"Come again!"

At this time, Jing Chong had learned some experience in the battle just now, so in the next battle, he obviously became a little more confident, and he did not allow the enemy to give the enemy a little extra time to think, the steel knife in his hand struck while the iron was hot, and there was a fierce slash along the direction of Qiu Zhiyuan's dodge.

"Huhuhuhu"

Three knives were cut out in a row, the first knife took advantage of Qiu Zhiyuan's unstable body to cut out of his neck, and although Qiu Zhiyuan was embarrassed, he still dodged this way of playing extremely easily, and Jing Chong's knife momentum was unabated, and then the blade turned back to the knife to split, Qiu Zhiyuan's face changed when he heard that the blade was not good, and he turned his body back again to avoid the knife.

In the face of such a fierce attack, Qiu Zhiyuan had already become red-faced, but after all, he was also a person who had been trained for a long time, and at the moment after dodging Jing Chong's second knife, he quickly changed his body and retreated, but he still underestimated his opponent, and at the moment when he tried to retreat backwards with both feet, Jing Chong's third knife had already slashed towards his lower abdomen.

This knife is more ferocious than the previous two knives, and it is a deadly knife, Rao is powerful as Qiu Zhiyuan couldn't help but change his complexion, revealing a touch of shock, almost subconsciously tucked his abdomen and raised his buttocks and his body flew back, but even so, the slightly bulging lower abdomen was still swept away by the violent knife.

"Ahh

A soft sound was very awakening, although it was not big, but it still woke up Qiu Zhiyuan's nerves in a short time, he only felt a cold in his lower abdomen, and then a hot stream spread along his clothes, and a faint bloody breath continued to permeate, which suddenly made his face red.

"The kid dares to be like this!" Qiu Zhiyuan's figure jumped out of the circle in a few flashes, and one hand gently stroked the lower abdomen, although the viscous blood was not much, but it still made him angry, he had never bled after entering the inner village for so many years, but today he made an exception, and it was scratched by a stinky child, which can no longer be explained by a simple "failure", which is a shame, but also a humiliation.

At this time, the playful smile on Qiu Zhiyuan's face had long been gone, for the black-clothed young man in front of him, he had to choose to face it squarely, if the first confrontation was a fluke from the other party, then the knife just now can no longer be explained by luck, the same mistake made twice, this is not wise in itself, you must know that when it comes to strength, you can be completely overwhelmingly stronger than the other party, but even so, you still suffered a loss in the hands of the other party, this is still a cross-level duel, if it is a duel between two people in the same realm, just the knife just now, it is enough to make yourself irreversible。

With such thoughts, the anger in Qiu Zhiyuan's heart was even stronger, he didn't want to see the imaginary result happen, and he didn't allow that to happen, so the final result was to let the enemy fall in the shortest possible time.

The emergence of such an idea also symbolizes that Qiu Zhiyuan completely regards Jing Chong as a battle of the same level, so he no longer has the contempt he had before, but instead has an unprecedented solemnity.

"Good boy, I'll make you pay!" Qiu Zhiyuan's cold eyes stared at Jing Chong opposite, his hideous face was very scary, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out this sentence from between his teeth, and then saw him gently wave his sleeves, and the next moment in the palm of his right hand, the inconspicuous medicine pestle appeared again.

The appearance of the medicine pestle did not resonate with the surrounding space, it looked ordinary, completely indistinguishable from the ordinary medicine pestle, but the more ordinary, the more careful Jing Chong became, after all, he clearly saw and experienced the picture of one enemy and three enemies just now, of course he knew the truth that he should not be underestimated, not to mention that the opponent was so strong.

With this kind of thought, Jing Chong's observation is more detailed, he is no longer as active as he was just now, he is waiting, observing the opponent's every move, and fortunately discovering the opponent's intentions in the shortest possible time, only in this way can he find a glimmer of life in the absolute disadvantage.

And Qiu Zhiyuan on the other side was also aware of the trend of the battle, so this time he no longer had the slightest leeway, and gently waved the medicine pestle in his hand, the void trembled, and the faint cyan continued to surge, and then a battle aura that was difficult to hide quickly covered his body, and the next moment he saw his body move, and disappeared in place in an instant, a blue-gray afterimage flashed away, and before Jing Chong could react, he had already felt a blazing battle qi covering him.

Almost reflexively waved the steel knife, and then felt that the steel knife suddenly sank, and a mountain-like momentum surged from the knife body, and then submerged into the body, Jing Chong only felt that the blood and qi in the whole body were surging wildly, they originally came from all over the body, and due to the needs of the battle, they were completely gathered in the dantian, and at this time, a more powerful force rampage, and in an instant, it set off a large wave in the body.

The tide of battle qi is like a galloping horse, as soon as it enters the body, it is quickly surrounded by the eight veins of the Qi Jing to the dantian, and for a while the blood and qi are boiling and scattering, and even more completely out of the shackles of the body overflow out of the body, under the impact of this unbalanced huge force, Jing Chong only feels that the blood and qi of the whole body are surging, and the heart, lungs, throat, brain, and even the eye sockets are hot and hot.

After this kind of power rampage in the body, it was more or less hindered by most of its own blood, but only the remaining half was enough for Jing Chong, although the rolling power was constantly pressing, but the blood that was forced back was still irrepressibly rushed into the chest, and an irrepressible nausea surged into his heart, Jing Chong only felt that his eyes were dark, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Thanks to the fact that he discovered the movement of the opposite side in advance, with the help of the steel knife to touch it, he chose to fly back quickly, and it was because of this preparation that his body defused most of the opponent's attack, and his body retreated more than ten steps back to stop his body, and he had already become out of breath.

wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, Jing Chong's eyes became extremely red, his originally dark face became as pale as paper, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

"It's really strong, it seems that the gap in the realm is definitely not something that ordinary moves can make up!" Silent exclamation in his heart, Jing Chong understood very well that the gap in strength between the two sides was too big, just this simple collision was still like this, if both sides did their best, their end would be seen soon.

He doesn't want to fail, and he doesn't allow himself to fail, there are a lot of "friends" watching behind him, and there are even his own brothers on the other side, he can die, but he will never allow himself to be humiliated by the enemy.

I don't know where the courage came from, Jing Chong, who was already weak, regained his strength in an instant, holding the steel knife tightly with both hands, and his mind kept swirling, and everything he had learned in the past three years came to mind.

"The palm is like lightning and fast like the wind, and the legs are like a whirlwind, and it is difficult to find it"! "Sweeping, splitting, dialing, cutting, sweeping, nai, chopping, and sudden" eight key points.

All the fighting skills are one by one, the knife in Jing Chong's hand is gently raised, and his gesture is that the first knife of the Seven Xuan Knife of a hundred battles "sweeps thousands of armies, splits the wind and waves", and the footsteps move lightly, changing back and forth according to the unique position, the body shape seems to be standing but it is virtual and real, which is the essence of the whirlwind in the palm of a hundred steps without a shadow "a hundred steps of fists and feet, no attack and no break" of the momentum.

Once again, the combination of knife and body technique, in an instant, Jing Chong's momentum reached its peak, he had never used this style of play, whether it was a game or a desperate fight before, it was all with his own strength and hard work, this time he had to choose to win by skill, so the final result, he himself is difficult to estimate.

The seemingly slow knife move actually hid the opportunity, and at the moment when Qiu Zhiyuan was still laughing at him for playing tricks, the knife in his hand had already struck like a swimming dragon, and the knife went down and quickly slashed towards the opponent's legs.

Although Qiu Zhiyuan despised it, he did not underestimate the enemy, when he felt the momentum of the opposite side, he had already made a plan, and with a knife, he immediately jumped up with both feet, and smashed the medicine pestle in mid-air towards the back of Jing Chong's head.

But Jing Chong is an extremely vigilant person, since he dares to make the first move, he has a backhand to prepare, and then he saw his figure flickering to the side, and suddenly turned around with a knife in both hands, and the blade slashed towards Qiu Zhiyuan's wrist when it was horizontally towards the enemy.

This move is very violent, as if there is an unstoppable momentum, the blade is like a wolf rushing and raging, this move is the third move of the Seven Profound Knives of a Hundred Battles, "Floating Shadows, Death is Helpless".

This knife move is fierce and incomparable, and there is a bit of "fighting" strength, therefore, one move is struck, vigorous and resolute, which immediately disrupted Qiu Zhiyuan's counterattack, and the blade rushed straight towards the opponent's hands.

After going back and forth like this, Qiu Zhiyuan didn't dare to fight hard, turned the medicine pestle, dodged the blade in a different way, and his body turned again, and suddenly appeared behind Jing Chong.

Such a ghostly identity with a strong battle aura is really unguardable, even if Jing Chong's knife move is exquisite, it is still difficult to make a profit in front of this huge strength gap, so this move missed, and it was a complete failure.

The medicine pestle raised high was silent, and it fell down under Qiu Zhiyuan's fierce gaze, but fortunately, Jing Chong's body was also dodging, but even so, he was still smashed on the left back shoulder by the medicine pestle.

A muffled sound of "poof" came, and under the stunned gaze of everyone, Jing Chong's body suddenly tilted sideways like a broken sack and wanted to fall forward.