"You overestimate yourself." Sun Ze couldn't help but sneer, but his eyes became even colder.
What they said just now seemed to be for Teng Qingshan's sake. But in fact, they wanted to affect Teng Qingshan's will. If Teng Qingshan committed suicide, that would naturally be the best. In this way, the two of them could complete the task effortlessly. But if it was a real life and death battle, even if the two of them could kill Teng Qingshan, they would probably be injured.
"This Dolgotrov was hit by my knife, but it didn't affect him at all." Teng Qingshan glanced at the Russian man, "He and Sun Ze are both wearing black uniforms. This black uniform should have a very strong defense ability."
This Russian man was indeed hit by a flying knife when he was on the roof. But the two of them already knew that Teng Qingshan had a unique skill with flying knives. This time, the two of them wore special clothes with strong defense ability. After the flying knife pierced through the clothes, its power was already very weak. The body-crushing machine 'Dolgotrov' easily used its muscles to clamp the blade of the flying knife and squeezed it out.
"Monkey, this wolf wants to die, let's fulfill his wish." This Russian man 'Dolgotrov' spoke fluent Chinese.
"The biggest threat is the sharpshooter 'Sun Ze'. I must kill him, only then will I have a chance to live."
Teng Qing Shan suddenly lowered his body without any warning. He stomped on the ground and grabbed the ground with both of his hands. He was like a ferocious tiger coming down from the mountain. He jumped nearly ten meters and attacked Magosawa with a cannon fist.
'Sharpshooter' Sun Ze, who was standing at the entrance of the courtyard, slightly raised the corner of his mouth. His whole body moved. This movement was like a wisp of a phantom floating from the side. At the same time, the silver pistol in his hand also made a subtle, almost inaudible sound.
"Puff!" "Puff!"
The moment the opponent raised his gun, Teng Qingshan immediately twisted his body like a venomous snake, turning and leaping to the side.
In terms of the agility of the body in close combat, Ba Gua Zhang could be said to be the best among the three major Internal Martial Arts. Ba Gua Zhang was said to have the first step, second step, third step, and fourth step. The first step was the most basic step. And this Ba Gua Zhang Grandmaster Expert, Sun Ze, moved like a swimming dragon, fast as lightning, and as elegant as the wind.
The bullets from the handgun were even more cunning and ruthless.
With the agility of the Eight Trigrams Palm and the power of modern firearms, it was indeed terrifying.
My speed and agility are inferior to this Sun Ze. I can't chase after him, but he can constantly attack me. At the same time, there's also this' body-shattering machine ', Dolgotrov … If I react any slower, I'll die. I only have one chance! "Teng Qingshan understood.
"Pu." Another bullet was fired. Teng Qingshan could not dodge it in time, and the terrifying monster, Dolgotrov, also attacked from the side.
"Not good."
Teng Qingshan's abdomen instantly became as soft as cotton. The moment the bullet hit his abdomen, a powerful inner force shook out, and the force of the bullet was reduced by 70%. At the same time, his muscles shook and became as hard as steel. The bullet was stuck in his muscles and then squeezed out. Teng Qingshan himself was like an iron bridge. His hands were locked on the ground, and his whole body was like a swimming dragon flipping over the waves. He suddenly jumped to the side.
Not far away, Sun Ze revealed a cold smile.
"Haha …" The Russian man laughed and rushed towards Teng Qingshan.
"This is the time." Teng Qingshan's figure turned to the side of the peach tree in the courtyard. He held a flying knife in each of his hands, and his eyes became sad. At the same time, two flying knives flew out of his hands, each drawing a cold trajectory. They passed through the air and shot towards Sun Ze and Dolgotrov.
Magosawa sneered and shot a spear at the flying dagger.
In terms of spear techniques, Sun Ze could definitely be ranked in the top ten in the world. Shooting a flying knife with one shot was a very easy thing to do.
"Hmph ~ ~" The Russian man, Dolgotrov, let out a deep roar. His right fist, which was covered in a metal glove, suddenly smashed towards the flying knife.
Teng Qingshan's eyes were cold and deep, with a hint of sadness. The inner force that was instilled in the two flying knives was inconceivably connected to Teng Qingshan's state of mind.
"Peng!"
"Peng!"
Just when the flying knife was about to collide with the bullet, without anything touching the flying knife, the flying knife strangely broke into seven or eight pieces of iron. The trajectory of these pieces of iron changed slightly, but they still shot towards Sun Ze at an extremely fast speed. Naturally, the bullets were all empty.
"No —" Sun Ze's expression changed greatly.
He was originally less than ten meters away from Teng Qingshan. When Teng Qingshan threw the flying knife, he immediately shot. When the flying knife broke, the distance between him and Teng Qingshan was only about two meters.
Two meters away, with the speed of the flying knife fragments, such a sudden change, just when Sun Ze's nerves reacted, the flying knife fragments were already in front of his eyes.
"Pu!" "Pu!" "Pu!"
Among the flying knife fragments, three pieces directly pierced through Sun Ze's face and came out from the back of his skull.
"Uh …" There was still disbelief in Sun Ze's eyes, but then they dimmed and lost their luster. His whole body softly fell to the ground.
One of the fifty-two S-class killers in the Dark World, the expert of Eight Trigrams Palm, 'Sharpshooter' Sun Ze, was dead!
For experts of the Internal Style, the face was usually the weakest part of their defense. Unless they reached the Grandmaster Realm, their whole body would have no weak points. For example, Sun Ze, who had not reached the Grandmaster Realm, would definitely die.
"Peng." The Russian 'Dolgotrov' encountered the same danger, but his luck was much better, because he used his right fist to block the flying knife, and his left fist was habitually blocking his face. When two pieces of the broken flying knife shot towards his face, he easily blocked it with his left palm, which was wearing a boxing glove.
"You, you …" The Russian looked at his dead partner, and then looked at Teng Qingshan in shock.
Teng Qingshan's face finally showed a trace of a smile.
"Monkey, monkey …" Dolgotrov looked at Sun Ze's body, "Flying knife, how could the flying knife break?"
A flying knife broke by itself for no reason?
Teng Qingshan looked at the Russian, but his heart secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Previously, in the battle inside the Red Organization's base, he fought fiercely against many killers. Two fists could not fight against four hands, and he was about to be besieged to death. At the edge of life and death, in a desperate and gloomy state of mind, he actually discovered that under that special state of mind, under the special perception of the surrounding heaven and earth, he could actually have a strange trace of connection with the 'internal strength' in the flying knife.
With this trace of connection, he could completely control when the flying knife broke.
When a flying knife was shot, when it was close to the enemy, it suddenly broke into a few pieces of broken iron, how could he react in time? For example, this Sun Ze, in a short distance of two meters, simply could not react at all, and his head was shot through.
An absolute killing move!
Although Teng Qingshan did not understand, under that kind of state of mind, how could there be a trace of connection with the 'internal strength' in the flying knife. But Teng Qingshan remembered that state, remembered this move. At the same time, he named this move 'Mournful Knife'.
"Wolf, accompany the monkey to the grave!" The eyes of the Russian, Dolgotrov, were faintly red. Like an angry lion, he actually roared in a low voice. Within the range of sight, the black uniform of the Russian, suddenly expanded by one size. This strong killing machine stomped on the ground.
The cement ground shook and cracked, as if a high-speed heavy truck was rushing over.
"Haha, good!" Teng Qingshan laughed loudly. Instead of dodging, he went up to meet it.
His feet continuously stomped on the ground, as if a giant was trampling, causing the cement ground to continuously crack. Teng Qingshan looked violent, but his figure was elegant like a swimming dragon. His left palm was placed horizontally in front of him, and his right fist was like a dragon striking. With his waist as the center, all the strength in his body was instantly concentrated on his right arm.
"Chi chi ~ ~" His right arm strangely expanded by one size.
Blue veins bulged, as if they were about to explode. Each muscle was like a cow tendon, and a strong spiral force was produced. His right fist was like a rotating electric drill, producing a sharp whistling sound.
"Ha!" Dolgotrov, this monster, suddenly jumped up. His right fist, which was covered with a metal glove, was raised high. Then, with a tremendous force, like a cannonball, fiercely smashed towards Teng Qingshan.
Dolgotrov's huge fist, with a trace of shadow, collided with Teng Qingshan's fist.
"Chi ~ ~"
Dole Gotrov clearly felt a strange force passing through the glove. Even his entire right arm could not help but twist, making a slight sound. Dolgotrov's complexion changed. Fortunately, he had a high achievement in ancient yoga, so he was able to resist this spiral force: "If my strength was a little bit weaker, I'm afraid my arm would have been twisted off! Now, my right fist can only exert 80% of its strength. "
Dolgotrov was not feeling well, but Teng Qingshan's situation was even worse.
At the moment when their fists collided, Teng Qingshan took advantage of the momentum and flew backwards. "Haha …" Dolgotrov laughed wildly. Without any hesitation, he quickly followed up.
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