murderous blow

She took it from him and aimed a murderous blow on a point in space.

He felt the impact of flesh and blood under that murderous blow.

For people like me, it is a murderous blow to our faith in American capitalism.

Throughout the single, large room, monks swung murderous blows at one another.

The force of the murderous blow sent the thug staggering forward off balance.

Bridge awoke to find two men attempting to rain murderous blows upon his head.

When Horn raised the wrench as if for a murderous blow, the mate fled.

Eleven more fell at that second murderous blow.

The great muscles of his right arm swelled in anticipation of murderous blows.

It was as if it had been hastily concealed, after striking a murderous blow.

With it he met the murderous blow of the tomahawk, and ran his second man through the stomach with the point.

The next attempt, a murderous blow downward, would have split Jamie's skull had it landed on target.

The court ruled that no murderous blows had been delivered before the victim's head fatally struck the pavement.

THE man who had struck that murderous blow was dressed in the uniform of a trainman.

A feeble cry stayed the murderous blow.

A meter from dealing Oxham a murderous blow, the prelate crumpled to the floor.

No patients, other than a youth from the Erebus whom your young friend Hanson struck to the ground with a murderous blow.

The murderous blow whizzed above The Shadow's ducking skull.

He darted at his helper and smashed out his brains with a murderous blow of a heavy wrench.

One of the crazed eagle's talons struck Tinn'a a murderous blow across his back, and he was hurled like a stone to the ground.

He was gone when Barry sprang into the bedroom, a wrench swung aloft for a murderous blow at a trapped intruder.

"The people of Sarajevo are truly prisoners, condemned to murderous blows, and I feel an overpowering sense of solidarity with them," he said.

But that flashing tulwar did not connect; each murderous blow rang on Gordon's blade or swished past his head as he shifted.

Drawing back, he grasped the club hammerlike in his right fist and with a lewd wink struck the ancient zinc tank a murderous blow.

Chiisai cried out and, ducking beneath the murderous blow, swept her sword in on a horizontal strike, leaning into it with all her might.