Turbulent Times Chapter 644: Who is the dark child

So, after thinking about it for a while, he simply shot directly.

In the blink of an eye, he slashed at Zhao Baoguang's waist, as long as the cut was real, Zhao Baoguang would definitely be cut in two.

But at this moment, Wang Junlin suddenly noticed that Zhao Baoguang's eyes were calm, as if he had expected him to appear, or had been waiting for him to appear.

Zhao Baoguang let out a shriek, and swung his hands extremely quickly, cleverly grabbing Wang Junlin's knife-holding wrist, and his other hand spat out letters like a poisonous snake, stabbing Wang Junlin's eyes. At this moment, his strength is more than twice as powerful as before. He was actually hiding his strength just now and even before. He was not a half-step kung fu master at all, but a kung fu master, and he was a bit stronger than ordinary kung fu masters.

The two of them slammed into the tree without stopping, but Zhao Baoguang seemed to have taken this force into account, deliberately stayed behind with his elbows, and used the force of the shock to speed up the digging. The speed of Wang Junlin's eyes.

His fingers were thin and withered, and he looked terrifying, but Wang Junlin's eyes brightened up.

In the dense fog, two hands were wrung together like a towel. A look of surprise flashed in Zhao Baoguang's eyes. Get that hand out.

This is a pre-judgment, a kind of pre-judgment on the enemy's attack. It is precisely the magical calculation technique that Wang Junlin has learned from Nie Xiaoyu for several months. Although he cannot calculate the opponent's move in an instant like Nie Xiaoyu One move, but it can also make simple predictions.

Although Zhao Baoguang's strength is profound, he was also taken aback. Wang Junlin snorted and found that he couldn't get rid of the opponent's hand for a while, so he simply wrapped his right hand around Zhao Baoguang's wrist tightly, and the true energy in his body directed towards the opponent's meridians It poured into it, while the empty left hand grabbed the Longque Dao loosened by the right hand, flicked the wrist, and waved it.

A bright light cut through the white mist.

That's the blade!

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Baoguang let out a cold snort, narrowly dodged the Dragon Sparrow Saber, shook Wang Junlin's wrist with his vertical palm, pressed his knee against his lower abdomen, pressed his right thumb, and the smear in his nails faded An extremely hard-to-see black light shone, narrowly passing by Wang Junlin's neck.

When Zhao Baoguang moved his thumb, Wang Junlin twisted his body first, and relying on the inexhaustible qi in his body, he forcibly avoided the lower foot. Cool, knowing that the blade hidden in the nail had cut the flesh and blood.

The Dragon Sparrow Saber in his left hand was actually blocked by Zhao Baoguang, and his right hand was competing with Zhao Baoguang's internal strength, at first glance, it was impossible to exert force. But when the shoulder hurt and felt cold, Wang Junlin let out a muffled snort, and the Longque knife flipped violently, the light of the knife flashed, and instantly cut off one of Zhao Baoguang's fingers!

The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain of severed fingers is very unbearable, although Zhao Baoguang is not an ordinary person, but the pain of severed fingers still makes him let out a cry of pain, his right hand is involuntarily loosened, and Wang Junlin's eyes are cold In a flash, the Dragon Sparrow Knife in his left hand kept cutting, and then slashed across, severely slashing Zhao Baoguang's left shoulder!

At this time the two were still in the process of falling, Zhao Baoguang let out another short scream, and a thin needle sprayed out from his mouth, directly hitting Wang Junlin's face! He actually knew the tricks that Wang Junlin often used to save his life.

Wang Junlin was startled, and he tilted his head suddenly, and the fine needle flew out by rubbing against his ear.

At the same time, he stomped **** Zhao Baoguang's knee with his left foot, and after a bone shattering sound, he pulled himself up half a foot, and the dragon bird knife cut towards Zhao Baoguang's wrist like a windmill.

With a snap, Zhao Baoguang let go of his hand in an instant, and the entangled hands of the two finally let go, and Wang Junlin's right hand regained its freedom.

Zhao Baoguang spat out a mouthful of blood, and Wang Junlin was also short of breath for a while. The two finally hit the ground, shaking up a pile of fallen leaves and rotting mud, and they were instantly submerged in thick fog.

The sword formation composed of six long swords shot out in an instant, and there was a sound of slashing some kind of flesh and blood. The thick fog rose again, and the six sword attendants looked at Wang Junlin, whose expression was changing, but found that Zhao Baoguang was gone. trail.

The silent fight between Wang Junlin and Zhao Baoguang is a long story, but it is actually just the process of falling from the top of the forest to the bottom of the tree. In just a short moment, the two of them silently engaged in the most dangerous competition in the world. It's not fancy, but it's effective. If any strong man were to fight Zhao Baoguang or Wang Junlin in this dense fog, he would probably feel a chill.

This is a battle between two masters who are good at assassination and close combat. In this world, such scenes will never happen many times.

Wang Junlin is basically sure that this Zhao Baoguang should be Gao Ying or someone else hidden in the inner Hou Guan is a very important secret, it may be used to assassinate the original Yang Jian at the critical moment, and today's Yang Guang, but today In order to deal with him, he used it without hesitation. There are only two people who have this strength, ability, and courage, and who hate him so much that they will kill him at all costs. One is Gao Ying, the former head of the hundred officials of the Great Sui Dynasty, and the other is Yang Su, the current head of the hundred officials.

"Zhao Baoguang was seriously injured and basically useless."

Wang Junlin confirmed that the small wound on his shoulder was not very poisonous, then he silently took out the miniature repeating steel crossbow, and loaded all nine bolts into the crossbow. Whether it's Yang Su or Gao Ying, since they choose to lure him out at this time, there will definitely be a strong backer.

Zhao Baoguang knew he was doomed. After landing, he used the leaves that had rotted for many years to cover up, barely concealing the smell on his body, and fled quietly outside the forest.

Since Wang Junlin and his party were able to follow him all the way to the forest through the reeds by the lake, there must be some kind of thread on his body that the other party can control. Zhao Baoguang thought it was because of a certain smell on his body. He put his hand to his lips, suppressing the urge to cough forcibly. He had a dangerous fight with Wang Junlin just now, but in the end he was the weaker and suffered serious injuries. In the end, he was cut by six sword servants with a sword formation Injury, heart veins have been damaged, he can even clearly and sadly feel that his body is obviously not as agile and fast as before.

The blood on his shoulder and severed finger kept flowing, and the meridians were injured by Wang Junlin's true energy. Zhao Baoguang felt weak for a while, so he tore off two pieces of clothes, tied them to his shoulders and fingers, barely The blood was suppressed.

But his kneecap was also shattered into several large pieces, the severe pain stimulated his mind, and he worked very hard to still walk through the dense fog.