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Jing Heng's figure is extremely fast even if he just moves left and right, his figure is like a phantom, and the general of the big sword, whether it is a person or a big knife, is urgent, but it is far from the extent that Jing Heng is a phantom, but every step of the general is very calm, very stable and just the right time.

Complex to simple, gorgeous to simple, fancy to direct, now Jingheng is the complex and gorgeous and fancy party, originally the general's simple, direct, accurate, ruthless and unpretentious combat style is what he is pursuing, but his simple, accurate, ruthless and simple is obviously worse than the general, so he can only use extreme changes to deal with.

The true qi and blood between the sword and the shadow of the sword are vast, the shadow of the fist and the shadow of the palm are dense, and the sound of the collision between the knife and the knife is endless, and the sword and the blood and wolf smoke have smashed countless shots, but the general also has an unstoppable fist mark finger power, and his cold and hideous armor also left a Dao finger mark palm print.

Suddenly, a thought appeared in Jing Heng's mind, what would happen if the sixth sister was in her position... As soon as this thought appeared, Jing Heng couldn't suppress it, although it wasn't what he was good at, it didn't mean that he couldn't, extremely accurate calculations and judgments, and laid out between the fights...

The corners of Jing Heng's mouth, who was like a phantom, gradually brought a light smile, and his attention and consciousness at this time were no longer enough to support him to make more precise calculations and judgments, and it was really not suitable for him, but when he thought of this way, he also found an opportunity to defeat the general.

The broadsword general is indeed strong, but he is not without weaknesses, that is, although the knife movement is many times more subtle than that of ordinary soldiers, compared to Jingheng, who has so many mysterious footwork such as dark star step, inch change step, flower step and thousand star movement, the general's attack position is too easy to judge.

The three-style wood-burning knife trick was cut out one after another, the scorching knife qi and the majestic knife from the big knife slashed together, Jing Heng turned over and took off to avoid the big knife, the Tang knife in his hand stabbed straight down, the big knife flipped and slashed from the bottom up, the stabbed Lan Feng sword style and the big knife stirred up a terrifying edge, Jing Heng moved sideways to the right in the air and stepped on the thousand stars and disappeared instantly, and the next moment appeared on the left side with a sword and a finger at the same time, pointing directly at the general who had not received the big knife seven or eight meters away.

The general's broadsword was not collected, but he lightly lifted the broadsword and slashed at Jing Heng on the left, and he didn't care about the sword light and finger power that stabbed him, the broadsword seemed to be slow, but Jing Heng only had to take a wrong step The majestic Tianqi will power in the big knife could smash him, and the knife momentum was fan-shaped with the general as the center, and he couldn't get close to the general at all, and the sword style and finger power that shot before the general were half a meter away from the general and were already scattered by the mystical Tianqi brought up by the simple broadsword.

Jing Heng slashed diagonally, and was forced to move half a step sideways by the knife momentum that came from the horizontal slash, and at the same time, the Tang knife pressed on the big knife and pressed down fiercely, with this force, he was picked up in the air, and Jing Heng, who was provoked by the big knife, slashed out twenty-two swords one after another, and the twenty-two sharp swords were not pointed at the general, nor towards the big knife, all of them were slashed towards the empty space around the general.

Then Jing Heng punched out and pointed directly at the general's face, that punch carried an amazing fist style, the general raised his knife and slashed, but the small movement of his arm happened to fall to the sword qi that was originally empty.

The general is very old and spicy, his arm is stagnant, the palm of his hand rotates the big knife, twisting a whirlwind of knife momentum, the blood and wolf smoke outside his body is like a substance, and it has been scattered by the knife before the fist mark breaks through the blood and wolf smoke, and Jing Heng also took a rare step forward, standing less than a meter in front of the general in one step, the Tang knife in his right hand was chopped down, and his left hand pinched and pointed out.

It was too late for the big knife to be retracted, the general freed up one hand and punched, the surging fist with the general's majesty and fearless will, blocking in front of the Tang knife, but he was surprised to find that the Tang knife did not have any power, the sword qi and sword qi were gone, and the idea of breaking the Tang knife was frustrated. The will and the general momentum, when they collided with the fist wrapped in the fine iron gauntlet, the surging knife qi and the scorching knife momentum erupted, and the sharp Tang knife slashed into the fine iron gauntlet with a piercing sound.

The finger strength of the left finger turned in the direction of the big knife back slash, even if the Tang knife cut the fine iron gauntlet and fell on the general's fist, Jing Heng did not have the slightest joy, the left foot that stepped out swept towards the general's right leg, cut off the gauntlet and fell on the Tang knife on the general's fist A huge force came, with the blood sprayed out of the general's fist, Jing Heng was shocked to the muscle of the arm holding the knife cracked, his body flew upside down and leaned back, and the swept left foot kicked on an armor leg like an iron pillar at this time, taking advantage of the situation, the toe hooked on the general's right leg wrapped in armor, stopping the body from being shaken away, and the backward body rotated with the left toe hooked on the general's right leg as the fulcrum, kicked at the general's head, Tang Dao slashed at the edge of the knife near him, and the body reversed in the air and his vision changed to be extremely calm, and the other stabbed out a finger to shatter the cold blood around the general's body, and the finger was extremely fast, breaking through the blood around the general's body and immediately blasting out a punch, and it was already a punch, with the killing intent and the will to kill and the cognitive meaning of the power of annihilation and shock in the fist style, it fell on the lower abdomen of the general who was close at hand, the most difficult to guard against the lower abdomen.

The situation reversed in an instant, but it was the result of Jing Heng's silent observation and calculation, not by accident but by necessity, if he was not even killed, it would not be accidental, but the general was stronger than him.

Will it be so simple, Jing Heng is not so ideal, even if the punch he struck just now has barely reached the skill level of the general, even if that punch is the killing style of the Annihilation Fist' All life is dead', so Jing Heng will slash at the knife at the same time, kick at the general's head, and the fist remains unchanged, but the body is ready to dodge, the general's counterattack he is not sure to take it, it is more difficult to keep the body unchanged to take it, the general is not a bulky big man with flexible and gorgeous footwork can be kneaded by him, so if he misses a blow, he will leave immediately and wait for the opportunity to come again.

With a powerful and heavy kick towards the general's left foot, it was blocked by the general's bloody palm, and there was a sharp pain in the left foot, and the sword style slashed out by the Tang knife collided violently with the surging knife momentum of the big sword, and the fist smashed the armor of the lower abdomen, and the fist that had fallen shook thirteen times in succession, which was the true qi and blood fluctuations of the life-destroying fist killing style 'all living beings are dead', and the spiritual attack of the spiritual secret technique wing killing technique.

That punch was far more terrifying than Jing Heng imagined, he just wanted to hurt the general at most and shatter the armor, but when the blow fell, the iron armor in the general's lower abdomen was pierced, and a blood hole the size of a basin was knocked out of the lower abdomen, and the organs and intestines in the lower abdomen were revealed, and the thick essence and blood mist between the organs and intestines flowed rapidly like a protective body, and finally the fist power was not penetrated by Jing Heng's punch.

Speaking slowly, everything is just in the blink of an eye, Jing Heng endured the severe pain of his left leg, his body rose six or seven meters in the air, and he appeared on the right hand side of the general a little upside down, and the idea that he originally planned to immediately flash away was dispelled in an instant, the general's injury was more serious than he imagined, and it was too cautious not to take the opportunity to make a move.

At the moment of landing, the general still looked at his bloody lower abdomen with an incredible expression, Jing Heng held the knife in both hands and shook it without hesitation, and the Tang knife slashed at the general's neck. The general looked shocked, but the reaction was still very fast, the big knife had been withdrawn, blocking in front of him, the Tang knife slashed horizontally on the big knife, Jing Heng let go of his hands, gave up the Tang knife in his hand, and quickly pinched the seal with both palms, and violently struck out the 'Phantom Cloud Palm Trick Second Style, Cloud Light Wind and Rain'.

The Tang Dao that was knocked away by the big knife had flown out of a hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and Jing Heng Lingnian pulled it back with a bunch of wrapped Tang Dao, the Tang Dao was refined by him, not only sealing the blood and refining but also sealing the soul and sealing the spirit and Jing Heng as one, the connection between the blood and blood of the divine soul, and easily pulling the Tang Dao that was knocked away with spiritual thoughts.

Yun Dan Wind and Rain is not to kill the enemy, nor is it to trap the enemy, Yun Dan Wind and Rain is the palm of a group of killings, and the rain is full of terrifying power, such a power cannot break the sword and the blood and wolf smoke, but it can hurt the lower abdomen of the general without armor and flesh and blood.

Attacking it must be saved, Jing Heng's bold move to let go of the Tang knife is for that palm, the big knife is too close but it is not good for the general, in the face of the 'cloud light wind and rain' ethereal and disillusioned palm, the general can only and only do the strength of the body to protect the lower abdomen that exposes the organs and intestines, even if the organs and intestines are refined, they are definitely not stronger than flesh and blood and bones, those parts are always more fragile, after all, they are the key positions.

The Tang knife slashed through the void and flew towards Jing Heng, the speed was extremely fast, although the general's mind was on protecting the vital point, but he would not let the Tang knife fly in, and slashed at the flying Tang knife with one hand.

Jing Heng stabbed out with his fingers expressionlessly, and at the moment when the big knife had just stabbed out, the fingers had already pierced through a short distance of half a meter, and the cold blood qi fell on the root of the general's right ear, and the sword fingers, which were as sharp as swords, pierced a finger hole in the pure gold helmet with a pop.

At that moment, I saw the general's eyes full of calm and relieved expression, his eyes gradually dimmed, and the big knife that stabbed out slowly hung down weakly, Tang Dao flew back to Jing Heng's palm, Jing Heng glanced at the general with two more finger holes on the helmet, and waved the Tang knife a little heavily in his heart for some reason, and a head still wearing a heavy helmet was separated from the armor, Jing Heng sighed deeply, turned his palm and put away the Tang knife, and took off the big knife more than eight feet long that was still tightly held between the fine iron gauntlets and held it in his hand.

(———— To be continued!!————