"I'm afraid you won't make it!" Qin Feng was not to be outdone, he seemed to have opened the perspective of God, everything around him was under control, the gun shot again, a powerful and powerful shot swept across the distance between the two of them at will, and in an instant, even the night wind was affected by the strong wind, and shot at the other party like a hidden weapon in the direction of the spear, blocking all his retreats!

The man laughed and said, "There is no retreat, then there is no retreat." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Da Tie mentioned, the ordinary moves are natural, it turned out to be an antelope hanging horns, there is no trace!

"When ........."

The two spears collided again,

Hurricane roared, and the sound of gold and iron resounded through the wilderness. This time there was a real collision, and the aftermath of the loud noise actually vibrated in his ear drum for a long time, as if it made people cheer angrily in his ears.

The tempering of the physical strength of the two has almost reached their own limit.

What they fight for is the comprehension of martial arts plus a little bit of on-the-spot play.

But with this blow, Qin Feng, who had gained some strength, suffered some small losses, and let the strong force retreat to the river, and the tip of the spear was immersed in the river water, and the corner of his eye swept over, and he found that the broken spear was like blending into the water at this time, as if it was translucent, and if you didn't look carefully, it was difficult to find that there was half a blade.

The water of the stream is crystal clear and gurgling, and the crisp sound is like the song of nature, and the blue sky is reflected on the water, and time seems to stand still at this moment. Qin Feng's mind sank into nature, into the flowing water, and his eyes stared at the half-immersed blade of the spear.

Blessing to the soul, a flash of inspiration, "Martial Arts Zen Buddhism" "Master of Nature" chapter is the way of nature, Yin and Yang are in line with nature, Qin Feng saw this natural flowing water and the blade of the gun integrated into it, and a passage in the "Teacher of Nature" appeared in his mind: "The good is like water, the water is good for all things without fighting, and it is evil for everyone, so it is more than the Tao." Dwelling in a good place, a good heart and benevolence, good words and faith, good governance, good things, and good time. The husband is indisputable, so there is no especially! ”

A trace of enlightenment came to his mind, and Qin Feng suddenly realized the way of water in nature!

And at this time, the opponent's spear blade came again, and a simple move almost blocked all of Qin Feng's retreats.

"Suffer death!" The man seemed to have a chance to win.

"Not necessarily!" Just when that person was also sorry for Qin Feng's peerless marksmanship, Qin Feng walked out of the seemingly chaotic steps unreasonably.

"What's going on!" The man stared at Qin Feng with some disbelief as he could always dodge into the gap to avoid the attack.

The Nine Palace Steps, which were originally used to match the footwork of the Baguazhang, were used by Qin Feng to dodge at this time, and it was not yet time for him to attack.

The spear was blocking left and right, but the brain was constantly running, and the strength of almost every move of the opponent was gradually analyzed in Qin Feng's mind.

It was time to attack, and when he saw a gap out of the corner of his eye, Qin Feng pushed the spear in his hand back violently, turned around and slashed.

A type of return to the pistol, when the chest stabs.

That alone saved the day.

Qin Feng's mind at this moment is like a mountain and flowing water, there is stillness in movement, there is movement in stillness, and he is in one heart, between the lightning and flint, he suddenly raised his gun, and pointed at the world, although he faced a strong enemy, he only made a sword.

The person's feelings were very different, he only felt that this shot seemed to point directly at his flaws, no matter which direction he went, it seemed that this sword could block himself, and at the same time there was a strange feeling in his heart, only that this sword was not just a sword.

Qin Feng's gun was like a clone of the guns all of a sudden, and the tips of the guns spread out in all directions, forming a gun curtain that enveloped him. However, Qin Feng wielded the spear with slow and soft movements, integrating the Tai Chi sword intent into it and dissolving the qi.

The water can be moving or quiet, it can be fast or slow, the big river flows east to the sea, it is moving fast, the small river stream is slow to flow, and the lake is calm without waves, it is quiet! The same is true of Tai Chi, the combination of rigidity and softness, the opportunity of movement and stillness, and the mother of yin and yang!

Qin Feng's mind was completely immersed in the way of water, his heart lake was not alarmed, and the marksmanship in his hand was like flowing water, as if it was easy to come by, and if it was natural, every move and every style seemed simple, but in fact it was clumsy.

That man was completely subject to Qin Feng's unknown marksmanship, he obviously had a lot of good opportunities, but there was nothing he could do about his marksmanship.

The Broken Spear flashed, as if it were translucent, like a silver dragon flying, shuttling among them, with a fierce momentum on the blade, as if it were a substance, after ten counts, the person had already made several wounds with that sharp energy, and Qin Feng still seemed to be unconscious, a move seemed to be full of flaws, but this person was at a loss.

"Damn! Kill! The man finally couldn't help it, and roared angrily, facing Qin Feng today, it really made him too much.

If he doesn't take down Qin Feng, how can he save face? What qualifications do you have to kill Qin Qiong, who is even more powerful than Qin Feng?

But Qin Feng's mind was completely immersed in that wonderful artistic conception, the marksmanship was displayed like flowing water, without procrastination, the action was chic, plain but like an antelope hanging horns, there was no trace of the moves, the surface was chaotic, but in fact, there was a lot of things inside, not sticking to the order of moves, and the gun went as he wished.

In an instant, there were more than ten in a row, the person was helpless, and the injuries on his body increased, and he was ruthless at the moment, seeing that Qin Feng's moves were old! Desperately in the danger of being hit hard, he did not avoid it, and stabbed with a spear, directly hitting the vital point of Qin Feng's life!

At the last moment, the collision of soldiers sounded one after another like the sound of drums.

Beads of sweat were left from the corners of his forehead, and in just more than ten confrontations, his physique was as strong as Qin Feng, and in this cold spring at the beginning of the cliff, he actually shed incredible sweat, but his mind entered the clear realm of stopping water and not waves, carefree and joyless, the four major were empty, all foreign objects were not affected in the slightest, and there was only the opponent in front of him in his eyes.

"Look at the guns!"

Qin Feng's divine spear accelerated and was imminent, with the momentum of being indomitable, it shot out like lightning, and when a large number of gun shadows appeared, an entity suddenly appeared, and the lightning stabbed sharply, extremely powerful.

The man's expression was solemn and he felt endless pressure, Qin Feng's gun once again blocked all the means of his big gun to fight back, teaching him to only transport the gun to seal the frame, locking his chance to shoot. He understood that Qin Feng was going to forcibly block his opportunity to make a move, seeking a chance to win.

Although it was a draw on the surface, the man understood that he had already lost the upper hand, and if he continued to fight hard, he would only step into the trap and fight according to Qin Feng's rhythm.

In the duel between masters, the victory or defeat is in an instant. If you enter the rhythm of the other party, you will not be far from failure.

For the first time since the battle, the man chose to retreat and did not fight hard.

The retreat was very decisive, without the slightest hesitation, the slightest hesitation. The head of the big gun hit the ground, and the whole person repulsed backwards, intending to avoid the powerful blow.

That person just let Qin Feng suppress and fall behind, and he didn't fail, but his retreat was a prelude to failure.

How could Qin Feng tolerate his opponent leaving the battle area to regroup?

He strode to follow, and the second shot was fast and fierce with the dive, and the blade of the gun tore and whistled as if it were about to tear the air in two. Approached Qin Qiong and left.

The man showed a confident smile at this time, and the big gun suddenly plunged straight into the ground, the tip of the gun went deep and low, and the whole person took a big step forward, and held it hard, with the help of the power of the iron gun. Leaping up in the air, just as his body was in the air, Qin Feng's spear blade inevitably passed under his feet, accurately avoiding the shot that he was bound to pursue with victory.

At the same time that Qin Feng's expression changed drastically and his heart was not good, the man pulled out the Tang knife on his waist. Stopped the momentum of lift-off, made a jack fall, and landed on the ground steadily. The distance has been narrowed, and an overwhelming offensive has been launched.

Every time that man swung out his knife, his footwork was perfectly matched, just like his martial arts were successful in one move, and the moves were continuous.

The tide is turning. One inch short, one inch dangerous, close-range close combat is exactly the space for Tang Dao to play.

The competition between the two, in addition to fighting bravely, also requires wits and experience.

Qin Feng certainly suppressed the other party, but the other party relied on his rich experience and whimsical ideas to recover the disadvantage. Occupy the initiative.

Qin Feng once again realized how terrifying the dominant opponent was, Tang Dao didn't teach him any respite, and quickly slashed out. Although he has the Zhan Lu sword on his body, but the other party did not even give him the opportunity to draw the sword, and the attack angle of each of his knives is nowhere to be found, but it contains the mysterious techniques such as hitting, stabbing, stabbing, pointing, blocking, gridding, splitting, racking, intercepting, blowing, sweeping, and teasing, giving full play to the unique characteristics of the king of a hundred soldiers.

That man had a head start. In this extremely close fight, Qin Feng was restrained everywhere and was forced to retreat step by step.

Although Qin Feng was chaotic and not surprised, his expression was as usual, although he fell into the downwind and retreated again and again, his pace and defense were not chaotic at all. The desire to win has not diminished in the slightest.

"Dang!"

Qin Feng held his hands together and slashed off his head.

This loud sound shook Qin Feng's eardrums with a faint pain, and there was a buzzing sound in his mind.

The spear trembled, and it came out of its hand.

This knife actually smacked Qin Feng's weapon.

The man was stunned, but his expression was also moved.

Qin Feng took advantage of the fact that the man's hands were lifted upward by the force of the shock of the collision of the weapon, and bullied forward, and the whole person fell into the opponent's arms.

Without the shackles of long weapons, this close-quarters fight is fast and hateful. Taking advantage of the opponent's retreat, Qin Feng took advantage of the situation to pull out the Zhan Lu sword, and then stabbed the opponent's chest at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

The man struck with a sword,

"Dang!" There was a loud sound, shocking the audience.

The two sides fought hard, but the opponent couldn't withstand the blow, and the whole person took three steps back in a row to stabilize his pace.

Qin Feng's knife was completely unsparing, causing such a terrifying power, but it was also difficult to sustain his strength, and he could not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

Compared to strength, Qin Feng, who has traveled countless days and nights under the stars, is definitely not comparable to his opponent. But his move did have the upper hand in the hard fight. This is not due to his strength, but to speed and grasp of force and absolute calmness, tact.

What are planes afraid of in high-speed flight?

There is only one answer: birds!

The collision of the giant iron bump with the flesh and blood body will have unexpected results, just because the relative speed of the plane is large, and the force after colliding with the object is greater. If it exceeds the bearing capacity of a certain part of the aircraft, it may damage the body or parts of the aircraft, and in serious cases, it will directly threaten flight safety.

The force generated when a bird in high speed collides with an airplane is like an airplane that hits a cannonball.

Qin Feng defeated his opponent and adopted this principle.

He doesn't have strength, but he has speed, and he swoops down, combining his speed and power to deliver a blow that is three times more powerful than himself. In terms of strength alone, three times his strength was not enough to shake the mad blow.

But Qin Feng is proficient in the method of Tai Chi borrowing strength, and he is extremely proficient in the control of power, which can be described as superb, he has already taken a fancy to the opponent's force point when the opponent slashes down, and when the shocking knife has not yet been chopped down, and the power has not been exerted, he slashed at the force point with a sword first.

This sword is so wonderful that it is not a minute faster, nor a second slower.

The Zhan Lu sword that crossed the sky broke the opponent's offensive with one blow at the most appropriate time, and this power was far less powerful than the opponent's sword, so it became an invincible and invincible move, directly splitting the opponent back three steps.

Taking this opportunity, Qin Feng once again exerted his speed to the limit, and rushed over, when the opponent's Tang Dao had not recovered from the top of his head, he held his divine sword upside down, condensed his strength in one place, and hit the opponent's chest fiercely with the hilt of the sword.

"Bang!" Bang!

The man flew upside down and fell heavily to the ground.

A mouthful of blood also swayed down from the air, and he couldn't get up for a long time, although the sword was light, it could be infused with all Qin Feng's internal force, but a sword weighed more than a thousand catties, and the sternum of his hand was directly shattered.

Before Qin Feng could recover his opponent's senses, his sword had already reached in front of his opponent, just over an inch away from his throat.

The man was also stunned when he saw this, and suddenly smiled slightly in relief: "I lost!" Kill me. ”

This smile is extremely free and easy, and there is no unwillingness, which is the temperament of the husband to face failure calmly.