"Come again!"

The Count shouted, "You are qualified to fight me!"

He decided!

This time, it is necessary to use real strength to engage in this duel with this Huaxia powerhouse.

Fu Jingyu didn't speak.

His body, still spinning, was spinning at a very peculiar pace.

It seems to have a very peculiar feeling.

His steps have already won the essence of Tai Chi steps.

The intention is to be upright, and ten practices to grasp the dungeon.

Squat slightly on both knees, loosen the hips and twist the waist.

Two elbows with two knees, all directions are free.

Then, Fu Jingyu's body turned faster and faster.

Just like the Earl just now!

He stepped on Tai Chi with his feet, and wielded Tai Chi with his long sword!

He is Tai Chi!

When the speed reached the extreme, countless Fu Jingyu appeared.

Every Fu Jingyu was wielding a long sword and spinning.

It seems that I don't know which one is the real Fu Jingyu and which one is the fake Fu Jingyu.

Then, the countless Fu Jingyu rushed straight at the earl, and countless long swords stabbed towards the earl.

This move forced the Earl to retreat again.

The earl retreated, and Fu Jingyu naturally advanced.

The earl's speed was fast, but Fu Jingyu was faster.

They maintain the same high-speed movements, maintain the same posture.

No matter what time it was, the long sword in Fu Jingyu's hand was accurately aimed at the earl's waist.

This is a position where his legs are out of reach, and his hands are not easy to rescue.

And the waist has always been a vulnerable position in people, and they have no self-help ability.

Bang bang bang!

The Count's leather shoes trampled on the ground, and his thin body made a sound like that of a giant, as if the ground was about to be trampled by him.

Whew!

Fu Jingyu's feet landed silently, looking like they didn't touch the ground, and there was no trace of stepping on the snow!

This is the ultimate point of Tai Chi, borrowing the wind and fighting with strength.

Sou!

Fu Jingyu's long sword once again turned infinity into one.

This time, the human sword merged and stabbed straight into the Count's waist.

The light that gathered, even the Earl, this time felt a thick crisis.

I have to say that Fu Jingyu's offensive this time is really too sharp.

So sharp that even the earl had to avoid the edge for a while.

Even if he is in the pseudo-god realm, for a while, it will be difficult for Fu Jingyu.

Because of Fu Jingyu, who was exerting all his strength, his strength at this moment was not much lower than that of the Pseudo-God Realm.

Roar!

Faced with this crisis, the Count was furious.

He roared, and then threw a punch!

For the earl, in the face of Fu Jingyu's offensive, he took a step back, which can be regarded as a strategy, and took two steps back, which can also be said to be a strategy, and a step back of three steps can still be said to be a strategy.

However, if he took a fourth step back, the Count himself could not bear it.

He's a real pseudo-god realm powerhouse!

Fu Jingyu didn't set foot in this realm after all, if he had been forced to retreat by the other party all the time, the earl would not be able to bear it.

It's about his face.

With so many subordinates watching, the Count decided that he could not continue to retreat.

Although he still didn't find Fu Jingyu's flaws in this short period of time, although he also knew that the subtlety of Fu Jingyu's trick would be dangerous if he shook it hard, but there was no way, it was a matter of his dignity!

So, he did not hesitate to choose the style of fighting for his life!

And he thinks that his crazy life-fighting style will definitely cause huge psychological pressure on the other party.

With just a little bit, he can succeed.

Although this has a certain amount of risk!

However, for the Count, a battle without danger is not considered a battle.

It can only be regarded as a competition, and he likes this feeling of hovering on the edge of life and death.

This feeling fascinated him and made him intoxicated.

And in this world, the only person who can bring him this feeling at present seems to be the Chinese medical god Fu Jingyu in front of him.

This battle, either die here or win!

Simple, yet exciting.

What Fu Jingyu performed was Tai Chi, not Tai Chi, but the integration of Tai Chi into the swordsmanship, Tai Chi swordsmanship!

And he has cultivated to the point where man and sword are one!

At this moment, Fu Jingyu poured the true qi of his whole body into the sword body, and stabbed directly at the vital point of the earl's body.

The Earl threw a punch, and the fist was directly aimed at the tip of Fu Jingyu's long sword.

Fists against swords?

Do you think you are God?

Seeing this behavior of the earl, Qin Buer and the others were all happy in their hearts.

Because on the surface, it is impossible for a human body to be harder than a sharp weapon.

"God, has that old thing been given the aura of an idiot?" said the priest in a whisper, not daring to raise his voice, lest he should alert the Count.

Qin Buer and the others didn't speak, just watched quietly.

They all want the Count to be an idiot, but don't believe that he really is.

The distance between the two narrowed in an instant.

Fu Jingyu's long sword stabbed towards the earl, and then pierced his fist.

Wrong!

He didn't stab the Count's fist, but through the Count's fingers.

In that instant, in the lightning-fast docking, the Count was able to grip the sword with such precision between his fingers.

It's incredible!

Sou!

The corners of the earl's mouth turned into a faint coldness, and then his body began to rush forward.

The fist on his left side tightly clamped the long sword to prevent it from moving, and the other hand, which was clenched into a fist, slammed into Fu Jingyu's chest.

Seeing this, Fu Jingyu sighed secretly in his heart.

In this situation, his weapon was restrained by the opponent and could not be withdrawn, and if he didn't want to fight the opponent with this punch, he could only throw away the weapon.

However, once Fu Jingyu lost his weapon, he still had a chance of winning, and it was gone.

Therefore, he couldn't throw away the long sword, so he could only choose to fight the earl.

Bang!

The fists of the two collided heavily.

Hula!

A ripple of energy that could be seen with the naked eye rippled around the two of them, setting off a puff of smoke and dust.

The wind was extremely strong, and under this strong force, both of them fell backwards in unison.

However, because the long sword was still connected to the bodies of the two of them, neither of them withdrew too far.

Fu Jingyu drew his sword vigorously, but the long sword still couldn't move, and it was still firmly clamped between the earl's fingers.

The other party could control the long sword so firmly just by relying on the cracks of his fingers, Fu Jingyu grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled it hard, but there was no way to get the long sword back into his hand.

This is not good news.

It is conceivable that once he loses his weapon, in the face of the Earl's powerful attack, Fu Jingyu's pressure will be greater, and the chance of victory will be smaller.