Cao Qiudao's face was as cold as ice and snow, and he didn't move at all. He saw the oncoming force and dodged it. Jakaku's spear was a millimeter away, stabbing close to the right side of his neck, but not even his skin was harmed. After missing a shot, Tian Lin immediately withdrew his arms and retracted his spear. In the blink of an eye, he had completed preparations for potential storage and power accumulation. The second shot doesn't seem to be a short distance from the previous one. The landing point is the heart on Cao Qiu's chest.

Xia Ji let out a sneer, raised his sword, and made an arc diagonally, slashing at the barrel of the gun from the side. When lightning strikes stone fire, the gun and sword are crossed, and there is no sound. Lin felt that he had a gun on his sword, and he was immediately led astray. Under the cutting and pulling of the sword, the barrel of the gun completely deviated from its intended trajectory, passing over the side of the owner of the blade under the millet. It landed on the bluestone slab on the floor of the observatory with a "click", marking a deep pit. Tian Lin was taken aback and blurted out: "Turn your power into power?"

Yes, this is power. Three days ago, Cao Qiudao met for the first time in the temple of Huan Gongtai. For the first time, Cao Qiudao tasted the power in Tian Lin's hands. He has been practicing swords for 40 years, but he never thought that martial arts could have such a mysterious realm of force. Tian Lin's demonstration opened the door to a knifeless world. Cao is a natural martial arts maniac. He is interested in it, and naturally tries to understand it and wants to achieve something.

There are three realms of "qi, mind, and spirit" in martial arts, and Mr. "Forget Worries" has the blessing of "unity of man and sword". His martial arts attainments have reached the highest and deepest realms of magic. It's not easy to say, but it's not difficult at all to go back and work hard to master Qi's martial arts. After three days of intense study, he has gained a lot of experience in this area. In addition, Tian Lin used it again just now. The other party's skills and his own understanding and confirmation of the other party, the gentleman who forgot his troubles suddenly realized. At this point, there is no secret to him.

Lin used a gun to attack quickly, and Cao Qiudao just tried his hand at his own body. Lin Tian was caught off guard, and his whole body was empty, and he was full of wind and water. How could Cao Qiudao miss such a good opportunity? Quickly slashed over, used the gap to rub the weapon horizontally, and went straight to Tian Lin's neck! Even though it was still only half an inch into the flesh, if he cut the carotid artery, then the half-inch knife wound would definitely be fatal!

The starlight will dazzle us! At this immeasurable moment, Tian Lin suddenly lost her voice and burst out into a binge. At this critical moment, he grabbed a horse and knocked the Yajiao spear to the ground. He pulled it up again, raised his head, bent down, and repeated it again to the old monk with the iron fist.

"Du~" There was a soft sound, and the gun was half an inch away from Lin Tian's head and neck, firmly blocking the lightning-fast slash. Although there was still a faint mark of blood on Tian Lin's neck, this was only caused by the aftermath of the sword and did not really enter his body.

In the end, Cao Qiuxin couldn't help but applaud Tian Lin's quick response. If the mind is divided, the power of the sword will be weakened. Lin listened to the strength and keenly sensed the growth and decline of the other party's strength. He immediately gulped down and jerked his gun in both hands. When swinging the sword, he deliberately kicked Cao Qiu's lower plate, which made Cao Qiu's legs hurt.

This war is fierce and dangerous, and both sides will naturally do everything they can. Cao will certainly not open his mouth to accuse, saying that such efforts should not be used. It's just that this hot leg is fierce. The sword in his hand was swung again, and it was too late to retract the defense. As a result, he had to withdraw. "Push, push, push, push~~" After a series of heavy steps, Natsuhime Blade Lord had pulled himself and the other party into a safe range that neither weapon could reach. With a flick of his wrist, a brilliant sword burst out in front of him again, attacking Tian Lin fiercely.

After several meetings, Tian Lin already knew the advantages and disadvantages of each other's martial arts. Cao Qiudao's swordsmanship is indeed superb. But when it comes to power, he is still not as strong as Tian Lin. In addition, the weight of the Grace gun is much greater than that of the sword. Therefore, in order to win this war, Tian Lin must use his strengths and avoid weaknesses and use his own strength to restrain Cao's exquisite swordsmanship.

Seeing the sword light appear again, Tian Lin exhaled without thinking, and then shouted angrily, and then he improved his T-shaped horse. His gun was pressed against his waist, and his body twisted rapidly. With the help of the centrifugal force generated by this turn, the steel gun swept over the steel plate and performed a veritable sweep!

Therefore, there is nothing clever about attacking directly and attacking hard, breaking the momentum with momentum, and only relying on force to convince people. In an instant, the bullets shook the thunder, and the two weapons, guns and swords, attacked each other in front of each other. "Bell~" roared. The sound sounded like a brass bell, while invisible sound waves roared, spreading in all directions at the same time like a tsunami. Suddenly, the mountains were singing, and the valleys were responding, spreading to every corner of the Shoin. Even in the distance in Linzi City, you can faintly hear it.

The echo was endless, and Mr. Wangwu had already left his feet off the ground, as if he was walking back and forth in a hurry, and was shot out by Lin Tian. Finally landing on his feet again, the remaining strength of the steel spear was not exhausted, forcing him to take three steps back again, and finally stood still with the stake. For a moment, I could only feel half of my body tingling. I felt a sharp pain in the tiger's right hand. I was broken and bleeding.

With only one shot on goal, Tian Lin completely equalized the previous disadvantage. If he gains power and is not forgiven, he will weep bitterly. He's like a spinning top. He uses footwork to spin his body. His loins and horses became one flesh. All his strength will be poured into the hilt. This is another move that swept through the entire army. Cao knew he could no longer hold the sword. He handed it to his left hand, and when his toes touched the ground, he stepped back from its sharp edge.

Tian Lin's body just turned half a circle, and then turned back to Cao Qiudao. Using the power of the sweep, his left foot immediately stepped out diagonally from behind and landed on the ground. His body immediately leaned forward and shifted to his left leg. The upper part of the body follows the pace and rotation and immediately makes another turn. The same movement swept across the entire army, with almost no difference in angles, and even more powerful, swept out again. In an instant, Lin Tianshen put away the gun, turned into a sharp knife, and quickly turned to Cao Qiudao. There is no half-thread that can make people grab the gap and stop.

Cao had no choice but to retreat again. Lin, my God, can you give him another respite?, and then stepped on a clasped step with his right foot, and swept all the annihilating spinning sweep for the third time. Using the rotational force of the first two shots, the speed of the third shot increased by half, and the tip of the gun was an inch closer to Cao Qiulu. Judging from its momentum, it seems that it is not fighting a fierce enemy, but climbing mountains and mountains, walking along the intestines of sheep's intestines.

Under the guise of thought, creating a very realistic imagination can not only push oneself to make powerful moves beyond the usual level, but also influence the minds of others. This is an extremely mysterious and profound realm in martial arts. The day before yesterday, Tian Lin killed Zhongsun Xuanhua, one of Cao Qiudao's four disciples, before he could take action. It is precisely by borrowing the method of Mount Tai of Wuyue that Zhongsun Xuanhua's fighting spirit was completely broken by the real overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, thus achieving the remarkable effect of surrendering the army without a fight.

Of course, Xia Ji's Great Sword Master's ability far surpassed that of a simple Zhong Shunhua. Therefore, it is unrealistic to expect that Cao Qiudao can be defeated by momentum alone. Therefore, Tian Lin combines the "qi" and "meaning" of martial arts, thrusting with potential, showing appearance with force, and conveying the spirit with force, so that his skills can be maximized within the range that the human body can bear. The painting he borrowed was the most precipitous part of Mount Tai - the 18th floor.

Mount Tai has three gates: the Cloud Gate, the Dragon Gate, and the South Heaven Gate. Under the three gates is the eighteen panshan road. Five steps and one turn, ten steps and one turn, the higher the plate, the more dangerous the more dangerous, the so-called "five thousand zhang from the ground, eighteen plates to the clouds". Look at where the path is, the gap between the bushes and heaven and earth. The heavy line is like a painting, and the lonely hanging is like a flat pole. I've won many victories in my life, and today my bones are still cold. This is the most vivid description of the 18 sets.