For those who practice martial arts, the internal force of true qi is their foundation. The more the True Qi is cultivated, the more pure and profound it becomes. When fighting against the enemy, the true qi is drummed and the whole body is covered. Even if you are hit by the enemy's fist weapon, you can immediately have the true qi of the body protection to resist the external invasion. Even if you are injured, it will not be a big problem.

But if the two sides reach the point of fighting for internal strength, it has reached a situation where there is no room for concessions and no end. Because the true qi internal force of both sides is equivalent to a piece of armor that protects the body. Fighting internal force, that is, each other took off their armor and went directly into hand-to-hand combat. If you let the other party's true qi invade the internal organs, then you will have no ability to resist, and you can be said to be either dead or injured.

Therefore, the rivers and lakes are fighting, unless there is really a deep hatred for each other, and the situation has indeed reached the point where it has to be so. Otherwise, it will definitely not come to the step of directly fighting internal forces.

Fang Xiaohou and Shen Huchan had never met before today. Naturally, there is no hatred at all. Even though Shen Huchan thought that these two uninvited guests were also from the same origin as the "Seven Absolute Divine Sword" that had killed his five sworn brothers before, he was not 100% sure in the end.

Therefore, Shen Huchan waved the Ananda knife and slashed it down so head-on, even if the knife was as violent as thunder, and there was a great tendency to break the earth, but in essence, it was just to test the enemy's reality. There is no immediate need to fight for life and death.

Therefore, this knife was chopped down, and was caught by Fang Xiaohouye, and Shen Huchan did not want to increase his true qi, and directly fought with the other party with the intention of internal strength. As soon as he turned his wrists with both hands, the Ananda knife immediately rolled violently, trying to clamp the opponent's fists and forcibly twist them away.

The twist was violent, and Fang Zhanmei relied on the power of his fists to pinch left and right, and it was difficult to continue to clamp down. He let out a deep sigh, kicked his feet, and jumped backwards with his strength. shouted: "What a domineering knife strength." Brother Cheng, I tried my best, and it was not easy to take the next knife. If I keep coming, I'm going to be overwhelmed. ”

Cheng Lishi Shiran said: "The King of Extermination itself, Brother Fang, you have also seen it yourself. If you can't even take Shen Huchan's sword, then you are even less qualified to face the King of Extermination. I can't say it, I have to leave Brother Fang in Bai Yujing and go to the Extermination King by myself. ”

Fang Zhan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Brother Cheng is calculating. That being the case, then I have to work harder and show my true ability. ”

As soon as the words ended, his face sank, and after a pause, Fang Zhan raised his eyebrows and shouted, and took the initiative to kill and attack. His figure was erratic, and he circled around Shenhu Chan in the southeast and northwest. The fists and palms refer to the claws and legs, and all kinds of martial arts emerge in an endless stream, although they are a pair of fleshy palms, they cannot directly compete with the sharp blade of the Ananda knife. However, the Ananda knife is too big and heavy, and when it is wielded, it is certainly powerful, but when it is turned, it is inevitably not flexible enough, and it is just restrained by Fang Zhanmei's close-fitting short hit.

Shen Huchan snorted coldly, and the knife momentum in his palm changed suddenly, even though it was still strong and domineering, but its knife path became rigid and soft, confusing, erratic, and elusive.

As soon as the knife technique changed, Fang Zhanmei's close-fitting short-term tactics would not work. Especially such a burly man like a tiger, suddenly used such a light and flexible knife move. The big giant knife was in his hand, as if it was just an embroidery needle, and the straight sect felt extremely awkward when he raised his eyebrows. For a while, he couldn't deal with it, so he could only dodge and avoid it as much as he could. It is necessary to see the changes in Shen Huchan's knife path clearly, and then make a decision.

However, Shen Huchan's Ananda knife is real in the void, unpredictable, and there is no routine to follow. No matter how Fang Zhan Mei dodged, Ananda Dao always followed him like a shadow, chasing after him. Moreover, the scope of the knife envelope continued to narrow, and at the same time, Fang Zhan was constantly pressed from all directions, making his room for maneuver smaller and smaller.

Finally, Fang Zhanmei had been forced into a corner. Behind it is the statue of the Buddha, and there is no way back. Shen Huchan snorted coldly and shouted, "Look where are you still running?" The knife is as strong as a dome and a quilt, when the air is covered.

Seeing that this knife side raised his eyebrows, no matter what, he couldn't avoid it anymore. Moreover, the Ananda knife seemed to be just a simple and direct slash on the head, but in fact, the blade couldn't help but make a buzzing and trembling sound, and it was obviously vibrating violently at an astonishing speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye. This kind of vibration itself is already extremely lethal. If Fang Zhanmei wanted to repeat his old trick and then bombard the blade of the sword left and right with his fists to suppress it, then the only result would be that his opponent would be abolished at the same time.

With a flick of his fingers, Fang Zhan's eyebrows were slightly gloomy, and suddenly with a wave of his hand, something seemed to slip out of his sleeve, and then he held it tightly in his palm, and suddenly slammed it upward.

"Ding~"

The clear sound of the gold and iron clash exploded, and at the same time, tens of thousands of sparks suddenly lit up, illuminating the faces of the two at the same time. In the sparks, Shen Huchan could see clearly. The one who blocked the Ananda knife in his hand was also a knife. But it's short and narrow, and it looks even shorter and fatter. It turned out to be a butcher's knife for slaughtering cattle and pigs.

The Ananda knife weighs 100 catties, and the butcher knife weighs only a few catties. The difference in weight between each other is huge. However, the two knives struck each other, and the blades of each other were still neat and smooth, and there was no sign of disintegration or damage. Obviously, the Ananda knife is certainly a treasure knife, but the butcher knife used by Fang Zhanmei is also extraordinary.

Cheng Li, who was watching the battle from the side, was in high spirits when he saw this, just because he knew that Shen Huchan had been very successful in forcing Fang Zhanmei's hole card out.

Fang Zhanmei himself, of course, also understands this. Although I had been mentally prepared, I still felt very uncomfortable when it came to the end. He snorted coldly and swung his knife to meet it, the knife style was chaotic and looked extremely weird. But if you look closely, there seems to be something else in it, not like the appearance of wielding a knife to kill, dancing with your hands, entering into the space with no original, and recovering your hands must have room for play, but it is like slaughtering cattle with a knife.

If you blindly see the moves, it will be difficult for Shen Huchan to resist such a delicate and dexterous knife move. So his response was: you hit yours, I hit mine. Resolutely do not let Fang Zhanmei take the initiative.

With his feet lightly touching the ground, Shen Huchan took three steps backwards (because of his height, his three steps were worth the seven or eight steps above his eyebrows). Flipping his hand, the Ananda knife, which weighed more than 100 catties, turned over on his head and feet.

But seeing that Shen Huchan was like a Buddha holding a flower, the corners of his mouth showed a slight smile, and he gently held the three-inch blade of the head of the Ananda knife with the three fingers of his right hand, and the whole person was as quiet as water, serene as a Buddha. The only thing left is the goodness that belongs to "Zen". At first glance, it is simply eccentric and awkward, but it is also extremely harmonious.