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In the courtyard, the lights are like day, Luo Zhaoyun and Yu Chengdu are three zhang apart, standing opposite each other, the former is still holding a spear, and the latter chooses a Yanling knife at random.

There is a huge difference in the size of the two people, Luo Zhaoyun is only fourteen years old, his development is not determined, and he is only more than one meter seven tall, while Yu Chengdu is two meters, standing against each other, it is like the absurd feeling of an adult and a child.

Luo Zhaoyun was stared at by the other party's tiger eyes, but an indescribable feeling of danger surged in his heart, which was very uncomfortable.

He vaguely guessed that this person's martial arts were unfathomable, and they were definitely not something that his current martial arts could compete with.

Although they hadn't made a move yet, they just looked at each other, but Luo Zhaoyun felt a kind of heartbeat, this was the martial artist's sense of danger, the other party seemed to have formed an irresistible and very domineering momentum, completely mastered the rhythm of the battle, and pressed people with spirit, making him feel that the other party had the belief that he would win.

"Martial arts have reached a high depth, and they can take people with spirit and momentum, and they can surrender without a fight, which is really terrifying!" Luo Zhaoyun combined the personal experience of the two lives, adjusted his confidence in time, eliminated distracting thoughts, collected his mind, and secretly thought that if he continued to confront each other like this, he was afraid that he would not have the courage to fight for a while.

"Look at the guns!" Luo Zhaoyun saw the right time, made a decisive move, clenched the spear with both hands, and burst out his whole body strength and strength, the speed of this shot was extremely fast, and the castration was very large, it was not easy to resist.

Yu Chengdu stood there, calm and relaxed, seeing that the spear was approaching a few inches in front of him, he did not hurry and swung his knife to slash.

The original ordinary Yanling knife, in his hand, seemed to have life, as if a flood of autumn water shot out, and there was even a trace of knife qi.

"Dang!"

Luo Zhaoyun seemed to be an extremely delicate shot, but the opponent came first, slashing at the edge of the spear, and all the attacks suddenly collapsed.

"What a strong force!"

Luo Zhaoyun's arm was shocked and numb, and there was a pain in the tiger's mouth, even if he had the strength in the muscles and meridians, he was still almost shaken away by the other party's shock.

He was secretly frightened, this fish Chengdu is too powerful, and they are really not the same level of martial artists as each other!

If you let Yu Chengdu attack, then it's okay?

Luo Zhaoyun thought that offense was the best defense, and if he held on to it, he wouldn't be able to block the opponent's ten moves at all, so he gritted his teeth and used the most exquisite streak in the Luo family's spear skills in one go.

"Whoa!"

Luo Zhaoyun stepped on his footwork, his body moved, his gun moves were ruthless and tricky, drilling through the air, seeking ruthlessness in stability, fast and fine, and the spear blade was like a cold star falling wildly, blocking several key points of Yu Chengdu's predecessor, constantly stabbing and forcing him to take a defensive position.

As long as you grab a few shots in a row, when a counterattack breaks out in Yuchengdu, you can dodge the edge, as long as you take ten moves, you will be considered a winner.

But he never expected that the fish's body was like a mountain, his feet did not move, his arms were pulled, and a ball of knives suddenly exploded in front of him.

Luo Zhaoyun was taken aback, he had never seen such a fast shot, it was like lightning, he saw the opponent's arm move, the long knife seemed to have his own life, the knife suddenly burst out, fast and incoherent, not only did not have the slightest intention of taking a defensive position, but it was also completely a way of fighting with force.

"Dangdang!"

Weapons clang, sparks splash.

In the flash of the calcium carbide firelight, Luo Zhaoyun thought that the subtle moves in the Luo family's gun were cracked by the other party with a few knives, and then Yu Chengdu swung the knife and slashed, as if he was wild, there was no palm at all, but it gave people an irresistible illusion.

"Good!" Many martial arts generals in the field, seeing that Yu Chengdu was still in place, but like a god of war, he easily resolved Luo Zhaoyun's offensive, and his sword skills were exquisite, not cumbersome at all, like an antelope hanging its horns, without a trace.

Luo Zhaoyun retreated while blocking, barely catching this counterattack, and was secretly shocked in his heart.

He knew that in addition to the speed of the knife, this fish Chengdu was also born with divine power, his physical strength was overwhelming, and the strength of the knife was even more incomparable, mysterious and wonderful, and he was beyond the shackles of the moves.

It can be said that Yu Chengdu is much more powerful than Luo Yi, Zhou Luohu, Shi Danai and others he is familiar with, and he is by no means an opponent.

At this moment, three moves had passed, and Yu Chengdu shouted: "It's time for me to take out the knife, be careful!" ”

"Huh!" The sword is like a match!

Luo Zhaoyun set up the spear to block the knife, and with a bang, the huge force shook Luo Zhaoyun back four or five steps in a row, and the spear was still trembling, almost flying out of his hand.

The fourth move passed, and Luo Zhaoyun felt powerless in his heart.

"Cheer up!" Luo Zhaoyun gave himself encouragement, Lao Tzu traveled over more than a thousand years later, he hadn't seen anything, how could he be intimidated?

"One more knife!" Yu Chengdu's arm waved again, which seemed to be an understatement, and it was like pinching it casually, but the power of this knife was much more domineering than the previous one.

"Whew!"

The sword wind is like thunder, sweeping thousands of armies like a sweep, and it is cut from the face

Luo Zhaoyun is fully vigilant, he has always been confident in the past few years, especially after experiencing battlefield battles, tempering his courage, he is no longer a weak teenager, a greenhouse flower, even in such a disadvantage, he can quickly clean up his mood and return to calm.

The reason why the other party is so powerful is not that his sword skills are much more powerful than Luo Zhaoyun's spear skills, but that the person who carries the knife has profound skills, breaking the limits of secular martial artists, whether it is a knife or a backblock, the speed is at least three times faster than Luo Zhaoyun, that is to say, the time taken for a move is two-thirds less, no wonder it is so fast.

This requires continuous breakthroughs in physical fitness, and the body's coordination, speed, strength, and other comprehensive functions can be closer to several grades, and it is by no means a disadvantage that can be recovered by knife and gun skills.

Luo Zhaoyun had already thought of these in his heart, and simply didn't care about winning or losing, anyway, the other party wouldn't kill him, so let it go, and treat this time as a training, such a powerful opponent is simply rare, and it is already a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to be able to fight against him in ten moves.

"Dingjun gun!"

"White rainbow through the sun!"

"Beacon fire!"

Luo Zhaoyun stabbed out his most familiar and powerful moves repeatedly, and each blow seemed to exceed his previous level, but Yu Chengdu's arm waved, the knife qi was vertical and horizontal, and the trajectory of the attack was very natural, condensing the strength, wrist strength, waist strength, and arm strength in each knife, like a tide of bombardment.

After a few more moves, Luo Zhaoyun's tiger mouth cracked, oozing blood, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted.

Soon he had already survived the eighth knife, and at this time, Yu Chengdu had already rushed out, carrying the momentum of wind and thunder, and crushed over.

Luo Zhaoyun's body retreated sharply, and then suddenly stabbed back, and returned the horse pistol with one move, which was weird!

Yu Chengdu was cold and calm, sighed, and seemed to have discovered the wonder of this move, and as soon as the momentum stopped, his wrist fell, and he slashed with a knife.

"When-" The iron-like sound of this life was extremely harsh, making onlookers feel very uncomfortable.

However, the amazement of this gun, as well as the domineering cracking of Yu Chengdu, still makes people's eyes shine, and they can't help but applaud.

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