MTL - Death Sutra-Chapter 32 one move

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Yang Yuanshuai is really very old. He doesn't need much deep understanding and wisdom. He can also explore the world and see the red dust. He moved from the Central Plains to the Western Regions many years ago to hide. The result is that he can't get rid of it. Commitment comes.

His younger brother, Yang Lan, died under Jinpeng's killer knife. He had to take revenge. He had to cut off his family and he had to avenge his death. He had to take revenge.

He learned from Gu Jia, it is time to go back.

He spent a long time looking for help, but in the Western Region, no one is willing to do the right thing with the One-Step King. He has to single-handedly challenge him. If he waits, his life will not be able to ignite.

Because he threatened to open a killing in Saitama City, the monks of Sijialan agreed to send him up the mountain, but only went up the mountain, could not enter Jinpengbao, he saved a killing, stood in front of Jinpengbao, waited for a long time. Did not see the one-step king, just waiting for a group of black-handed killers, and a group of ignorant teenagers in the distance.

"How many people like you want to kill, so that the one-step king can go out in person?"

Yang Yuanshuai asked, the voice looked old and exhausted, which made a lot of arrogance and disdainful inquiry eclipsed.

"You are not qualified to see the king." The killer Ye Sheng is a knife in his hand, and his face is despised. He has always been this attitude towards the so-called martial arts.

"I am not qualified to see him, or are you not qualified to answer my question?" Yang Yuanshuai's words are still aggressive, but the voice is still weak, like a timid old man reciting what others have taught him.

The voice has not fallen, the two have already played against each other, and Yang Yuanshuai just wants to distract the opponent's attention and does not care about the answer.

The speed of Yang Yuanshuai is inversely proportional to his old voice. The figures are intertwined. The teenagers in the distance can't even tell the difference. It is a lot of people who have not seen anything in the end. The fight is over.

The masters have been very short-lived. Gu Shen has already learned this, but this fight is too short. He has no time to worry about Yang Yuanshuai. The tall old man has returned to his place and coughed twice. It seems that there is no more. The second move of strength.

The killer Ye Sheng held a narrow knife in his right hand and had already dropped half the height. The blade was probably stopped by Yang Yuanshuai’s scalp. The left hand’s posture was even more strange. He was not a fist, but he seemed to want to pop something, and he changed his mind halfway. But did not close in time.

The fighting scene is not intense at all. The teenagers are jealous of each other and want to get answers from others: have they played or not? Lost or won?

After a while, the answer appeared on his own, and the killer Ye Sheng crashed down and his posture remained unchanged. Obviously he was already dead.

An old man killed a Jinpeng killer with bare hands, and only used one trick. The confidence of the teenagers was hit hard and they couldn’t get excited anymore. Shangguanfei whispered: "Stupid, why are you alone?"

Shangguan was so frowning that he looked at the rain on the side of Shangguan. Usually, the cousin gave her an answer. This time she was disappointed. She was also confused when she was in the rain.

The teenagers of Jinpengbao have been used to the legend of the killer since childhood, and it is difficult to accept the reality that the killer is vulnerable.

When everyone’s mood is low, it’s the moment when Gu Shen’s heart beats almost the chest. He really wants to stand up and proudly say to everyone: “Hey, that’s the reason for my family’s learning and strength.”

Although he didn't understand it at the time, he thought it was clear at this time. Yang Yuanshuai must practice the harmony and strength, and his skill is quite deep.

Gu Lun once explained to the younger son the characteristics of his family's internal strength. The general internal strength is just fierce. The opponent can't bear the necessity to step back, or the feminine, and the invisible enemy often ends up after a short period of time. Hehe Jinyinyang and repair, slow progress in practice, but also has the length of the family, Yang Jin can stand the enemy, Yin Jin can resolve the power of anti-seismic, the enemy does not move, more force.

Gu Lun personally demonstrated the wooden pile as the object, purely hit with yang, the pile is smashed, the piece is splashed, the attack is pure with yin, the wooden pile does not move, the tree veins are broken after the opening, the yin and yang are used together. The pegs shattered but did not splash, and the pieces all fell in the same place.

Gu Shenwei only watched the excitement at the time, clap his hands and sigh, but did not take it seriously. At this time, it was both sad and proud to think of it. This is the harmony of the family!

Bright and straight than the test martial arts, Jinpeng killer is not an opponent, and he, already familiar with all the martial arts text, one day sooner or later will be as powerful as Yang Yuanshuai.

The black-handed killers in front of them were indifferent. They were used to life and death. They were not as frustrated as the young people who were not deeply involved. They also stood up to the three killers, pulled out the narrow knife and pushed the enemy from three directions.

Yang Yuanshuai turned a blind eye to the danger, turned and picked up a single knife from the weapon rack, and later showed the enemy.

The left-most killer couldn't stand the "temptation", and the steps took a little faster, so the three-person formation, which had been neatly aligned, appeared slightly scattered.

The flaws are fleeting, and a black-handed killer in the battle is just about to remind him that Yang Yuanshuai has seized this opportunity and pulled out the knife. After a step, the backhand inserts the knife into the lower abdomen of the enemy on the left.

The remaining two killers made the second mistake and changed the way forward to take the opportunity to attack.

Yang Yuanshuai entered the enemy with a single knife and immediately jumped forward and returned to the original position, not only avoiding the two killers, but also on the flanks of the right enemy.

The two turned into an enemy against the enemy. Although the time was short enough for the teenagers to squint at the distance, it was enough for Yang Yuanshuai to kill another person.

One after another, the third killer found that he was left alone, he hesitated, the enemy in front of the knife, and behind him a row of companions at any time, if...

He only thought of this, in the moment of his heart and soul, Death has already held him in his hand.

In a moment, Yang Yuanshuai killed three people. His body suddenly increased several times. However, once the enemy fell, he became a pale old man. The knife seemed to be stubborn.

The teenagers who watched the battle began to become restless, which is not the scene of the Jinpeng killer they imagined to win.

Gu Shenwei was a bit timid, and Yang Yuanshuai’s every move was a practical and practical method. The usage was quite different from that he had learned from elementary school. Yang Yuanshuai seems to be... no usage, completely based on the enemy. For a moment of negligence and loophole attack, the forehand knife can temporarily become a backhand, and the right hand turns to the left, even those who are most familiar with the family knife can't prevent it.

The martial arts that Yang Yuanshuai, who he had never heard of, was actually much stronger than his father, Gu Lun.

Gu Shen’s thoughts on the killing of the enemy’s pieces were carefully carried out in his mind. Not only did he martial arts, but he also had a new understanding of all the martial arts he had studied in the past few months.

The black killer in front is out of five people. Yang Yuanshuai is behind two monks and stone beams. The attackers can only be surrounded by semi-circles. The five people do not affect the limits of play. One more person will only get in the way. The killers will Clear two Chu.

The five killers moved slowly, and every step was cautious, as if the enemy was within easy reach. Even if Yang Yuanshuai turned again and calmly put down the single-handed and picked up the rifle, no one was arrogant. They have already accepted the lesson. .

When Gu Shenwei’s master, Yang Lan, was in a correct posture with a gun, he was always waiting. His brother Yang Yuanshuai was different. He was stunned and held his right hand, like an old man holding a long crutches.

Now, no one despise the old man and the weapons in his hands.

The steps of the five killers are getting slower and slower. There are still seven or eight steps away from Yang Yuanshuai. At the same time, they stop at the same time. They are on the edge of the range of long-range gun attacks, either at full speed for life or death, or waiting for the enemy to take the initiative. One person, others are tempted to attack them, and in short, they cannot be short-term.

The snow in the sky didn't know when to stop landing, but no one noticed that everyone was holding their breath, especially the teenagers at the gate. The strongest of them, compared with the real masters, would It’s just a few flowers and fists, but at this moment, even those who can’t get rid of martial arts feel the murderousness.

It’s just that they can’t tell who the murderer came from, Yang Yangshuai, who was armed with guns, or the five muscle-struck killers.

If the enemy does not take the initiative to reveal flaws, the real master has the ability to create flaws. The words that the father said have emerged in Gu Shen’s mind. These are all that he did not take it seriously in the past. I did not expect that it would have been branded in my heart.

Yang Yuanshuai learned that Gu's family martial arts, the details are different from Gu Lun, the tactics are exactly the same, and he is a real master.

Without any warning before, Yang Yuanshuai slammed his drink and his voice was deep and profound. It was like a few heroes, and the teenagers who were watching from the distance only felt the whole body tremble, and the sound in his ears did not go long.

Among the five killers, one of the weakest ones was flustered, and the body seemed to be dragged by tremendous power, and they could not help but take a half step forward.

The flaws have already appeared.

The pistol pierced like a lightning bolt.

Gu Shi’s old servant, Yang Lan, used a gun like a rigorous master craftsman. Every shot has an eye, and people can see clearly and have nowhere to hide. The same poke, in the hands of Yang Yuanshuai, is opposite, such as ghosts. Such as the dragon, erratic and unpredictable, can not resist.

One shot, two shots...

The guns were killed, and the five shots were like a shot. In the twinkling of an eye, Yang Yuanshuai had already taken the gun back to his position and panted. It seemed that this simple trick had exhausted all his strength.

In the eyes of outsiders, the old man may be deliberately pretending to deceive the enemy. Gu Shenwei knows that Yang Yuanshuai’s fatigue is real. Yang Hao urged him to practice the shooting method and reminded him numerous times: if each stamp cannot make 80% The above force, this stamp is even white.

Yang Hao worked hard for many years, and he was not poked every day. After every five or six pokes, he had to take a break to continue. Yang Yuanshuai successively fought in three battles. Although they were all enemies, the skill had already lost a lot.

But other people don't know this. Yang Lanshuai, who is old after the murder, is already an insurmountable mountain in their eyes. There are still more than a dozen black-handed killers, but they have lost their fighting spirit.

Yang Yuanshuai calmed down his breath and looked up. Like a stubborn old gentleman who was not educated in his education, he slowly said:

"If you want to kill, you have to have a real killing."

This is where the problem lies. The killers have already lost their heart. Jinpengbao wants to save the defeat and must send even more powerful characters.