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"Ah~!"

The Tartar's signature queue, with its shaved forehead and long braid resembling a rat's tail with a coin at the end, being severed ignited the pent-up rage within Oboi.

The leopard-headed warrior spread his arms wide, his entire body surged with energy, his hair stood on end, and he roared in fury.

However, before his roar could last long, Liang Yue pressed forward again, the cold gleam of his Tang blade flashing like a viper's tongue, stabbing fiercely towards the empty eye socket of his opponent!

Seeing this, Oboi's enraged face flashed with a fierce look, and he tilted his leopard head to avoid the sharp tip of the blade.

His calloused fingers grabbed the blade beside his face tightly, and with Liang Yue's strength, he couldn't pull it out for a moment!

"Squeak~ Squeak squeak."

A harsh metallic screech came from his claws and the blade.

At the same time, Oboi stepped forward, facing another Tang blade slashing from the side by Liang Yue, and once again opened his iron claws to grab the whistling blade in his palm.

"Clang~ !"

In a series of rough scraping sounds, the sharp blade, accompanied by great force, completely cut into Oboi's well-honed iron palm.

Instantly, blood flowed freely, bones broke, and tendons snapped.

But Liang Yue's slash failed to completely sever the other's palm!

Instead, Oboi twisted his wrist, enduring the piercing pain, and used his half-crippled palm to firmly fix the blade within his bones.

His face twisted hideously, baring his large yellow teeth, he glared fiercely at someone, looking as if he wanted to skin Liang Yue alive and devour him!

Then, he raised his thick iron leg and kicked towards his knee joint.

However, what arrived first was Liang Yue's close-quarters knee strike!

A crisp "Crack!" sound.

The hard knee, carrying great force, directly and heavily struck the other's chin, like a skyward-pointing war hammer, instantly stunning Oboi, causing him to involuntarily rise into the air!

The originally firm chin instantly shattered into pieces, and the thick beard did not provide any cushioning effect.

As a deadly move on the modern fighting stage, after suffering a heavy blow to the chin, Oboi's eyes went black, and he fell into a state of confusion and dizziness.

His horizontally trained and tense body instantly lost its strength, and the hand that had been tightly gripping the blade suddenly loosened its grip.

However, perhaps due to some subconscious reaction, the other blade that had cut into Oboi's palm was still firmly stuck in the other's bones.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

… …

Accompanied by a series of rough chopping sounds, the twin blades in Liang Yue's hands seemed to have disappeared at this moment, turning into a blur of gray shadows, carrying great force and slashing towards various vital points of Oboi's body!

The 《Reverse Joint Fighting Technique》 he had previously won in the lottery was indeed a very practical combat skill, although in the current world, this guy didn't have many opportunities to practice it in actual combat.

However, the human joint and vital point atlas instilled in this technique did provide him with a lot of inspiration.

By analogy, when Liang Yue's twin blades slashed at his opponent, they would often unconsciously head towards the vulnerable parts of the human body.

Hand tendons, foot tendons, the static and arterial blood vessels inside the joints, the tendon roots of the main active parts of the human body, and so on.

For a duel between experts, a moment's carelessness can often determine victory or defeat, life or death.

Relying on his superior physical qualities, Liang Yue could barely be considered an expert in this world of New Shaolin Five Ancestors.

Although he himself didn't master many profound skills or weapon techniques, when facing an enemy in battle, his so-called moves were merely pure, straightforward slashes.

What he used were only the most basic cold weapon moves such as chopping, slashing, stabbing, and horizontal…

But~ in fact, to deal with experts like Oboi, who had trained the external martial arts of transverse bone and muscle to the extreme, the most practical moves were precisely these straightforward, simple, and efficient moves.

However, the prerequisite for this is that you must have a good weapon or several in your hand.

At the very least, it won't be broken by the opponent with a single snap, or easily twisted into a twist!

Regarding this point, Liang Yue was still very confident.

After all, the Tang blade he was holding at this time, although it couldn't be considered a precious blade made of special materials, was still a weapon synthesized from a wooden stick and five units of iron ingots.

In terms of raw material consumption, it was more than twice as much as the original Minecraft iron sword, but the volume of the weapon was smaller, which could be described as solid material, so naturally it was not so easy to be broken!

Secondly, the person using the weapon must at least have enough power to exert the power of the weapon.

And on this point, Liang Yue boasted that he was more than capable.

In fact, with his current physical fitness, he felt that holding two Tang blades was still a bit light, and wielding them was like chasing ducks with wooden poles, absolutely easy!

It was precisely because he vaguely perceived the threat of Liang Yue's strange power that Oboi, who was unarmed, had been reluctant to confront him head-on in the previous confrontation.

The root cause was that Oboi was a little too careless.

He underestimated Liang Yue and was eager to take this guy down, but in the end, he ended up in a restrained situation.

However, after his braid was cut off, the proud first warrior of Manchuria instantly fell into madness.

As a result, in a moment of impulsiveness, he was directly knocked down by Liang Yue, who had a better reaction…

"Swish~!"

Just as Liang Yue severed all the joints and tendons of Oboi's body, making him lie firmly on the ground, raised the blade, and was about to end the life of this Qing Dynasty general.

A sharp sound suddenly came from afar, with a hint of sharp whistling, attacking his head.

Hearing the sound, Liang Yue didn't even lift his eyelids at this time, he just tilted his head to the side and let the arrow pass.

The Tang blade in his hand continued to stab down fiercely!

A shattering sound of "Pfft~."

The tip of the knife pierced directly from Oboi's eye socket and penetrated the other's head!

"Ah~!!"

At this moment, a roar full of grief and anger suddenly came from afar.

Liang Yue looked up and saw that on the opposite side of his vision, on the central axis avenue, a group of agile cavalry were galloping together.

The leading soldiers in front were now drawing their bows and arrows, aiming at his position.

Seeing their commanding general and the spiritual symbol of the clan's first warrior being killed, this group of Tartar cavalry, who had just entered the customs for a few decades and still retained their bloodiness, instantly went into a frenzy, all with red eyes, accelerating their charge.

Immediately afterwards, a rain of arrows instantly soared into the air, covering Liang Yue.