Cao Ren's cultivation is the same as Xiahoudun, and it is also a seventh-rank double. He is a world-renowned defensive veiner, a fully armed Chaotian armor that can block powerful attacks, even on the battlefield where thousands of arrows are fired, he can be fearless and rampage.

In the past, Cao Ren was full of confidence in himself, but just yesterday, a sixth-rank cultivator sliced his Chaotian Armor open, leaving him injured. And this boy has now risen to the seventh rank.

The teenager stood in front of him again.

"Zhao Yun, yesterday's swordsmanship is your trick"

"It's not. ”

"Then how many moves can you make?"

"Four moves. ”

"After that"

"After that, I still have guns, and guns have tricks. ”

"Sword and gun, which is stronger and which is weaker"

Zhao Yun pondered for a while, "Each has its own strengths, and it is difficult to distinguish between high and low." ”

Cao Ren said with a smile: "The gun's trick has a recuperation period, and the number of swords is also limited. ”

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows, "Then why don't you forget yesterday?"

Cao Ren smiled again: "You are not honest. Whenever you are in danger, you will use your sword to save your life, which is enough to show that your sword is stronger than a gun. At least you have much more confidence in the sword. ”

Zhao Yunyi smiled: "That was from the past." Now they are confident, even full of confidence. ”

Cao Ren suddenly sighed, "Zhao Yun, you are an interesting person, seemingly loyal, but full of wisdom. If I meet you outside, I'll fight you in a big fight, no matter whether you win or lose, but I have to get drunk with you after the fight. But today is different, you and I have to distinguish between victory and defeat, and maybe life and death. ”

"Come on, then!" Zhao Yun shifted his posture and prepared to fight.

Unexpectedly, Cao Ren ignored it, raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking. After the time of a cup of tea passed, Cao Ren suddenly lowered his head, smiled strangely, and moved slightly.

Zhao Yun didn't know what medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he had to carry a gentian gun and concentrate on it. It's not that he didn't want to attack Cao Ren first, but he had fought with him briefly before, and every place was extremely hard, even if he had been promoted to a seventh-rank cultivation, he was not sure of winning, so just take a look.

As the minutes passed, Cao Ren still maintained his original posture and did not move. Zhao Yun suddenly realized that something was wrong, and when he looked at Cao Ren's position seriously, he found that his feet were slightly split at a strange angle, and his toes were pointing outward. On not straight to yourself, slightly sloping. The left shoulder is aimed at you, the waist is sinking, the hands are slightly grasped, and the arms are slightly bent, which is completely a posture of preparing for action.

"Cao Ren's defense is extremely high, and every place on it can be an attack point. He's powerful, as long as he rushes over in this position, I'll ......"

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun's heart sank, and the gentian gun finally moved. The tip of the gun sank and was aimed at Cao Ren

of the left hand. After thinking about it, he felt that it was wrong, and the tip of the gun was raised, and it was aimed at his shoulder again. The gentian gun changed direction one after another, but he was not very satisfied. He only felt that although Cao Ren did not move, Shang exuded a strong oppressive force, and he was flooding towards him, and with just one hand, he was attacked everywhere on the top.

Zhao Yun couldn't think of a way to deal with it, so he had to take a step back.

As soon as he moved, Cao Ren's footsteps immediately followed, and he took another pose.

The gentian gun continuously changed its moves in the air, dancing faster and faster, but it was always unable to do so, and its footsteps retreated.

Zhao Yun retreated again and again, and Cao Ren followed like a shadow.

The audience outside the venue didn't know why, they had been waiting impatiently, if it weren't for Cao Zao, they would have been booing all over the place.

The only difference is Cao, who watched it with relish, and sighed twice from time to time, as if he was watching a wonderful life-and-death duel.

Zhang Liao seemed to realize something, fantasized himself as Zhao Yun, and confronted Cao Ren in person. Slowly, a layer of fine sweat oozed from his hands, his brows became tighter and tighter, and he stiffened, only to find that Cao Renhun had no flaws in his eyes, and if he was himself, he could only retreat.

Suddenly, Cao sighed: "Yesterday, Zixiao was injured by Gao Shun and others, especially Zhao Yun's sword, which gave him a major stimulus, and he locked himself in the military tent as soon as he returned to the barracks. I've heard him say that when it comes to defense, he can be said to be unsurpassed among the pulse masters of the same cultivation, but when it comes to attack, even many low-level pulse masters are better than him. ”

He has been looking for a way to break through, and for this reason, he has also visited many famous teachers and consulted many masters, but he has never been able to find a way. He was born to defend his veins, but he just went to find the corresponding way to attack, and only a person like him would be so persevering. ”

Zhang Liao sighed, withdrew his gaze from the battlefield, and stabilized his words: "My subordinates think that as long as the defense is done to the extreme, it is already an extraordinary realm, so why embarrass yourself."

Cao smiled and said: "Wen Yuan, think about it, a general, a long-famous pulse master, blindly being beaten on the battlefield, what kind of ability is this? People have a good reputation, and they have to make continuous progress, and it is understandable for Zixiao to do this." So far, he's done it. ”

Cao's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "He is defense-oriented, defense-oriented, both offensive and defensive, this is the unique coping method he realized after experiencing yesterday's failure." ”

"Defense-oriented, defense-oriented, both offensive and defensive......" Zhang Liao muttered to himself, and under Cao's point, he dimly captured some higher realms of cultivation.

Cao looked at Zhang Liao and saw him standing in place in a daze, repeating in a low voice what he had just said, as if he had come to his senses. He nodded secretly, Zhang Liao's understanding in cultivation is good, and there is a lot of room for improvement in the future.

Zhang Liao had followed Lu Bu before, and he had not been less guided by him. But pointing

also pays attention to methods and methods, and Lu Bu's guidance did not bring much help to Zhang Liao. This is like many teachers in later generations, but they can't teach their children a truth.

Zhang Liao found a famous teacher, and his respect for Cao was even greater.

Zhao Yun took ten steps back, his clothes already wet with sweat. As a last resort, he had no choice but to stretch out his left hand and make a gesture to grab the Qingyu Sword.

The footsteps of the two stopped abruptly, Cao Ren's face twitched, there was a look of pain, his left hand hung down weakly, as if he was injured, half hanging in the air, and he took a step back reluctantly.

Zhao Yun retracted his left hand and re-picked up the gentian spear, the tip of the spear was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, fluctuating, and used the Seven Probe Snake Spear. The footsteps are staggered, dazzling, with seven probe snake footwork.

The fierce confrontation was carried out on the silent battlefield, the speed in Zhao Yun's hand was getting faster and faster, Cao Ren was not as calm as before, he was in a hurry, one hand danced violently in the air, and the brilliance on the Chaotian armor flashed here and there, as if he was actively defending against the attack of the tip of the gun on the opposite side.

Just when everyone thought that Cao Ren was going to be defeated, he suddenly stopped retreating and shouted: "Chaotian Secret Technique.

Cao Ren suddenly jumped as hard as he could, and when he was in mid-air, the Mixed Sky Armor shone with a mysterious glow, which was suddenly magnified several times. Cao Ren was like a black giant, straightening out his son and falling from the sky, covering all of Zhao Yun's retreats, and Zhao Yun was already unavoidable!

"Seven probes snake marksmanship, snake emperor spit letters. ”

Zhao Yun could only deal with it with a trick. He raised his head and held up his gentian gun, the tip of which stabbed upwards and retracted as fast as lightning. After stabbing and shrinking again, a total of seven stabs and seven harvests, Zhao Yun roared, and the last shot was finally issued.

This is the true meaning of the Snake Emperor's spitting letter, first attacking with seven small snakes in turn, and the Snake Emperor hiding behind the little snake finally appeared and dealt a fatal blow.

There was a ding-tinkle crash in the air, and the impact of the two veins was not intense, but the contact time was too fast, and the contact surface was too small.

The underground master saw it clearly, and Zhao Yun's seven shots were accurately stabbed at the same point, which was the position of Cao Ren's left shoulder socket. Why this and not the vital position? Because Zhao Yun was confident in his blow, he didn't want to end Cao Ren's life in this situation.

Sure enough, under his attack, the Chaotian Armor had already cracked a small crack.

Zhao Yun's approach was undoubtedly clever, he concentrated all his firepower to attack one point, first beat the defense of this point to a weak point, and then pierced the Chaotian Armor with a thunderbolt blow. Many people can think of this kind of coping, but the vast majority of people can't do Zhao Yun's way.

Cao Ren stayed in the air for a short time, quickly and accurately stabbing seven shots and firing an eight, which was a difficult thing to do.

Victory or defeat in this move, the two have done their best.

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