flew over again, nailing his cheek and chest.
"Bang, bang …"
When Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was wielding a long sword, fought with him, the feeling of danger never stopped. That kind of danger was a hidden danger. It was like a thousand-pound boulder hanging over your head, and you never knew when that boulder would fall.
In his eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang with a gun was far less threatening than Zhang Xiaoqiang with a sword. Other than the ability to double his speed, he also had another ability that no one knew about, danger prediction. He could always feel where the danger was coming from. The prediction time was not long, only a few seconds, but it was this short few seconds, coupled with his extraordinary speed, that made him immortal. It was his capital to survive.
Just as the man was about to charge, a silver pistol that flashed under the illumination of the fire flew towards him. The man found it funny. He thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang had exhausted all his tricks, and he was too lazy to even use his long sword to block the pistol that was flying towards him.
The two triangles were blocked by the long sword, and his upper body suddenly tilted backwards, dodging the triangles that were aimed at his face. Before he could get up, he exerted strength in his legs again and leaped backwards.
The long sword in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand had already been thrown away, and now he was holding the silver Desert Eagle in his hand. The large aperture muzzle was aimed straight at the man. The man looked at the Desert Eagle in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand, and the smile and mockery that had disappeared from the corner of his mouth returned.
The mysterious man was the main attacker, and his speed was extremely fast. The long sword in his hand flowed like water, pouring down on Zhang Xiaoqiang without a moment's pause. Cheng Liang's blade left streaks of white light under the illumination of the fire.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was slightly taken aback by Guo Fei's signal, but the man took the opportunity to turn the hilt of his sword and slashed at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Seeing the blade coming at him, Zhang Xiaoqiang subconsciously used his long sword to slash to the side.
"Ding …"
Not long after his body was in the air, another three triangles pierced through the place where he was just standing. His body was still in the air, and just as he was about to twist his waist to land on the ground, a sudden sense of danger appeared in his heart.