Wen Yiming was unwilling to retreat, and it was too late to retreat at this time. While twisting the side of the pen, the pen and the fun and the pavilion www.biquge.info exchanged yin and yang with the yin and yang of both hands to hold the gun with the backhand, and the back hand lifted the handle of the gun to meet the long knife that was slashing horizontally, and it was hard to hit again.

The middle-aged man with a scarface took a few steps one after another, and was already within two meters of Wen Yiming. Wen Yiming's block was hard to pick up the opponent's stride and slash, and there was no borrowing force and skill at all. It was the first time that the two had fought each other in a substantive sense.

The long knife slashed on the top of the gloom and made the sound of gold and iron striking, and Wen Yiming carried more than 300 catties of dim yan and was forced to be slashed out two meters by the force of the horizontal slash. This is still the case of Wen Yiming's feet nailed to the ground and unwilling to retreat, if it weren't for this, he would have been split five meters away at this time.

At this time, Wen Yiming's feet and the tip of the spear that touched the ground ploughed out three furrows on the ground!

Wen Yiming was split two meters away, which was also done by repeatedly calculating the gains and losses with the blessing of the focus aura, and if he unloaded with footwork, he would be split out of the attack distance. In this way, at the speed of Scarface's middle-aged man, the distance of five meters is instantaneous, and with the acceleration of the sprint, Wen Yiming will once again withstand the violent slash of the other party. However, if you take a lunge and do not retreat, not only will you suffer a lot of internal injuries, but the opponent will be close, and in the next battle, it will be difficult for your gun to exert its power, so you will fall into a passive situation where there is nothing you can do.

Wen Yiming's arms were a little sore, and the tiger's mouth on his left hand that was subjected to gravity was even more cracked, and his chest was full of breath, his mind was a little dazed, and his breath was slightly scattered.

I'll go!" Wen Yiming took a sharp breath and decisively covered the aura of concentration within two meters.

During the battle, he found that just turning on the focus did not consume anything, and once it was transformed into a concentration aura that extended and covered, it would continue to consume mental energy. The wider the area covered, the greater the consumption, and the limit of his coverage is now only ten meters. Although the consumption of concentration is not large, if it lasts too long, it will be overconsumed, leading to mental trance. And the smaller the area covered, the greater the effect of focus.

Wen Yiming has been changing the coverage since he left the city, and he has not stopped focusing on it, and now his mind is a little swollen. Wen Yiming felt that the situation was a little dangerous, the other party not only cultivated far beyond himself, but his physical strength and speed were also extremely amazing. This is also the result of his long-term focus, which affects the accuracy of his calculations, resulting in mistakes in his knowledge.

The distance of two meters is the trump card distance that Yan Yan will play with all his might. Wen Yiming must not let the middle-aged Scarface get close again, and he ignored the discomfort of his arms, and swept out, forming a slashing arc, forcing the middle-aged Scarface who was rushing forward by half a step.

The gun momentum did not stop, and the hands were exchanged for yin and yang again, and they were converted into standard guns, and they turned around and walked around with the martial arts of eight steps to catch the cicada with footwork. In his hand, he picked one shot after another, collapsed, stabbed, pierced...

The scar-faced middle-aged man held the knife and was locked in the center by Wen Yiming's dense gun shadow. Several times in a row, he wanted to perform the knife technique of slashing, but he was forced back by Wen Yiming's fierce marksmanship.

The corners of the scar-faced middle-aged man's mouth twitched, and he suddenly changed his body and was about to pounce, just when Wen Yiming was obliquely intercepted, he violently retracted his body and slashed at the tip of the gun.

He's going to use his strength to break the trick!

Wen Yiming is one inch long and one inch strong! Scarface's middle-aged age has been blocked again and again, and he directly wants to drop ten times with one force! No matter how many skills you have, I only need one knife to break you. This is the power of absolute strength.

What the scar-faced middle-aged man wants is that Wen Yiming will not dare to touch him, if the other party is hard connected, he will definitely be split by his own knife, which is agreeable; if Wen Yiming avoids it, then he will take advantage of the gap between his changes to break through the gun and get close.

Wen Yiming has the blessing of concentration, and he is like a mirror for Scarface's middle-aged calculations. After some wandering and piercing the concentration realm opened with the gun, Wen Yiming continued to master this somewhat mysterious realm. As time increases, he can still react one step ahead of the opponent when the opponent is one beat faster than him, so as to make up for the disadvantage in speed.

Wen Yiming didn't laugh too happily! The combat quality of insight into the opportunity can be infinitely improved in concentration, and may even evolve into an instinct. Wen Yiming really laughed miserably.

The middle-aged man with a scarface was preparing to meet the joy of the success of this treacherous scheme, but Wen Yiming had already anticipated the enemy's opportunity and made a response in advance. In the middle of the oblique pick, the long hand was handed out, and the pistol handle was sharply raised, turning into a diagonal stab.

The middle-aged Scarface was taken aback, and hurriedly withdrew the knife. If this was slashed at the head of the gun, wouldn't it speed up the opponent's change of move, but make it pierce himself more quickly! Scarface thought, a layer of cold sweat soaking out of his back.

Wen Yiming, the eight-step body martial art of chasing cicadas, only cultivated to the first layer, and did not consume much true qi. But it is enough to deal with the enemy between two meters, Wen Yiming is very glad that he chose at the beginning, otherwise today's battle would not be so easy. At least in terms of movement speed, it makes up for the lack of offensive speed, which makes him often unable to integrate his changes at this time, and he can rely on eight steps to catch the cicada to save the situation.

The middle-aged man with the scarred face in the center was irritable, whenever he wanted to slash through the gun with a long knife, Wen Yiming would rely on the insight provided by his focus to make a change of move first, so that he could not use it strongly.

Although Wen Yiming's every blow was not enough to be fatal, but Yan Yan's self-weight was three hundred and twenty catties, so there was no need to infuse too much true qi at all, and he only needed to use the selfless mind method to slowly support the consumption. To put it bluntly, throwing it out with the weight of the gloom is enough to break the tendons and fracture the bones.

Scarface was middle-aged and angry, although Wen Yiming couldn't help himself, he only limited himself to the cutting arc around the gun. But the eighth-layer martial artist of his own dignified martial artist was made into a sleepy beast by a martial artist who was eight layers lower, so he shouldn't be too embarrassed.

With a roar, Scarface's middle-aged feet staggered, and he frequently slashed out heavy knives one after another. A whistling knife shadow churned in the gun encirclement, and there was a faint tendency to break through the gun enclosure and fight in close quarters.

The corners of Wen Yiming's mouth twitched, and he secretly said, this is the legendary indiscriminate punch to kill the master!

Wen Yiming does not retreat, but it does not mean that he does not wander on the flanks.

At this moment, Wen Yiming condensed his heart and mentioned the selfless method of spiritual madness; eight steps under his feet to catch up with the cicadas, constantly wandering and piercing the gun, crumbling and thorning; his body flickered left and right, trying not to collide with the scar-faced middle-aged long knife.

Of course, it's not that he's afraid of hard bumps, it's that this kind of high-pressure fighting allows him to bring out layer after layer of potential. Despite the dangers, the harvest is also gratifying.

Scarface's middle-aged trick succeeded this time, and two out of ten knives in the continuous slashing forced Wen Yiming to take it hard.

Wen Yiming was indeed a little uncomfortable, the high-intensity footwork, the acceleration of the body technique, the crazy operation of the selfless mind method, and the overweight Yan Yan in his hand frequently stabbed out. This caused his consumption to evaporate to a terrifying stage, especially the constant analysis of the battle situation in the fierce confrontation, which made him feel a sense of exhaustion in his mind.

Two of the knives were slashed at the gloom in time, almost knocking him away in one breath, and even his pores were almost unable to be closed, revealing his true qi and internal strength. If you don't focus on blessing and adjust the gun circumference in time, I am afraid that you will be forced into a passive defense situation again.

Even so, Wen Yiming was still churning in his chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed into his mouth.

The physical strength strengthened by his own Yi Jin Jingyi is still not enough!Wen Yiming said secretly. Thinking about it, it has only been half a year since he has been cultivating, and he has reached the third level of martial arts. Compared to the nearly five years spent on ordinary martial arts cultivation, I don't know how many times it has been reduced. In the final analysis, it is still too short for the body, muscles, bones, and internal organs to be transformed by the vitality of heaven and earth. It seems that you have to work the forging body, otherwise, with the pure condensation degree of your true qi, you can completely attack and kill the enemy directly.

It seems that you have to use the gun intent, otherwise you can't be good, Wen Yiming feels that he can't delay. Who knows if there is still an enemy lurking in the shadows, after all, his consumption is already large enough now, and it is difficult to escape from danger again.

'When!'

Another slash slammed into the head of the Gloomy spear. Wen Yiming felt that his internal organs had been shaken, and under the heavy pressure, 'Teng Teng Teng' was split out three steps away, and the gun encirclement dissipated instantly.

The middle-aged man with a scarlet smile sneered, unfolded his body and kicked the ground violently, and the long body of the double-wielding long knife burst up, and the long knife twisted up a knife shadow three steps away, sealing Wen Yiming in the knife wind.

"Suffer death!haha..."